Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Fu Siming's heart ached, he hugged the girl up, and his delicate and warm body was pulled into his hard and firm chest.

"But you are very bad now, I feel uncomfortable." His voice was a little rough, as if it was mixed with countless emotions.

Lu Qianxun's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the sharp-edged handsome face close at hand, his eyes were full of worry.

She raised her arms around Fu Siming's neck, and then sat on the man's lap, putting her legs on the sofa.

It turned out that this man had become her source of peace of mind and comfort since she did not know when.

Lightning pierced the sky along with the muffled thunder, and the blue-gray clouds seeped faint skylight, making them blurry in the rain.

Outside the glass window, the rain seems to be more abundant.

Fu Siming's body froze, his dark pupils trembled, he felt the softness in his arms, and lowered his eyes to stare at her profile.

She pressed her forehead against his neck and murmured: "Beibei is suffering from heart disease, she is suffering from depression... It's all my fault, if I'm not self-willed, if I don't go to the southern war zone, Beibei will not Will suffer those things just to accompany me."

Pausing for a few seconds, Fu Siming raised one wrist and patted the back of her head.

His slender knuckles caressed the girl's long black hair, and his fingertips stroked her curly hair, as if giving her the most gentle and considerate comfort.

Fu Siming pursed his thin lips tightly, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Qianxun, how can you be blamed for that incident, everything is the Huo family... You were hurt like that by them at that time, I panicked to death."

Under the reflection of the incandescent light, his long eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows under the eyelids, exuding a gentle breath.

He pushed back the long hair that covered the corners of her eyes, and stroked her cheek with his warm palm, with distress and fear in his pupils.

Lu Qianxun's long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes dimmed slightly, "But I caused all of this in the end."

Fu Siming gently stroked her back with his fingers, feeling the slight trembling of the girl in his arms, then lowered his forehead, and kissed the forehead of the person in his arms comfortingly.

"Qianxun, what should I do?" Fu Siming asked helplessly.

"I just want you to be happy. Shen Bei occupies a big place in your heart. I'm a little jealous of her. Now that her incident has made you like this again, a vicious thought emerges in my heart." Fu Siming Pause for a while, and complete the speech, "I want to get rid of anyone who makes you unhappy and uncomfortable."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qianxun's beautiful eyes shook.

"You can't hurt her!"

Fu Siming hugged the girl tightly, restrained his expression, and said in a low voice: "Because of you, I will not hurt her."

But he is jealous.

He probably occupies a part of her heart, and the other part is her father, her family, and Shen Bei.

But this is already a result that he didn't dare to hope for before.

Later in the night, the rain also eased.

Lu Beiye called, and the content was simple:

Send his daughter home.

The next day.

The sky is sunny after the rain, and the blue sky is like an oil painting, so beautiful that it is unreal.

Jincheng.

A row of luxury cars gallops on the road.

On the Maybach in the middle, two delicate and beautiful girls are sitting in the back seat.

Shen Bei didn't know why, so she asked softly, "Qianxun, where are we going?"

Lu Qianxun was startled, and looked sideways at the girl.

Shen Bei put on makeup, but there were tiny bloodshot eyes, one can imagine that she was not in a good state of mind.

Lu Qianxun's heart ached, and he smiled at her as usual.

"It's coming soon."

Shen Bei was taken aback for a moment, her eyelashes trembled, and she smiled back.

Sure enough, that smile was not the same as it used to be, the smile at this time seemed to be foggy and blurred.

Obviously she used to smile like a beautiful white magnolia.

But she could see the depression in her eyes, even she was a little dull.

The condition described in the medical record I saw yesterday seemed to have nothing to do with this smiling girl.

Everything in front of me looks like a knife.

Straight into her heart.

Lu Qianxun didn't dare to think about it, the girl who used to be sunny actually committed suicide.

What was her state of mind at that time?

Desperate and sad.

Lu Qianxun was still afraid.

Waking up in a dream this morning, in the dream, Shen Bei's eyes were out of focus, her heart was ashamed, and then she died in front of her eyes.

The heart beats faster than ever.

This accident made her unexpected, and her emotions of self-blame and fear were intertwined in her heart.

The psychiatrist told her that Shen Bei's depression was caused by traumatic stress disorder, and the specific triggers that triggered the trauma were unpredictable.

She often cries at night, and her heart is full of guilt.

Those guilt included her, Shen Che, and others...

Once a certain thing happens again in the future and touches Pandora's box, God will be powerless.

Beibei herself specializes in psychology, but she can't explain herself.

She didn't want to be like an outsider, watching the scenes in her dreams happen in reality.

She doesn't allow it, she wants her Magnolia to return to its original appearance.

The picture in the dream tingled her nerves, and she hurriedly dialed her phone.

When the long busy tone came, she couldn't help but clenched the corner of the quilt tightly. At that time, she kept praying in her mind.

answer the phone.

Quickly answer the phone.

It's good to let her listen to the voice.

The moment the phone was connected, Lu Qianxun finally settled down.

Shen Bei's voice was soft, soft, and slightly hoarse... as if she had just woken up.

She said, "Chihiro, are you here yet?"

Lu Qianxun was stunned for a while before replying: "No, I just woke up."

The phone she was holding trembled slightly, "Beibei, I'll pick you up at your house later."

"it is good..."

Along with the car, we stopped at the Jincheng Orphanage—House of Hope.

Shen Bei was stunned, blinked, and looked up blankly, "Qianxun, this is..."

"House of Hope."

Chen Zhen opened the back seat door and reached out his hand to signal: "Miss, you can get out of the car, I have explained clearly."

Lu Qianxun and Shen Bei got out of the car.

With surprise on her face, Shen Bei asked, "Why do we come here?"

Because this is where they first met

Lu Qianxun didn't answer, took Shen Bei's delicate hand, and entered the House of Hope together.

The previous dean has passed away, and now a new dean has been re-appointed.

Lu Qianxun asked people to take care of everything. She donated a lot of things to Hope House, and the director was very grateful.

Knowing that she was coming, I wanted to hold a welcome ceremony.

But she refused, and she told the dean her request, just let her move freely in the House of Hope.

She didn't ask Lu Yingwei to follow up with the orphanage, but stayed outside.

The children of Hope House saw the two beautiful sisters with piercing eyes.

Lu Qianxun was wearing a custom-made new Chinese-style black long-sleeved dress with an off-white overcoat.

A head of beautiful hair tied into a ball of buds, a few strands of hair dangling around the cheeks, the whole person is lazy and heroic.

Shen Bei, on the other hand, wore a beige beret on her head, her jet-black soft long hair hung down her shoulders, a woolen migo plaid coat, a beige long skirt inside, and a pair of black Martin boots.

They had never seen such a beautiful sister come to the courtyard, so they were very happy.