Dear girl

After Song Xinci left, Xia Yao completely collapsed. With her fingers inserted into her hair, she knelt on the floor in front of the sofa and buried her face in the sofa. Thinking of what happened during the day, her tears were like broken beads, almost exceeding the The sum of all the tears in 23 years.

The whole person is as fragile as a kite in the setting sun, like porcelain that has been covered with cracks and can no longer withstand a little impact.Even a slight push could shatter her to pieces.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Xia Yao feels that everything has become unreal, as if the person kneeling here is not herself, but a picture that appears in a distant place, it may be an alien's TV, or it may be 1000 years later People's imagination of history...Of course, it may also be that once, there was a person kneeling here, who was also so frustrated.

She thought of a daily tweet that she accidentally clicked on during the days when Song Xinci was detained. She repeated that song many times in those three days. Maybe she just wanted to hear something at that time, but now... Wait, it seems that song is playing again, who is singing it?

WhenIgo

(after I leave)

You will be someone new

(You will never be the same again)

You will see the stars come out

(You will see stars appear in the night sky)

You won't feel the pain I've cause data all

(There will be no more pain from me)

……【Note】

seems to be high tide

The sea water came slowly, patting her toes lightly

The cold monsoon told her she couldn't escape the tsunami

There's no one around, it's quiet

That's good, no one will see her cowardice

So, is it possible to be reborn only after falling asleep?

It must be, because there is no escape

So, if you want to live well

I need to close my eyes first

Xia Yao was brought back by a knock on the door. When she regained consciousness, she found herself standing on the balcony, with the cold wind blowing, and a few centimeters ahead, there was the hard, cold, dark ground.

Four stories high.

It turned out to be takeaway.

"Sorry." Xia Yao lowered her head and apologized, it took so long to open the door.

The delivery man smiled, Xia Yao couldn't see his expression, but his voice was very hearty: "It's all right, I wish you a happy meal."

Xia Yao sat on the sofa and made a phone call after a while.

"Lao Yang, I'll go with you to the Middle East."

Then Xia Yao looked for her parents' mobile phone number in the address book, and couldn't help the tears in her eyes. She didn't dare to call, and she didn't dare to go back and take a look.

A text message has been edited for a long time:

【Dad, Mom, I've thought about how to tell you for a long time. I can no longer tell you that this matter is for a confidential training.Sorry for lying to you before.

Now, with such an opportunity in front of me, I hesitated for many days.This is a rare opportunity, and it is almost the ideal of all aspiring colleagues in the industry of daughters, that is, reporting on the battlefield.

It is my honor to have this opportunity, but it is your catastrophe.I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not a filial child, and I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a child... There are many things that I can't tell you about my daughter... In short, this is not an irresponsible decision I made on the spur of the moment.

In fact, war correspondents are not so dangerous, and the working period is relatively short.

I'm leaving soon, don't worry too much about me.

Take care of your health, I love you, tell my grandparents for me. 】

**

After Song Xinci drove the car out, she called to ask which restaurant she was at, and Lao Song told her to eat at home.

Well, it's all the same, the food cooked by Uncle Li and Aunt Chen is better than outside.

She had already changed back to an Aston Martin and parked the car outside the courtyard, and she saw several cars, including father's, second aunt's, and cousin's.

Livelier than New Year's Eve.

Eat faster, Song Xinci said to himself as he walked in, Sister Yao is still waiting for her to go back.

Strange, I didn't see Uncle Li and Aunt Chen when I passed the kitchen. Could it be that they were already eating?

The door of the outer living room was open, and Song Xinci saw the precious ink painting hanging on the wall from afar.

Walking in, I saw grandpa, second aunt, father, and cousin sitting on the sofa.

Song Xinci turned the car key: "Didn't you say that your cousin is back?" Then she realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Song Deyou said with a sullen face, "It's outrageous."

"Huh?" Song Xinci was confused, he didn't want to talk to the old man, and looked at his father, "Old Song, what do you mean?"

Before Song Wentao could answer, Song Deyou began to teach him a lesson: "Lao Song, Lao Song, Lao Song was also called by you."

I'm happy, Song Xinci doesn't like to talk to him, so he still looks at Song Wentao: "Don't tell me I'm leaving."

The second aunt of Song Xinci next to her spoke, with a hint of persuasion in her tone: "Sit down first, sit down first."

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows: "Criticize the conference? Didn't you just get detained for a few days?"

At this time Lu Renjie raised his head and reminded Song Xinci in a low voice: "Xia Yao."

Song Deyou glared at Lu Renjie, with a disgraceful look on his face, he felt ashamed to even say it, so his voice sounded a bit muffled: "Two women, what are you talking about?"

"How do you know?" Song Xinci blurted out and asked, subconsciously, she didn't think coming out was a problem for her, and she was a little curious at first.

Song Wentao took out a stack of photos from the drawer and put them on the coffee table.

"You are not allowed to have any more contacts in the future." Song Deyou waved the photo away with one hand.

One fell at Song Xinci's feet, and Song Xinci bent down to pick it up. It was a picture of them in Liuxia.

What are you doing, Hongmen Banquet?Song Xinci turned around and was about to leave. I don't care if you allow it or not. If you weren't my grandfather, you are an old man whether I miss you or not.

Song Deyou roared from behind: "If you dare to walk out of this room, I won't take care of you, and I can't take care of her."

Song Xinci's heart skipped a beat, and a thunderstorm exploded in his mind. Thinking of Xia Yao's actions tonight, he realized something was wrong after he realized it.She is not a careless person, but the past two days have been too happy, and she gave away the necklace, which is a tactful confession. She thought the matter was settled, so she was a little flustered.

