The other two people also joined in begging for mercy.
"Yeah, yeah, you go first, we'll line up!"
Originally Zhan Qi Pei wanted to teach him a lesson and leave, but now after hearing these words, a bloodthirsty cold air suddenly filled his face.
Make a call to Tang Yan, "There are a few people here, send them to the police station."
In fact, he had never been in the habit of sending people to the police station before. If he had any grudges or grudges, he would avenge them on the spot by his own means.
But after meeting Qiao Jing, he felt that sending people to the police station was a good habit.
After handling the matter here, Zhan Qipei turned back to look at Qiao Jing.
"Didn't I ask you to wait for me? Why did you leave first?"
Qiao Jing put down her hand and frowned slightly, "I thought you wanted to send her home, after all she cried so much."
"She took a taxi and left."
"Are you relieved too?"
"She is such an adult, why should you worry?" But you, who look like a seductive fairy, are still walking in a sparsely populated night. Isn't this a crime of seduction?
Of course, Zhan Qi Pei didn't say the rest.
"Go back." Qiao Jing turned around and walked towards the car.
As soon as I walked to the car door and was about to open it, I heard a man's voice suddenly coming from behind me.
"You don't need to keep blaming yourself for your mother's death."
Hearing this, Qiao Jing felt an indescribable strange emotion in his heart, and his hand holding the doorknob uncontrollably exerted some force.
Zhan Qipei's keen eyes passed over Qiao Jing's hand, and then said: "Mothers are the greatest and most selfless in the world. They are dedicated to their children and hope that their children will be safe and healthy. Therefore, for any reason,
Mothers cannot give up their children. Thinking about it differently, if it were you, you would do your best to take care of your children instead of being selfish like Qiao Licheng."
Qiao Jing knew what Zhan Qipei said, and his grandfather also said similar things to her...
But she just couldn't get over it...
"I know."
His voice was low and his expression was depressed.
Zhan Qipei took a breath and then said: "She loves you so much and sacrifices her life for you. She loves you so much. If your mother was still alive and saw you like this, do you think your mother would be sad?"
Qiao Jing felt a thump in her heart and lowered her head.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, he opened the door and got in.
Having said this, if she still fell into guilt and self-blame and couldn't extricate herself, he had no other choice.
After Zhan Qipei's eyes stayed on Qiao Jing for a while, he opened the car door and got in the car.
Qiao looked at the snowflakes falling outside the car window and became addicted to it.
"Battle Qi Pei."
Suddenly hearing the girl calling his name, Zhan Qi Pei was a little uncomfortable for a while.
"What's wrong?"
"Can we take a few more detours? I just want to see the snow scene like this." Qiao Jing leaned on her seat and looked out the car window comfortably and quietly.
Zhan Qipei looked at Qiao Jing's appearance through the rearview mirror in the car. For some reason, he couldn't refuse the girl's request.
"good."
Not to mention just a few detours, even a full circle around the imperial capital, he would agree.
Qiao Jing looked at it and closed her eyes unconsciously.
After a moment of darkness, he suddenly saw her walking in the white snow, with snowflakes dancing in the sky.
She was walking alone, in a dark environment with no light. Her field of vision was very narrow, and she could only see the tips of her own toes.
There was no one around, it was so quiet as if time had stood still, not even the sound of falling snowflakes could be heard.
Suddenly, a very warm voice sounded in her ears.
"Little dream..."
Such a gentle voice, it feels so comfortable in my heart...
Qiao Jing slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
A strange thing happened. Originally, her field of vision was so narrow that she could only see the tips of her own toes, but now it is expanding and continuing to expand.
Finally, she saw a woman at the end of her field of vision. The woman was wearing a beige sweater on her upper body and a plaid woolen skirt on her lower body. Her long, slightly curly hair was spread behind her, and her whole person exuded a soft light.
With just a glance from behind, Qiao Jing recognized him.
She had seen this kind of clothing in videos.
"mom, Mom, Mom……"
The woman seemed to have heard Qiao Jing's cry, and turned her head towards her, with a gentle light shining between her eyebrows and eyes that were three-thirds similar to hers.
"Xiaojing, come here, come here quickly, into mother's arms." The woman waved to her gently.
Seeing the woman's call, Qiao Jing couldn't help but run towards the woman.
As she ran, her body suddenly shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally she looked like she was four or five years old, and she fell into the woman's arms.
"Mother……"
Even the voice he calls out is milky.
Qiao Jing realized immediately that she was dreaming.
Just dream, it’s rare to have such a beautiful dream, so let her sink in here for the time being...
The woman squatted and grabbed Qiao Jing's small shoulders, and kissed Qiao Jing's red cheeks painfully on both sides.
"The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Let's go back to the house and mom will make you delicious and nutritious chicken soup."
After the woman brought Xiao Qiaojing into the house, she asked her to sit down first, and then went to the kitchen to serve chicken soup.
Xiao Qiao looked around longingly. This was the country house where she and Grandpa Zhang lived. In her dream, it was the place where she lived with her mother.
The woman brought chicken soup and put it in front of Qiao Jing, "Xiao Jing, try it quickly. Is the chicken soup made by mom delicious?"
"Yeah!" Xiao Qiao held the chicken soup and drank it in big gulps.
She didn't know what it tasted like in her mouth, she just felt extremely happy.
"It tastes great. It tastes so good. Mom, I want another bowl!"
"Okay, mom will serve it for you." The woman lovingly reached out and stroked Xiao Qiao's head, then turned and entered the kitchen.
In a blink of an eye, she went to elementary school. The woman sent her to the school gate every morning and picked her up after school.
The two lived very happily together.
Time flew by and she went to junior high school, high school, and finally college.
The day when the university started came, and the woman stood at the station, waving to her. She sat by the window, reluctantly looking at the lonely woman.
At this time, the woman had reached middle age, and her face had a few slight traces of age, but it still could not stop her tender love for her daughter.
As the train went further and further away, she shed tears of reluctance.
The scene changed rapidly. She got married, put on a wedding dress, and walked into the auditorium with the man. She saw the woman sitting below secretly wiping tears.
Another change, she entered middle age, and her mother was lying on the hospital bed with gray hair, about to end this life fulfillment.
The woman held her hand, her face always filled with the tenderness she was so familiar with.
"Xiao Jing..." The voice was old and weak.
"Mom!" She held the woman's hand tightly, tears falling down.