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Chi Jiao always had an indifferent smile on her face, "Well, Dad, I'm a little tired. I want to go up and rest first."

"Okay, let's go." Chi Mingwei watched Chi Jiao go upstairs.

"Hmph, why are you tired? I think she can't read paintings, so she has to go?" Chi Ze snorted.

Seeing Chi Mingwei frowning unhappily, Zhu Limin quickly rushed in front of him and scolded Chi Ze, "Ozawa, you can't talk like that."

To say, at least it can't be said in front of Chi Mingwei, Chi Mingwei likes that little slut so much, talking too much makes Chi Mingwei angry, and they all have bad luck.

"Dad, don't worry about Ozawa, tell me quickly, do you like this painting?" Chi Yan put her arms around Chi Mingwei's arm, waiting for his answer.

"Of course I like it, Yanyan, you have a heart." Chi Mingwei said, raised his hand and touched Chi Yan's head.

Chi Yan smiled and leaned her head on Chi Mingwei's shoulder.

So what if Chi Jiao is favored, she doesn't know her father's preferences, and she doesn't have the money to buy an authentic copy of an!

Everything is just the beginning, she will let Chi Jiao slowly understand the gap between them!

"Yanyan certainly has a heart. Husband, I think we should quickly frame this painting and hang it in the living room. This is an authentic work by An. If a guest comes to our house and sees this painting, our faces will be bright. " Zhu Limin suggested with a bright face.

"Yes, it's time to frame this painting, otherwise it would be a pity if it gets dirty or damaged." Chi Ze said, his eyes stayed on the painting and didn't want to look away.

The family said this with a smile on their faces, happily looking for a frame, mounting the ink painting, and hanging it in the most conspicuous place in the living room.

Chi Jiao was not interested in seeing the happy expressions of those people when they hung up her paintings, so she took a shower and went to bed early.

The next morning, Chi Jiao went to school early.

I couldn't go to school with my brother today, Chi Jiao walked on the campus depressed and passed the teaching building of the senior grade.

Chi Jiao was wandering all the time until she suddenly heard someone else's scream.

"Is that a person standing on the roof? Wait...how did you jump down?" There were other people's voices full of panic, followed by a scream.

Chi Jiao subconsciously stopped and looked up at the roof.

With a swoosh, Chi Jiao vaguely saw a figure descend from the sky, and with a loud bang, crashed onto the marble floor in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, the crisp sound of broken bones broke into Chi Jiao's ears. She watched helplessly as blood splattered everywhere. A girl in a school uniform seemed to be a butterfly with broken wings and fell into a pool of blood.

One of the splattered blood landed on Chi Jiao's face.

On Chi Jiao's snow-white face, the blood was like a bloodthirsty mandala, quietly blooming.

The moment she came into contact with the blood, a large piece of memory that did not belong to Chi Jiao appeared in front of her eyes.

That was the memory of the girl who jumped off the building, the dark basement, the smell of blood and sweat mixed, her body was covered in blood, and there was a man standing in front of her with a light behind her back.

"I beg you, woo woo woo, just let me go." Senior Sister's mournful begging voice came from her ear. Chi Jiao peeped at the memory and vaguely felt that the figure of the man who abused the female student looked good. look familiar.

Before Chi Jiao could see clearly, the memories of her life carried by the blood came to an abrupt end.

And all around her, there was already a mess.

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