Chapter 21 Her Secret

Why does she just provoke you and not others?

If she scolds you, just scold her. Why do you want to hit someone?

Mom is already very tired, please don’t cause trouble for me anymore, okay?!!!

After being ignored in childhood, neglected and reprimanded for no reason, as a victim of his mother's grief, eleven-year-old Xu Qiu still tried to love his mother.

Like every ordinary child in the world, after suffering grievance, she told her only blood relatives about the cause and effect, and did not ask the other party to help her get justice, but only asked for a verbal comfort.

But no, Xu Xiao, who was busy with her career, had already come out of her grief, but was worried about her daughter's introvertedness and incompetence. She forgot that the reason why Xu Qiu became like this is because she did not treat her well when she was young, so she viciously scolded her daughter who had a fight after arguing with others, locked her in the room to reflect.

When Xu Qiu recalls it now, he can still remember the house clearly little by little.

The Xu family’s villa is in a wealthy area in the south of the city.Her room is on the second floor, and through the balcony you can see the roses and mint in the back garden.

She squatted in the corner. From morning to night, Xu Xiao ordered the servant not to open the door for her. For the whole day, Xu Qiu didn't even drink a sip of water.

At night, it was very dark and cold.She didn't turn on the light, but just curled up for a whole day and night with her eyes open.

She bit her ten fingers and was bleeding, and she couldn't figure out what she was wrong.

Maybe she was wrong, she was Xu Xiao’s daughter.

At the end of the matter, Xu Qiu went crazy with his mother for the first time in his life, and it was the last time.

Xu Xiao asked the servant to open the door. When she saw her hand, she was frightened. She refused to let anyone get close. She hysterically dropped everything around her, and then said her answer to her mother heart-wrenchingly:

Because she was a slut, she only provoked me; because she deserves to die, why should she bully me? Only when she dies can I go to school well, so I beat her.Because she deserves to die, she deserves to die!!!

Because she is mean, because she deserves to die.It's that simple.

At this point, Xu Qiu gave up the ability to think and regret, or lost this ability.

Before this, she would reflect on the strange eyes of the people around her if she was not doing well enough; she would feel sad and regretful when her mother believed rumors and scolded her for killing her father due to depression; she would try to reduce her presence when her classmates around her laughed at her for not having a father in exchange for their kindness.

She has been reflecting quietly, taking all the mistakes on herself and pleasing the world, but she still has nothing to do.

The classmate, neighbor and servant still hypocritically used her life experience as topics for conversation after dinner, and the mother still looked at her coldly. Her only friend gave her a doll on her front foot, and she could share her secrets and pain with others on her back foot.

...What? I hated Xu Qi the most before. She was not pretty and weird, and she didn't look like her mother at all.If her family hadn't had the big business and my mother had to let me play with her, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to her.

Fakes are all fake.It's not for money, it's just for her to play with it.

Xu Qiu killed the doll and killed the stupid one who easily believed that others would be sincere to her.

On the day when the confinement ended, Xu Qiu had a high fever. After a serious illness, she seemed to be unable to cry. She became more introverted than before. Apart from her lifeless expressionless face, she just smiled very fake at first glance.

She turned into a mean freak, and no matter what happened, she would never think it was her fault again.She learned to curse people, and the scolding was dirty and uglier, and every word was so vicious.

They no longer approached her, they began to fear her, and she was very happy.

After so many years, the scene that looked so similar to that happened again. Xu Xiao asked in a call why he fought with the Chen family's daughter in public, and Xu Qiu still answered the same way.

Even though Xu Xiao's tone was not the sharp questioning of the past, but was cautious.

Xu Qiu still said: Because she is a slut, because she deserves to die.

Mother’s love is so important to children. A mother should be the closest and most important irreplaceable person for a daughter to be in her life.

But unfortunately, Xu Xiao never understood her daughter. She always forgot that no matter how introverted and weird Xu Qiu was, she would never be humble and provoke others.

On the other end of the phone, she was silent for a long time because of her words. Maybe the other party remembered something. After a moment, Xu Qiu could only hear the woman's suppressed and choked cry.

Xu Xiao seemed to want to say something, but Xu Qiu had already hung up the phone.

Someone called the police in the cafe and Xu Qiu, who was not dressed in dishevel, was taken home by Xie Yong after finishing the transcript.

As soon as she hung up the phone, the sound of the door opening came from the entrance. Xie Yong came in with a bag of new clothes and placed it in front of Xu Qiu.

The man's voice was gentle: Go take a shower and change your clothes.

Apart from that, he asked nothing, and his eyebrows were very calm, after witnessing Xu Qiu's madness as he hit someone.

In fact, Xie Yong himself was amazed at how high his tolerance for Xu Qiu. In the past, he was very tired of such irrational people and such troublesome things, but today in the cafe and police station, he was left with the instinct to stop Xu Qiu and protect her.

She was brought in by him and he couldn't watch her be bullied.

