"Lingling, be good, don't... cry, take good care of yourself. Mom can't... accompany you anymore. Mom... is worried... about you..."
Sun Huifang was dying on the hospital bed. Her lips were bloodless, her cheeks were sunken, and she was so thin that her skeleton could be seen. She had been lying in the hospital bed for a long time. Even with the careful care of her daughter Qiao Jinling, her whole body was still broken by several bloody holes, even if she moved slightly.
, will also bring about heart-piercing pain.
"Mom, you will get better. Don't leave me. Please, I'll call the doctor. You must hold on!"
Qiao Jinling's eyes were filled with tears. She had just rushed to the door of the ward when the door suddenly opened with a "bang" and hit the bridge of her nose hard. Warm liquid flowed and she wiped it with the back of her hand. It was bright red blood!
"Hey, you're crying before you die? Aren't you still alive? It's a bit early to cry!"
A woman with heavy makeup and a voluptuous figure walked in, stepping on stilettos and twisting her waist.
"Wang Xiaojiao, what are you doing here?!"
Qiao Jinling gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"I came here, of course, to see how you and your daughter go to hell! Hell! After pretending for so long, you have to let me see how you die, right? Hahahaha..."
With a proud look on her face, Wang Xiaojiao swayed her waist, approached Sun Huifang on the hospital bed, slid her long pointed nails across her face, and said softly: "Auntie, you don't know, right? The money for your medical treatment is your daughter's chance of giving up a promotion.
In exchange, haha... you feel so distressed, right?"
Panting heavily, Sun Huifang struggled to lift herself up from the hospital bed, hoarse: "You... are lying!"
"Hahahaha, if you don't believe me, just ask this top student. Tsk, what a pity, what a great opportunity, how many nights do you have to stay up!"
Wang Xiaojiao held her head high, raised the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were provocative and wild.
"Lingling! Is what she said true?!"
Sun Huifang was furious and patted Qiao Jinling's back hard, wanting an answer, but her daughter's face was full of tears and blood, and she didn't say a word.
"Lingling, Mom knows you have been through hard work these years, why did you save me? If I had known it would drag you down, I might as well have died now!"
Sun Huifang struggled to pull out the needle on the back of her hand, and was about to turn over and get out of bed, but her legs were so thin and weak that she knelt down on the ground with a pop, rolled her eyes, and felt that she had no air to breathe out.
"Wang Xiaojiao, why are you doing this?!"
Qiao Jinling supported Sun Huifang, her eyes were bloodshot and she was trembling with anger. She always thought that Wang Xiaojiao was sincere to her and spoke softly to her, but she didn't expect that she turned into a snake and a scorpion.
"You are so stupid. You believe everything I say. We have no father and we are in the same boat. Do you believe this nonsense?"
"Back then, my father almost raped your mother, but he failed. Unexpectedly, he was severely beaten and shot! It's all you who made me lose my father since I was a child! It's all your fault!"
Wang Xiaojiao tugged on Sun Huifang's empty hospital gown and sneered: "If my dad were still alive and saw you looking like this, I wonder if he would be able to talk about it?"
"Stop confusing right and wrong here! It's his fault! You are not allowed to touch my mother!"
Qiao Jinling screamed, blood flowed from his nostrils, and he looked ghastly.
"Also, when your father went to the mountains and fell into a trap and died, it was actually the stone I threw into the pit that hit his head. The blood was bleeding, yes, just like yours now!"
Wang Xiaojiao kept stimulating Qiao Jinling. When Sun Huifang heard this, she broke away, stretched her arms, and looked up to the sky in grief: "Her father, you must die..."
He couldn't take a breath, his body stagnated in the air, his head tilted, and he died unwillingly!
"Mom! Mom! Mom!"
Qiao Jinling was so distraught that she turned around and wanted to pinch Wang Xiaojiao's neck, but was kicked down and the sharp stiletto heel stabbed the back of her hand mercilessly.