Turning around and looking at her grandfather with a sullen face, her tone was cold: "You went to find her, who told you to go to her."

Song Deyou: "It's my freedom to find whoever I like. In short, I don't allow you to do such humiliating things."

"Heh." Song Xinci sneered, "I will change my surname tomorrow, and I will change my surname to Xue."

Song Deyou glared at Song Xinci: "You bastard."

Song Xinci was also angry: "I'm still an asshole, I'm happy, can you control it?"

The second aunt next to her said, "New words, speak well."

Her tone was flattering, because she kept asking her younger brother for money, even if she was an elder, she didn't have enough confidence.

Song Xinci smiled at his second aunt: "Second aunt, don't worry about it." Polite, polite and alienated.

She and the second aunt are far from being close to the eldest aunt, but her eldest aunt has passed away long ago.

Lu Renjie pulled La Song Xinci's sleeve: "Yes, cousin, talk to grandpa well."

Song Xinci glared at Lu Renjie: "Shut up."

"Why did you talk to your cousin? Do you know what ordering the elders and young is?" Song Deyou stood up from the sofa angrily.

Song Xinci's stubborn temper also came up, and he patted Lu Renjie on the head: "I not only yelled at him, but also beat him."

Lu Renjie: "..." It's none of my business.

But he is not a bad brother, he is quite accommodating to Song Xinci, so he just let her go.

"Sure enough, it's a child born by a mother but not raised by a mother." Song Deyou blew his beard and stared, "Why did he reincarnate into our family?"

Song Xinci was so angry that his face was pale and pale, he clenched his fists, and it took him a while to calm down, forget it, I don't care about you old stubborn, who let me be your granddaughter, count me as unlucky.Take a deep breath, she really has to leave, she is really worried about Xia Yao.

"I should have strangled you in the first place." Song Deyou's curse stuck to her footsteps again, "In case you grow up and do such a shameful thing." Then he looked at his son, "Let you marry another Daughter-in-law, you just don’t want to marry, and you won’t let me hug your grandson, now you can see clearly, girls are all white-eyed wolves, and raising them is for nothing.”

Damn, Song Xinci was completely pissed off, did you still think I was the little girl who was scolded and cried by you back then, turned around and said angrily: "Really, I wish I could become Monkey King, and turn into dozens of grandchildren for you , and then let you hug them and kiss them every day, and then happily take them into the coffin."

Song Wentao stood up and said, "Song Xinci, why did you talk to your grandfather?"

"It's my greatest respect for him to ignore his words." Song Xinci pointed the finger at his father, "I finally understand, no wonder my mother wants to divorce you, anyone else will divorce you."

With a "slap", a loud slap hit Song Xinci's face.

Song Xinci covered his left face, a raging fire was burning in his eyes.

Song Wentao also seemed to be stunned, he had never hit his precious daughter, looked at his right hand, and then at Song Xinci, there was a hint of flattery in his eyes.

He saw a familiar shadow in his daughter's expression, that kind of stubborn temper, just like her mother, mother and daughter are always mother and daughter.

"Oh." Song Xinci straightened up, "I will change my name tomorrow. My surname is neither Song nor Xue. My surname is Dang."

This time he really wanted to leave, but Song Wentao grabbed his wrist.

"Will you let it go?" Song Xinci stared at his father.

"I'm sorry, Dad didn't do it on purpose." But Dad can't help it, one day you will understand that Dad is for your own good, Song Wentao firmly grasped Song Xinci, "I will live at home for a few days."

Song Deyou snorted beside him: "Just send her abroad and let her stop thinking about it."

Song Xinci lowered his head and bit Song Wentao's hand. Song Wentao was in pain, his hand was a little weaker, and Song Xinci took the opportunity to break free and run out.

But no matter how she managed to run, she was pulled back in the yard.

"You guys go first." Song Wentao hugged his daughter, said to the relatives who ran out after him, and then arbitrarily pulled Song Xinci into her east wing, put away her mobile phone, locked her from the outside, and locked her in. in the room.

"Whenever you promise not to look for her again, I'll let you out."

Song Xinci slammed on the door and roared: "You are illegally detained, believe it or not, I will sue you."

"Song Deyou, if you dare to go to her, I will smash all the Bodhisattvas in your family. You are stubborn, you don't recognize me anyway, and you don't care what I do, where did your Buddhist scriptures go?"

"Song Wentao, if something happens to Xia Yao, I won't recognize you as father."

……

After scolding for a while, her voice softened, her hands were swollen, and she already had a crying voice: "Uncle Li, Aunt Chen, open the door for me..."

An hour later, there was no sound in her throat.Thinking of something, I quickly turned on the computer, and the Internet was cut off.

Well, Song Xinci got angry again, smashed from the study to the boudoir, from the boudoir to the bathroom, smashed everything she saw, until the east wing was in a mess, until her hands were covered with blood.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, she smashed most things in the room, and the computer and speakers were not spared.For a moment, Song Xinci suddenly thought of using the music cached locally to make noise, forcing Lao Song to let her out.People living in this neighborhood are all famous people, and it is so close to the tourist attractions of Jingcheng Mansion, it can't be settled.But then she remembered the soundproofing of her walls.Words from the door cannot be spread that far.

After smashing things, smashing walls and doors, and tossing around for most of the night, Song Xinci was completely exhausted. He sat by the door and looked at the blood still flowing from his hands.

Her throat hurt so badly that she could only make a small breathy sound: "Dad, I beg you, Dad..."

The author has something to say: - Hurts "Guilt"

This song is so sad...

A few days ago, writing about Sister Yao's mental state made me feel hopeless... But the author feels that no matter how hard he writes, he will definitely not be able to describe that kind of deep pain.

But everything will be fine, children who are in a bad mood, remember to look forward