Wind Rises in Dragon City

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Blood dripped from Qiuqiu's cheeks onto the clean floor in streamlines.

Father You stood beside him, watching his daughter's heart ache, a feeling that only parents can experience.

"I'll tell you to sit down." An Qiqi sat aside, her pretty face was calm, her voice was calm.

Father You's face flushed red, he slapped the table heavily with his palms, bent over and sat back on the chair.

An Qiqi turned her head to look at Qiuqiu with sharp eyes.

Holding the knife tightly, Qiuqiu said in a trembling voice, "Isn't that enough?!"

An Qiqi didn't reply.

"Okay, don't you just want to relieve your hatred? I'll fulfill you!" Qiuqiu's expression was both horrified and crazy, holding the knife in his right hand, and poking at his cheek again.

"puff!"

Agitated, Qiuqiu slashed open his left cheek with a knife, his flesh was ripped apart, and his nose was deformed by the knife point.

"Okay?!" Qiuqiu asked with a growl.

An Qiqi still didn't respond.

"Pfft!"

Qiuqiu closed his eyes and stabbed himself for the third time. His left cheek was completely festered, blood oozing from his nostrils and blood, and his teeth could be vaguely seen in the blood hole visible to the naked eye.

The blood was flowing all over the ground, Qiuqiu was limp and sat on the ground: "I was wrong...you go around me! Please, I really don't know what to do...or, you say, I How many times you stab yourself, you can vent your anger, you can relieve your hatred, can you say the number?!"

Qiuqiu's emotions really collapsed, and she actually didn't have the courage to stab herself again.

An Qiqi looked at her, and slowly got up: "Do you think I hate you?"

"No... isn't it?" Qiuqiu said with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes.

An Qiqi looked at her, and said in a trembling voice, "You and Wang Ying have known each other for almost twenty years. We grew up together and shared our joys, sorrows and joys together. I naively thought that apart from my family, you are me. My closest relatives. Even when I was frustrated in society, I could tell you a lot of things that I couldn’t tell my parents. So, for me, it’s too thin to only talk about hatred. Unfortunately, my previous Life was a failure. I lost everything I cared about in almost a month. I didn’t really grow up until Wang Ying wanted to kill me, and you framed me in the joint police department.”

Qiuqiu stared at her blankly, her bloodshot eyes filled with tears.

"Do you think I'm taking revenge on you?" An Qiqi looked at her, "I really wish I could still have this kind of emotion, but unfortunately, my mind is full of reason now."

Qiuqiu's eyes were astonished, as if he didn't understand this sentence at all.

An Qiqi paused: "Looking at you poking yourself three times, it has nothing to do with hatred, relief, or revenge. I am the daughter of Anzecheng, and my family situation is very complicated. Today, you stabbed me I cut a knife and said a few nice words, and I didn't react. Then tomorrow, any cat or dog would dare to use me to threaten my parents! You are my best friend. Be afraid! Only then will you know that once you fail, you will pay an unimaginable price!"

Qiuqiu stared blankly at An Qiqi, speechless.

"When I was in Bana City, I was put on my head by more than a dozen guns. After going through all this, would I still talk about hatred?" An Qiqi picked up her backpack: "I don't hate anymore..."

After finishing speaking, An Qiqi pointed to Father You: "I have estimated your family's assets. I want 10 million. If you pay, your daughter won't have to go to prison for the rest of her life. With this amount, you won't be able to go bankrupt. At most, it will just hurt a little." .”

Father You clenched his fists tightly, held back for a long time and replied, "Yes, I'll give it!"

An Qiqi turned around and left, never looking at Qiuqiu who was slumped on the ground.

…

afternoon.

An Qiqi took a military vehicle and arrived at the entrance of a barber shop in Longkou District.

This barber shop is not big, only sixty or seventy square meters inside and out. The haircutters are a father and son.

There are not many customers in the barber shop, and the decoration and furnishings also have the taste of Shanghai during the Republic of China.

There are some memories of An Qiqi here. When she was in love with Gou Liuzi, the latter often came here to cut round inches.

At that time, An Qiqi was eating snacks, sitting next to Liu Zi, looking at his phone while arguing with him, living a carefree, happy and warm life.

"Boss, cut your hair." An Qiqi shouted with a smile.

"Please sit down!" The master came out and greeted softly.

The bright sunlight came in from outside, An Qiqi finished washing her hair, sat obediently on the chair, and looked at herself in the mirror very quietly.

The old master came over with the scissors that had just been sharpened, and slowly combed her hair.

…

In the evening, after five o'clock.

Anzecheng was sitting at home smoking a cigarette. After listening to the guard's narration, he frowned and said, "It's what you deserve! There's no right or wrong in this matter, only the price! You go."

"Yes!"

The guard left, turned and walked outside.

An Zecheng flicked the cigarette ash, turned to look at his wife next to him and asked, "How do you think Qiqi will be arranged?"

"I don't understand her now." Yu Zhen shook her head: "The current situation is so tense, I definitely can't let her go back to Washington. Originally, I planned to let her find a school in Longcheng to study and kill time. , but she seems reluctant and does not want to talk about it."

An Zecheng sighed: "Oh, I have affected the child."

"There's nothing you can do about it." Yu Zhen took a sip of tea: "I mean..."

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

An Qiqi's crisp voice sounded, and she walked in from the outside with a pretty face full of smiles.

An Zecheng raised his head and was stunned~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He saw that his daughter's long black hair had been cut...and turned into ear-length short hair.

The breeze was blowing from outside, An Qiqi's hair fluttered, she asked with a smile: "Dad, Mom, how are you doing? Does it look good? Does it look a lot more refreshing?"

Anzecheng was silent, his eyes filled with distress.

"It's pretty." Yu Zhen replied with a smile: "It's also convenient to take care of."

"Hey, I think so too." An Qiqi trotted to the side of her parents, put down her backpack and said, "I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?" An Zecheng looked at her and asked.

An Qiqi pursed her lips: "I want to join the army and apply for a formal military academy."

When the couple heard this, they were all dumbfounded.

The cruel experience in a short period of time made An Qiqi reborn from the ashes, just like the phoenix cub, who has to go through the hottest flames and endure all kinds of pain before he can finally spread his wings in the blue sky...