"Qiao Jinling, your mother is dead anyway, so you might as well die too! Follow your mother to hell. I will be kind and reunite your family of three!"
Wang Xiaojiao used force on her feet, grinding her heels hard, as if she wanted to poke a hole in Qiao Jinling's palm.
Qiao Jinling panted heavily, with only one thought in her mind -
"This is the murderer who killed my father. Even if I die, I will take the murderer with me to hell!"
Qiao Jinling stood up suddenly, grabbed Wang Xiaojiao's neck, and pushed her all the way to the window. Without any hesitation, the two of them turned over and fell quickly.
The wind blew, and Qiao Jinling's senses suddenly seemed to slow down many times, and what he saw was magnified a lot.
When she was a child, her father told her that dead people may not be reincarnated as adults or animals, but may also be reincarnated as a gust of wind or a cloud.
When you hear a certain sound or see a certain scene, your heart moves. It may be a deceased relative greeting you.
Qiao Jinling didn't believe it in the past. After so many years since his father's death, there had never been a gust of wind like him, but now he believes it.
If she had it to do over again, she would definitely save her father!
Suddenly, a golden light appeared in front of her eyes, which was so piercing that she could not open her eyes.
Can she still go to heaven with such a low-profile life?
Before she had time to think about it, a sudden gust of wind swept her into the golden light, spinning her around. She was so dizzy that her body suddenly sank and she fell into the mud pit.
The rain plopped down on her body, the pain was clear, and the voices of two children could be heard in her ears.
"Maodan, why can't she move? Could it be that she was beaten to death?"
The boy's voice was high-pitched and thin, and there was fear hidden in his tone, without the arrogance of the beating just now.
"It's okay, Goudan, look at her belly still moving and she's panting."
The girl named Mao Dan had a slightly rough voice. Although she said so, she still kicked Qiao Jinling in the mud puddle with her toes.
"It's really boring. It stopped moving after just a few hits. It's not as durable as the puppy at home."
Goudan was a little disappointed.
"Forget it, he's such a dead dog, there's no point in fighting him."
"No, I have to kick her a few more times. Sister Jiaojiao said she has to hit her hard, or she won't give us candy."
The conversation between the two suddenly woke up Qiao Jinling. It was on this rainy afternoon in 1985 that she was injured by these two children when she was less than 6 years old.
Her mother, Sun Huifang, took her to the health center for bandage and did not bother to look for her father, Qiao Qianqian. When she found him, he had already died in a pothole on the mountain.
Qiao Jinling stretched out her hand and yanked Goudan's ankles. With a "squeak" sound, Goudan lost his balance and fell into the mud puddle.
His front teeth happened to hit a big rock, and the blood mixed with the rainwater was terrifying.
"Mom~ah~I'm going to die~"
Goudan opened his mouth and cried. Qiao Jinling let go of her hand and got up from the mud puddle. Her hair was soaked, and some strands were stuck to her forehead.
She grabbed two tendons of Goudan's vest, which was so tattered that it could be torn with just a little force.
"Why did you hit me?"
"It was...Wang Xiaojiao asked us to fight..."
It’s Wang Xiaojiao again! This time let’s settle old and new scores together!
Qiao Jinling approached Goudan and said in a deep voice: "If you dare to attack me again, I will beat you to death!"
"Yeah, we don't dare to do that anymore~"
The two siblings were shaking like chaff. They didn't understand that this coward who used to be a coward without making a sound seemed to be a little different today.
Pooh!
——I thought I was a tough guy, but it turned out that the air leaked when I was scared. If I had known, I would have beaten him back when I was a child.
Qiao Jinling felt a little regretful.
Some people, if you let them, they will think that you are vegetarians, do not kill, and treat yourself as a soft persimmon. Now that she has restarted her life, let's see who dares to bully her again!
She didn't dare to delay for too long. She had to quickly find her mother and go to the mountain to rescue her father. Did Wang Xiaojiao take action? If it was later, she would be too late!