C537 Little Lion

"Haha." He laughed very happily, "Are you praising me?"

A new gentleman uncle also came over and asked Ding Dong. "What kind of animal am I?"

Ding Dong blinked and blurted out, "Goldfish!"

"My mouth isn't bulging, and my eyes aren't bulging. Why do you say that I look like a goldfish?" Uncle Gentleman also revealed a look of confusion.

"Don't be afraid." Ann Qianxi touched her head and Chi Shaojun smiled at her. He looked at his watch and signaled Ann Qianxi that he should go. "Okay, clank clank clank. Let's stop here today. Auntie will come back to play with you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." The toot kid had just learned how to talk when he slowly answered with a round voice. Ann Qianxi touched her head and tucked the corner of the blanket for her. She then left. When she reached the door, Chi Shaojun was very considerate and helped close the door.

"That girl just now seemed to be very afraid of me."

"Clank, clank, clank?"

"Yes."

Wang Yao nodded. "No, she's just afraid of strangers," Wang Yao said.

"Oh." He seemed to be deep in thought, "Then which uncle just now..."

"Oh." He took a deep breath. At this moment, the elevator door opened with a "ding" sound. Chi Shaojun bowed to Ann Qianxi and then entered the elevator.

At 8 PM, Du Du Du and Dong'er went home.

Through the glass bed, Ann Qianxi saw that both the children and adults were laughing so hard that they were all leaning back and forth.

She was also smiling. Ann Qianxi felt her body split open and the earth's crust moved quickly. The glaciers of the two extremes melted and everything was spring. Her eyes were full of prosperity.

Perhaps Ann Qianxi's expression was full of motherly radiance. Chi Shaojun was also laughing at Ann Qianxi. It had been a long time since Ann Qianxi and the others heard such laughter.

Dudu rode Chi Shaojun's neck. She wanted to stop him but was stopped by Chi Shaojun. "Look, they are really happy. It is rare for children to be happy. Why do you need to be?"

In order to make the children laugh, Chi Shaojun wore a pink dress that made Dong'er giggle.

"Dad, hahaha, you are so fun! Hahaha!"

Dudu clapped his hands and applauded. Because he had a child, Chi Shaojun had a very good temper. He danced and jumped down. Ann Qianxi played a song called "Blue and White Porcelain," which made the surrounding people laugh.

In the misty rain, Ann Qianxi put her hands in her pockets and walked on the streets in the spring rain. Occasionally, when the wind blew, she could not help but shiver.

Ann Qianxi took a deep breath and tidied her hair. She opened Wang Kai's diary from before.

His title page wrote: Xin. Every time you flip through this page, Ann Qianxi wants to hug you.

June 3, 2011

What is true freedom? Ann Qianxi thought that Ann Qianxi did not deserve to have it in this lifetime. Ann Qianxi bumped into someone and Ann Qianxi was finished. No, to be exact, Ann Qianxi and the others' lives were finished, Liu Qin.

January 24, 2012. It was a cloudy day.

It snowed strangely late this year. I wandered aimlessly in the park near my house for three hours. It was almost time. I returned home. Before I entered the house, I put on a smile again. The moment I pushed open the door, my eyes sparkled. "Mom, I'm back."

Mom prepared dinner for me. She called her friends and relatives in the village and told them that I had gone home for winter vacation. The reason I had to tell them about such a trivial matter was that the university that I was admitted to was different from the others.

During the small talk, there was no mention of Huaqing University in between the lines.

Ever since I got into Huaqing University, my mother's world seemed to have opened a window. I knew that my hard work made her feel proud and proud in front of the people around her.

If she knew that I didn't go to school, or even touch the school gate of Huaqing University, those little stories were compiled by me. I couldn't imagine what kind of reaction my mother would have when she found out the truth.

Every day, she would stay up all night and sleep in the early hours of the morning. Her mother was on the other side of the wall. Because I came from Huaqing University, I was proud of my bright future, and I hid under the covers and cried all night long.

I couldn't stand this kind of pressure. I really want to leave, Qin.

March 5th, 2012, sunny day.

Qin, seeing you today, we chatted a lot. I finally told someone what I had been suppressing in my heart.

I thought I would cry in front of you, so I held it in.

You patted my shoulder and said to me, "With brothers here, there's no need to be afraid.

I saw something different in your eyes.

Idiot, I know you like me. I've always known.

You introduced me to a new job, but I didn't go. I used the remaining money to buy you a present, and I rented a room for the rest.

I like the sea, but I have to go to the south. I can't see it until summer, and it costs so much money. I don't have money. I can't wait. I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to survive the winter at the last moment.

Perhaps, this lifetime won't pass.

After returning to my room in the hotel, I gently closed the door and locked it. Then, I pushed the bedside table against the door.

I took out 150 sleeping pills from my pocket. I only got them after running to 15 pharmacies. Because of the rules, each pharmacist was only willing to sell me 10 pills.

I heard on the Internet that as long as I had 30 pills, I could die by swallowing sleeping pills. In order to ensure that everything was safe, I decided to swallow 150 pills.

I lay on the bed and quietly felt the approach of death. I thought back to the strange tone of Marilyn Manson's "Sucide," the low tone of despair, and the subcide ispainle...

Suicide was not without pain, the song was wrong.

I felt a pair of hands tightly gripping my neck. My head was like a rubber ball, and there seemed to be a drill in my stomach, piercing through my fragile and sensitive nerves.

Later on, I didn't know whether it was my stomach or my stomach. Anyway, they twisted together and rolled around me. My blood gradually turned cold, and I didn't even have the strength to move my fingers.

Before I died, I saw a lot of people. I saw the old man who was killed by us. He was covered in blood.

Ann Qianxi closed Wang Kai's diary. She closed her eyes, thinking about Chi Shaojun's father's death and the devil Wang Kai. Let them be in the past.

Perhaps Chi Shaojun loved her in a way that she did not understand. She did not need to beg anymore. She was very happy now. She would stay away from those dark people's past because Chi Shaojun was there.