Blood dripped from Qiuqiu's cheek onto the clean floor in a streamlined pattern.
You's father stood nearby, watching his daughter's heartache. Only a parent can understand that feeling.
"I'll let you sit down." An Qiqi sat aside, with a calm expression on her pretty face and no waves in her voice.
Father You's face turned red, he slapped his palms heavily on the table, bent down and sat back on the chair.
An Qiqi turned to look at Qiuqiu, his eyes sharp.
Qiuqiu clutched the knife and said in a trembling voice: "Isn't that enough?!"
An Qiqi didn't reply.
"Okay, don't you just want to relieve your hatred? I'll help you!" Qiuqiu's expression was both frightened and crazy. He held the knife in his right hand and stabbed himself in the cheek again.
"puff!"
Qiuqiu was so excited that he opened his left cheek with a knife. The skin and flesh were opened, and his nose was deformed by the tip of the knife.
"Okay?!" Qiuqiu asked with a roar.
An Qiqi still didn't respond.
"Pfft!"
Qiuqiu stabbed himself for the third time with his eyes closed. The left cheek was completely ulcerated, with blood oozing from his nostrils and blood. In the visible blood hole, teeth could be faintly seen.
Blood flowed all over the floor. Qiuqiu was paralyzed and sat down on the ground: "I was wrong...you can go around me! Please, I really don't know what to do...otherwise, you say
, how many times I stab myself, can you vent your anger, can you relieve your hatred, can you tell me the number?!"
Qiuqiu's mood was really broken. She actually no longer had the courage to stab herself with a knife.
An Qiqi looked at her and stood up slowly: "Do you think I hate you?"
"No...isn't it?" Qiuqiu said with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes.
An Qiqi looked at her and said with a trembling voice: "You and Wang Ying and I have known each other for almost twenty years. We grew up together and shared our joys and sorrows together. I once naively thought that apart from my family, you were all me."
The closest relatives. Even when I was frustrated in society, I could tell you a lot of things that I couldn’t tell my parents. So, for me, just talking about hatred is too thin. Unfortunately, my previous
Life was a complete failure. I lost almost everything I cared about within a month. It wasn't until Wang Ying wanted to kill me, until you framed me at the joint police station, that I really grew up."
Qiuqiu stared at her blankly, his bloodshot eyes full of tears.
"Do you think I am retaliating against you?" An Qiqi looked at her: "I really hope that I can still have this emotion, but unfortunately, my mind is full of reason now."
Qiuqiu's eyes were stunned, as if he didn't understand this sentence at all.
An Qiqi paused: "Looking at you stabbing yourself three times, it has nothing to do with hatred, venting anger, or revenge. I am the daughter of Anze City, and my family situation is very complicated. Today, you stabbed me
If I stab you and say a few nice words, I won’t have any reaction. Then tomorrow all the cats and dogs will dare to use me to threaten my parents! You are my best friend. The worse your outcome, the more miserable those people will be.
Be afraid! Only then will you know that once you fail, you will pay an unimaginable price!!"
Qiuqiu stared at An Qiqi blankly, speechless.
"When I was in Bana City, I had more than a dozen guns put to my head. After all this, can I still feel hatred?" An Qiqi picked up his backpack: "I no longer hate it..."
After saying that, An Qiqi pointed at You's father: "I have estimated your family's assets. I want 10 million. If you pay for it, your daughter will not have to go to jail for the rest of her life. With this amount, you can't break the bank, and it will only hurt you a little."
.”
Father You clenched his fists tightly, held it in for a long time and replied: "Okay, I'll give it!"
An Qiqi turned around and walked away, not even looking at Qiuqiu who was lying on the ground.
…
afternoon.
An Qiqi took a military vehicle and arrived at the entrance of a barber shop in Longkou District.
This barber shop is not big, only sixty or seventy square meters inside and out. The masters who cut hair are a father and son. They also followed the Zhou Clan Corps and came to Longcheng through the Nanhu Migration.
There are not many customers in the barber shop, and the decoration and furnishings have the flavor of Shanghai during the Republic of China.
There are some memories of An Qiqi here. When she was in love with Gou Liuzi, the latter often came here to have her hair cut.
At that time, An Qiqi was eating snacks and sitting next to Liuzi, looking at her mobile phone and bickering with him. Her life was carefree, happy and warm.
"Boss, get a haircut." An Qiqi shouted with a smile.
"Please sit down!" The master came out and greeted softly.
The bright sunshine shone in from outside. After washing her hair, An Qiqi sat on the chair obediently and looked at herself in the mirror quietly.
The old master came over with the newly sharpened scissors and slowly started to take care of her hair.
…
In the evening, around five o'clock.
An Zecheng sat at home and smoked a cigarette. After listening to the guard narrating the incident, he frowned and said, "You deserve it! There is no right or wrong in this matter, only the price! You go ahead."
"yes!"
The guard left, turned and walked outside.
Anzecheng flicked the ashes from his cigarette, turned to look at his wife next to him and asked, "How do you think we should arrange Qiqi?"
"I'm a little confused about her now." Yu Zhen shook her head: "The current situation is so tense, we definitely can't let her go back to Washington. Originally, I planned to let her find a school in Longcheng to study and kill time.
, but she seems reluctant and doesn’t want to talk.”
Anzecheng sighed: "Oh, I have affected the children."
"There is nothing we can do about this." Yu Zhen took a sip of tea: "What I mean is..."
"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"
An Qiqi's crisp voice sounded, and she walked in from outside with a smile on her pretty face.
An Zecheng looked up and was stunned. He saw that his daughter's long black hair had been cut off... and turned into short hair that reached her ears.
The breeze blew from outside, and An Qiqi's hair danced. She smiled and asked: "Dad, Mom, how are you doing? Does it look good? Doesn't it look a lot refreshing?"
Anzecheng was silent, his eyes full of heartache.
"It's pretty." Yu Zhen replied with a smile: "It's also easier to take care of."
"Hey, I think so." An Qiqi trotted to her parents, put down her backpack and said, "I have something to discuss with you."
"What's going on?" An Zecheng looked at her and asked.
An Qiqi pursed her lips: "I want to join the army and apply for a formal military academy."
When the couple heard this, they were all stunned.
The cruel experience in a short period of time allowed An Qiqi to be reborn from the ashes. Just like the phoenix cub, it had to experience the hottest flames and endure all kinds of pain before it could finally spread its wings in the blue sky...?