When the household registration book was taken away by Jiang Hao, his heart suddenly felt empty.
I looked at Xia Qiu, who just got off the plane and followed Jiang Hao, half of her body was protected by the man without a trace.
There was a look of tiredness on her face, even if she saw me handing over the household registration book to Jiang Hao, she probably still had some confusion.
After a few months of absence, even though I met her online, I still couldn't help being a little excited when I saw her again. I really wanted to hug her, but I still held back.
She no longer needs me by her side.
My positioning for her is probably what you need, so I am here. Xia Qiu can probably also feel this attitude of mine, so there is always a kind of pity and tolerance for me if there is anything in the attitude.
Although I like her tenderness very much, I know that all this is because she thinks that I treat her like this because I was saved by her.
But where is this an era when repaying gratitude is popular
Not even me.
The father who liked to drink and beat me died of alcohol when I was ten years old, and then I was placed in an orphanage.
Perhaps it was a coincidence, when I was packing up, I found one of his suicide notes.
Cold-bloodedness and indifference seem to be innate in my bones. I calmly opened the suicide note, and then saw the so-called truth.
The suicide note said that the girl I envied and I were half-sisters. My mother has always been in love with someone else's husband, and one time she got a chance to get that man drunk and conceived me.
I calmly tore up the suicide note, just like I once calmly watched "father" cry and down the bottle of alcohol.
In the next ten years, my goal has always been to climb to the top of the Xia family, and I am determined to tell the man who plans the strategizing of the Xia family with a cold and indifferent attitude, that I am also your daughter.
I don’t need any remorse or anger from him, just a look of shock is enough to comfort me for the days and nights when I was desperately studying and struggling.
However, I still failed.
There is one thing that even Xia Qiu doesn't know.
In fact, after the plane crash, the strategist left a suicide note.
It turned out that he had seen through everything a long time ago, and even foresaw Jiang Yu's ambitions. He apologized to me, and then confessed his selfishness.
As long as the Xia family is still there, the happiness that Xia Qiu longs for can still be realized in the Jiang family. He handed Xia Shi to me, hoping to use Xia Shi to appease my grievance and anger.
But how can there be such an easy thing in this world? !
I locked myself in the apartment for a day and a night, and then tore up the suicide note. When I came out, I happened to attend the funeral of a man.
Amid so many people's entanglements and faces, Xia Qiu, who was kneeling in the mourning hall in a black dress, lowered her head pale and hopelessly, her thin figure seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool, and would be swallowed up by darkness at any time.
In my memory, Xia Qiu should be as bright and brilliant as in my memory, but when did she become like this
At that moment, I suddenly understood the intention of the man who became the memorial tablet in the mourning hall to write such a suicide note.
Living in this world is too boring for me. He not only handed over the Xia family to me, but also handed over Xia Qiu to my hands.
The Xia family is not mine, but Xia Qiu's.
And Xiaqiu is mine.
But now, standing at the airport, I watched Jiang Hao unabashedly protecting Xia Qiu by his side, his domineering and composed appearance clearly took Xia Qiu to heart.
Jiang Hao and I are of the same kind. From the first day we saw each other, this kind of cognition has been in each other's hearts.
He held Xia Qiu in one hand, took the household registration book out of my hand, and then smiled at me, "Thank you."
Those eyes are clearly guarding against and declaring one's own territory.
I lowered my eyes and couldn't help laughing.
If I really have that kind of thought for Xia Qiu, how could it be Jiang Hao's turn
However, even though I thought so, my heart was still a little empty.
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