Xu Qiu lowered his eyes from beginning to end, took the clothes without saying a word throughout his life, and found Xie Yong's bathroom with a familiarity.

After hearing the faint sound of water, Xie Yong exhaled a long breath of turbid air, sat heavily on the sofa, and rubbed his temples with his eyes closed.

What's wrong with him?

It was Xu Qi who hit someone, but when he saw the helplessness and pain that was not easy to detect in her eyes, and when he saw her unable to control her emotions, his first reaction was heartache.

Before getting off the car, when he helped Xu Qi untied his seat belt, he saw the medicine vaguely exposed in her bag, Fenaine and chlorpromazine. Other names that were more complicated, he didn't remember it.

He searched a little and found that it was the medicine for treating mental illnesses. At that moment, he suddenly understood the reason why the other party was silent.

Looking back at her contact with her during this period, it seems that she can see some clues that she often looks like an alien who cannot integrate into the public, moody, and her behavior and language occasionally make people incredible.

She had a secret, perhaps that secret brought her this disaster and Xie Yong was making random speculations.

The sound of water stopped, and Xie Yong's thoughts also came to an abrupt end.

Thinking that he was also splashed with water, and it would take a while for Xu Qiu to dry his clothes, Xie Yong took off his wet top, threw it on the sofa, and had to go back to the bedroom to change it.

As soon as he walked to the door, the bathroom door facing the bedroom was opened with a squeak. Xu Qiu was wearing only a suspender skirt, with a little water droplet on his shoulders and neck, and his hair was soaked.

Xie Yong subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but then he realized that he was a man, so he put down his hand embarrassedly.

Xu Qiu's eyes flashed: ...Where is the hair dryer?

………

Xu Qiu has an antisocial personality disorder, and often lacks shame.

She felt that she had looked and touched Xie Yong's whole body. There was no need to be embarrassed, but Xie Yong seemed to be unnatural. When she was standing outside the bathroom separated by dry and wet bathroom, the other party stood next to the washing machine far away from her and threw the clothes in, and his ears were still red.

Xu Qiu observed Xie Yong's reaction through the mirror of the sink in front of him, but quickly withdrew his gaze the second before he looked over, leaving only the corner of his eyes to continue looking at the other party.

Xie Yong did enough psychological construction and looked at Xu Qiu, first of all, was attracted by her clothes.

He bought the long suspender skirt she wore, but he remembered that he bought a whole set, which should have a warm close-fitting lining inside. Because he was afraid that she would be cold, he bought an extra knitted cardigan, but now she only wears this suspender.

Xu Qiu's body is very thin when wrapped in ordinary clothes that are not shaped all year round, but it is shining white.

With a full waist, her breasts were just as delicate and cute. Fortunately, she was quite tall, her slender arms and round shoulders were like flawless beautiful jade, which was so pleasing to the eye, but a hint of displeasure flashed in Xie Yong's eyes.

Mixed with the sound of the hair dryer, Xu Qiu didn't know how to hear Xie Yong ask: ...Aren't you cold?

Xu Qiu turned off the hair dryer and didn't look back.

The central air conditioner in the house is always on, how come it is cold?

Xie Yong didn't say anything, picked up the coat from the bag and walked over, handed it to Xu Qiu, put it on, don't blame me for being incompetent when I get sick.

Xu Qiu was not wearing it, and the water drooping from the ends of the wet hair dripped on Xie Yong's hands. It was obviously cold, but it seemed like a hole was burning in his heart.

He simply put his coat on Xu Qiu and took the hair dryer on her hand.

The hair dryer is powerful and is larger than the average.

When Xie Yong bought it, he never considered that a girl would pick it up.

He had a illusion several times just now, and Xu Qiu's thin wrist would not be able to withstand its weight.

It's not what you use, don't use it badly.That's what he said.

Xu Qiu turned around subconsciously, and then her ears were occupied by hot wind and messy sounds. She looked at Xie Yong clumsyly and grabbed her hair and placed it in the air outlet, not as skilled as she was.

When the blow was half dry, Xie Yong spoke again:

Why did she scold you so much in the cafe today?He looked down at her, why did she say, "You ruin other people's feelings?"

He wanted to know, but he didn't know why, he just wanted to.

Xu Qiu looked up at Xie Yong, his eyes did not dodge or dodge, and his expression did not even have a trace of strangeness: Are you worried about me?

Xie Yong paused, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and immediately denied: No.

Then are you jealous?Xu Qiu asked directly, but her expression was still so calm and she was not shy, as if she was asking about her.

Xie Yong stopped blowing, his eyes avoided, his voice raised a little, and he gritted his teeth slightly: No.

But Xu Qiu suddenly turned his face and approached the left side of Xie Yong's chest.

The moment she noticed her approaching, Xie Yong's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes were stunned, and his breathing was slightly stagnant, so he didn't have time to retreat.

He could only hear the girl standing upright and smilingly asked: ... This is not true, that is not true.But Xie Yong, your heart beats very fast.

Are you lying?