"Let Ah Jiu see Liao kill me, let Ah Jiu feel anger, hatred and even despair in his heart. And I will not die. I can even be with him forever after all this is over..."
Anthony looked up at the camera closest to him, and Qian Xiaojiu, who was in front of the computer, received Anthony's comforting and pitiful eyes, but he couldn't even smile reluctantly.
All of this was actually a scene arranged by Ye Feihan!? Xiaojue knew all the truth back then, but she was willing and even ruthless to do this scene for Ye Feihan!
Does she know how that scene, that nightmare that was just a play for her but an abyss of despair for herself, destroyed her life? From then on, the trajectory of her life changed direction... From then on , all that was left in her life was revenge, and from then on... she became a tool that could only kill people...
But it turned out that it was all just a joke.
Qian Xiaojiu had already expected that the truth might be cruel, but when the real cruelty came, she still couldn't bear it!
Qian Xiaojiu shed tears silently, staring at the woman on the screen who should have been lost early in the morning but was still alive, her heart filled with sadness and pain.
If He Lianqing hadn't been holding her hand, she thought, she would never have been able to sit here, watch all this, or even accept the reality of it all.
"Qian Xiaojue, this scene has ended a long time ago. It's time for you to wake up from this nightmare!" Anthony put out the cigarette butt, and Qian Xiaojue on the sofa suddenly woke up covered in sweat.
She stared blankly ahead, as if she was dumbfounded, slowly absorbing and digesting everything she had just seen again.
A stormy wave of memories hit her hard, and she covered her eyes and started screaming...
Qian Xiaojiu stood up with the help of Helian Qing. Locke sat there motionless with heartache. Even he couldn't accept this fact, let alone Qian Xiaojiu?
She was only eleven years old at that time, but she had already become the object of someone else's design. The person who designed her was none other than Qian Xiaojue, the one who made Qian Xiaojiu willing to sacrifice everything, including youth, health, happiness, ordinaryness and sincerity. The sister who avenged her death actually designed herself in this way! What should Ajiu do?
Locke looked worriedly at the backs of Qian Xiaojiu and He Lianqing as they left. They did not go anywhere else, but to the study downstairs.
Qian Xiaojiu pushed open the door in front of her, and Anthony stood in front of the window, smoking heavily. Qian Xiaojin, no, it was Qian Xiaojue who huddled in the corner of the sofa, covering her face and crying. With.
When she heard the door open, she looked up in horror. When she saw Qian Xiaojiu's cold and heartless eyes, Qian Xiaojue rolled off the sofa in tears and knelt on the ground, unable to say a word...
"Anthony, let's talk." Qian Xiaojiu just said this coldly, then turned around and left.
Qian Xiaojue staggered up from the ground and ran towards Qian Xiaojiu with weak hands and feet. Helian Qing's face darkened and he had already hidden Qian Xiaojiu in his arms. He turned sideways and let Qian Xiaojue Qian Xiaojiu's body could not be seen.
Qian Xiaojue knelt on the ground in sadness and despair, looking at Qian Xiaojiu. Although she was hiding in Helian Qing's arms, she knew that Ah Jiu was there.