After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

After Qian Jiahong finished speaking, there was some silence between the two. Lin Sisi rubbed her itchy arms and occasionally glanced at his profile out of the corner of her eyes.

He was still the same as before, and even when he talked about these things, he did not show any unusual emotions.

Lin Sisi bit her lip and spoke slowly: "Qian Jiahong, don't be sad."

Qian Jiahong snorted and laughed, mixed with the sound of the fountain, and said with a smile: "I'm not sad. Lin Qizhe also got the corresponding retribution for what he did. How could I be sad?"

Lin Sisi pursed her lips, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

It seems like no amount of comfort will help.

The two were silent for a long time, and then Lin Sisi asked again: "Qian Jiahong, was it Lin Qizhe's instructions that Lin Xiaohan took you away at that time?"

Qian Jiahong was stunned and shook his head.

Lin Sisi pouted a little sullenly: "Then you shouldn't hate her. I feel like you blamed Lin Xiaohan for some of the mistakes when you were talking about these things, but if you think about it carefully, it shouldn't be difficult to find that Lin Xiaohan is actually a victim. She certainly didn't expect her father to be such a person. She must be very sad to know the truth. After all, why should children bear the consequences of adults' mistakes?"

Qian Jiahong was depressed for a long time after hearing this. For some reason, she felt that what the little girl said was quite right. She knew that Lin Xiaohan was innocent, but the strange thing was that her father was Lin Qizhe, the bad guy who killed her mother. She could not tolerate this and could not let it go.

Because of this, his father's health has been deteriorating day by day. Now he has cancer, which is already in the late stage. He still refuses to cooperate with the treatment...

All this was caused by Lin Qizhe. It was all Lin Qizhe's fault.

"If you were me, you'd understand."

At this moment, Lin Sisi didn’t know what to say. She always felt that she had said something unnecessary.

Indeed, I should not criticize Qian Jiahong's behavior from the perspective of a passerby. If this incident really happened to me, I might be as painful and sad as him.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Lin Sisi apologized in a low voice and sat there feeling a little uneasy. She felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was too depressing and wondered whether she should change the subject.

After thinking for a while, she thought of her own affairs, so she rolled her eyes and said, "Qian Jiahong, I remembered the novel I read a few days ago. Do you want to know the content of it? I can tell you."

Qian Jiahong nodded. He had no reason to reject the girl.

Lin Sisi spoke slowly, "Once upon a time, there was a girl. She is the heroine in this novel. She is very outstanding and has good academic performance. Her family places their hopes on her, and she is working hard to become outstanding. She has a very good aunt, but when the girl grew up, she gradually found that this aunt never appeared again. After the girl started a company, one day she found herself in a car accident, and her soul was directly reborn into another girl. Later, through investigation, she found that her death was manipulated and arranged by her aunt. However, the girl who knew the truth did not feel much hatred. She was only puzzled and confused, and she has not yet untied the knot in her heart. Then one day she met the male protagonist who had the same experience, um..."

When she said this, she scratched her head, not quite sure how to continue.

Qian Jiahong said: "What a bloody novel. I should read less of it in the future."

Lin Sisi's mouth twitched: "..."

This incident was indeed a bit cliché, but it happened to her. What could she do? She said this just to comfort him, but in the end she still got scolded by him. How hateful.

Lin Sisi cleared her throat and continued, "Oh, anything is possible, and it's just a novel, so who cares if it's bloody or not."

Qian Jiahong automatically ignored her words and asked, "What about the subsequent plot?"

He frowned and thought, could it be the novels he bought last time? What kind of author could write such a stupid and bloody drama and even publish it? He was a little confused as to why the threshold for publishing such a novel was so low.

Lin Sisi smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I haven't read the rest of the content yet, so I don't know for now. I'll tell you when I go back and read it."

Qian Jiahong said nothing.

Lin Sisi blinked and moved closer to him, asking, "Just tell me what I just said. When the heroine found out that her aunt killed her, why didn't she feel hatred, but only doubt and confusion? You know, when I saw this part, I couldn't understand it. If it were me, I would definitely hate this aunt to death. If it were you, how would you feel?"

Qian Jiahong turned his head and looked into Lin Sisi's sparkling eyes, and said calmly, "You have read the original novel, so you should know clearly. Only the heroine in the novel would understand why she is confused and puzzled. If it were me, I would definitely not choose to forgive."

Lin Sisi curled her lips, thinking that Qian Jiahong's answer was too professional. He actually kicked the question back to him like a ball.

But she just didn't understand. After all, she was the heroine of the story.

She leaned her elbows against her legs, held her chin with her hands, and said sullenly, "But I don't understand. I just wanted to ask you, but you asked me instead. How could I understand..."

Qian Jiahong looked at the somewhat depressed little girl, with slightly curly hair draped over her shoulders. She looked like a small and soft ball sitting next to him.

He thought about it seriously, and then said, "How does the author describe the heroine? For example, the things that happened when the heroine was a child, and the environment around her."

Lin Sisi thought back to her childhood and briefly said, "The heroine was gloomy and quiet when she was young. She had no friends and was always alone. Her parents enrolled her in many cram schools. She only knew how to study hard every day. Even the gifts she received on her birthday were test papers. Later, she gradually lost interest in birthdays..."

Qian Jiahong was silent.

Which author wrote this heroine so miserably?

After Lin Sisi finished speaking, she turned to Qian Jiahong and winked, "Doesn't this heroine look a bit like you? You don't talk to your classmates, and neither does the heroine. You also study hard, and so does the heroine. Don't you think you are destined to be together?"

She narrowed her eyes when she said this.

Qian Jiahong said calmly, "No." Then he asked, "What about the heroine's aunt? Has she ever given the heroine any benefits?"

Lin Sisi was a little disappointed, but still answered seriously: "Well, when the heroine was a child, her aunt would come over every week and secretly bring her a lot of snacks, so I...the heroine liked her aunt very much when she was a child. She was like the only light shining through the ruins."

Qian Jiahong looked at the little girl and always felt that the little girl was not talking about the content of a novel, but rather telling her own story.