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Chapter 216 An Yuanyao and Li Wanran (1)

Liu Xiazhi held a fan and moved her body, perfectly showing the dance she had practiced with An Yuanyao for the past month to everyone present.

From the time Liu Xiazhi could remember, she felt that the family she lived in seemed different from ordinary families.

It's just that when she was young at that time, she didn't understand why her father always looked so condescending when facing her mother and grandmother.

When she entered elementary school, she watched other parents holding their children's hands and sending them to class, but at that time, she only had her father to send her children off to class.

Looking at the group of people around her who were similar to her own age, Liu Xiazhi was a little scared, but because she was being held by her father, she was not so scared for a while.

But...she also wanted her mother to come to the class and stay with her like the other parents around her.

As she got older, Liu Xiazhi would often hear her grandmother talking to her mother in front of her.

[Liu Changqing really can’t hold up the wall, and such a person will never have a big future in his life.]

When my grandmother said this, my mother was expressionless, without any intention of refuting.

In Liu Xiazhi's impression at that time, her father clearly loved her, so why did her grandmother say that...

She still clearly remembered what her grandmother once said to her.

[Xia Zhi, you must understand that your father should not be such a person. Remember... men are just tools, and men without value are like waste. 】

Liu Xiazhi didn't understand what this meant.

She just followed her mother's example, treated her father like her mother, and ignored him. From that time on, she never called Liu Changqing dad again.

Days like this continued until...the day my mother left without saying goodbye.

As if he no longer wanted himself, he pushed himself away indifferently and left the home he was familiar with, regardless of his own cries.

Watching her mother getting into a black car and walking away, she didn't know what happened or why her mother left without saying goodbye.

Why...don't want to be yourself...

At that time, my father had been depressed at home for a long time and had been shutting himself in the room. The whole room was filled with the unpleasant smell of alcohol.

Whenever she ran over to him and asked him in tears why her mother left, the other person would look lifeless and numbly drink the white wine in his glass without saying a word.

Until that day...

My father, who had not come out of the house for several days, opened the door and walked out of the house, came to the room where he was, and stood at the door staring at him blankly.

Looking at myself, it was like looking at a stranger, mumbling nonsense.

"Where...where did this little brat come from?"

Dad is so annoying.

Liu Xiazhi thought this way.

He was dirty, smelled of alcohol when he spoke, and always told nonsense to himself and his brother.

What……

【Who are you two? How can I have a child if I'm not married yet? 】

【I must not have woken up yet.】

[Holy crap, who is the ugly ghost in the mirror? 】

Then, he fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

After he woke up, he slapped his head with one hand, looked at himself and his brother with complicated eyes, and after a long silence, he said those words.

"Although I feel strange, but...from today on, I am your father."

Later, her father gradually became normal, and gradually overlapped with the image of her father in her impression, but it gave her a feeling that something was... different.

Grandma came to her home.

Dad asked himself to go back into the house, but Liu Xiazhi heard the conversation clearly.

It was then that she realized that things were not as she imagined. Then, her mother came to the house and said she would take her to play despite Aunt Lan's obstruction.

However, when she saw that the mother she had always looked up to wanted her to call another person's father.

The yearning I once had for my mother was completely shattered.

At that moment, memories emerged, and Liu Xiazhi gradually remembered how her father had been by her side since she was a child, always caring and loving herself.

When you are sick, stay with yourself all night...

She had not noticed before that the person who had been protecting her and accompanying her had not been her mother.

But dad...

Liu Changqing.

Opening her eyes and waving her arms, Liu Xiazhi showed the audience in front of her the movements that she had practiced hard for a month and that Aunt An had helped her consolidate little by little.

I also showed it to my father and brother who were sitting in the audience.

Standing on one foot and spreading his hands from bottom to top, Liu Xiazhi faced the audience and made the most exciting and difficult move in a normal performance.

She wants her father and brother to see her.

See yourself on the stage!

Liu Xiazhi made the last movement, and the soles of her feet left the ground. She looked at the audience, trying to find her father and brother.

At this moment, her eyes caught sight of a figure that shouldn't have appeared here.

For a moment, my mind went blank.

"Clang!"

The accident occurred, and it seemed that it was due to irregular movements. Liu Xiazhi did not succeed, but instead lay on the stage in an extremely embarrassed state.

For a moment the crowd was in an uproar.

"Xia Zhi!"

Liu Changqing shouted. The moment his daughter fell down, he stopped preparing to applaud to mobilize the crowd and stood up from his position.

The whole person forced himself past the other people around him, squeezed into the aisle, and rushed towards the stage.

An Yuanyao's accompaniment also stopped.

Looking at Liu Xiazhi who fell down in the center of the stage, he hurriedly put down the instrument in his hand, stood up from his seat, held the sides of his dress with both hands, and ran towards Liu Xiazhi's position.

When he came to his side, he looked at Liu Xiazhi who was lying on the ground with a shocked look on his face. He reached out his hand and stroked his cheek, calling softly.

"Are there any injuries?"

"I……"

She didn't expect that she would make such a stupid mistake. Liu Xiazhi's face was full of disbelief. She slowly put her hands on the ground and did not dare to look back at the audience.

She was not wrong.

I just saw it clearly...

"Are you hurt?"

An anxious tone came, and An Yuanyao looked up and saw Liu Changqing holding the edge of the stage with both hands, leaping up and quickly coming to the two of them.

He helped his daughter up and looked at her frightened daughter. Without saying anything, Liu Changqing picked up her daughter on the ground with both hands and said to An Yuanyao beside him.

"Go down and check first."

"Um."

He nodded in response.

After responding, An Yuanyao looked at Liu Changqing and his daughter who passed by her, and hurriedly followed them.

This sudden change made all the audience here unable to react for a while, and most of them stared blankly at the three figures who hurriedly left the stage.

Fortunately, the organizer responded quickly and immediately arranged for the host to come on stage to relieve the situation. Within a few words, the staff behind the host moved the equipment that had just been brought to the stage.

Following the host's words, the next contestant is also sitting and preparing to work.

Li Wanran looked at it.

Watching the performance that had returned to normal order, I sat in silence for a long time. Finally, I got up and walked towards the place where the three of them disappeared.

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