First Miss Badass
Leg 65: Seeing Senior Students Suicide Right In Front of The Eyes
Chi Jiao smiled indifferently the entire time. “OK, Dad. I'm a little tired. I want to go up and rest first.”
“Alright, alright. Continue.” Chi Mingwei watched him leave.
“Hmph, what do you mean tired? I thought he couldn't understand the painting, so he had no choice but to go.” Chi Ze snorted.
When Zhu Limin saw Chi Mingwei frowning miserably, he quickly scolded Chi Ze before he could. “Little Ze, you can't talk like that.”
More precisely, at least he should not have said it in front of Chi Mingwei.
Chi Mingwei really liked that little jal*ng. If they said too much and made him angry, they would all be unlucky.
“Dad, ignore Little Ze. Tell me quickly. Do you like this painting?” Chi Yan hugged Chi Mingwei's arm and waited for her reply expectantly.
“Of course I like it. Yanyan, you are very considerate,” Chi Mingwei said as she patted her head.
Chi Yan smiled and leaned his head obediently on Chi Mingwei's shoulder.
So what if Chi Jiao is liked? He did not know what his father liked in the end, and he also did not have the money to buy an original AN painting!
It's just the beginning. He would make Chi Jiao gradually understand the difference between them!
“Of course Yanyan attention. Hubby, I think we should quickly frame this painting and hang it in the living room. This is AN's real job. If a guest comes to our house and sees this painting, we will look good in their eyes,” Zhu Limin suggested vigorously.
“Yes, we have to frame this painting properly. Otherwise, it's a pity that if it's dirty and damaged,” Chi Ze said as he stared at the painting, unwilling to shift.
When the family said this, they all had smiles on their faces. They look for the frame with pleasure and put ink and wash the painting in the most attractive position in the living room.
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The next morning, Chi Jiao went to school early.
She also did not go to school with her sister today. Chi Jiao walked sadly on campus, past the high school building.
Chi Jiao was deep in thought until she suddenly heard a scream.
Chi Jiao involuntarily stopped and stared at the roof.
With a roaring sound, Chi Jiao could faintly see a figure descending from the sky. Accompanied by a very loud explosion, it hit the marble floor in front of him.
Immediately after, the sound of broken bones entered Chi Jiao's ears. He looked helplessly as blood splattered everywhere. A girl in her school uniform looked like a butterfly with broken wings as she lay in a pool of blood.
Blood splattered everywhere, and one drop fell on Chi Jiao's face.
On the snow-white face of Chi Jiao, fresh blood bloomed calmly like a bloodthirsty mandala flower.
The moment he came into contact with the blood, a large amount of memories that did not belong to Chi Jiao appeared before his eyes.
It was the memory of this girl who jumped from the building. In the dim basement, he could smell the scent of blood mixed with sweat. His body was covered in blood, and in front of him stood a man with his back facing the light.
“I beg of you. Huhuhoo. Let me go.” The senior's sad plea sounded. With a glance at this memory, Chi Jiao faintly felt that the figure of the man who was abusing this schoolgirl seemed familiar.
Before Chi Jiao could see it clearly, the memories of this girl's previous life contained within a drop of blood stopped abruptly.
And around him, it was already a mess.