She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 1246 She Doesn't Want To Forgive You
Half a month of confinement is not too heavy to be honest, but 14 years old is the most sensitive period for these things.

In the third memory, the stubborn little girl curled herself up in the corner as soon as she returned to the room, but those eyes kept looking at the door frequently.

But until the end of the half-month confinement, the person called her adoptive father did not show up. When she went to the Miscellaneous Hall to collect this month's monthly case in a daze, she was told that her monthly case had been suspended.

Although the monthly routines are pitifully small, whether they have or not is related to her basic food and drink problems.

She was wronged in her heart, but now it comes to the issue of lack of food. It was the first time she yelled at others, which she would never do in the past.

Because she felt that she was the child of her adoptive father, even if he ignored her, she couldn't make her adoptive father be looked down upon by outsiders because of her relationship.

Maybe the other party didn't expect that she would get angry, but was caught off by her aura for a moment, and tremblingly told her Nangong Zhengyang's orders.

At this moment, even if it was just a memory, Qianqiao seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak.

The girl in my memory didn't say anything after listening. She just curled her lips in a self-deprecating manner, then turned and went back to the room alone.

It was also from that day on that she became a bad boy in others' mouths, making trouble in class, and making sarcasm about her peers.

Only Qianqiao knew that even though that stubborn little girl was smiling, she was crying silently in her heart.

The last memory was after she got poisoned, and it was also the moment before she recovered her memory.

She watched her curl up on the bed in pain due to the poisonous hair, but even at this time, she did not shed a tear, but at the last moment of losing consciousness, she habitually glanced at the door.

As the last memory disappeared, a tear fell from Qianqiao's eye socket.

At this moment, Qianqiao finally merged with herself in this world, and she naturally knew clearly that the girl who was her but not her was her last wish.

She can forgive everyone, but only this person in front of her, she can't forgive, and she doesn't want to forgive.

"Qiaoqiao, why are you crying?"

Nangong Zhengyang, who had been carefully observing Qianqiao's expression since he finished speaking, saw the girl burst into tears, and hurriedly reached out his hand to wipe the tears off her face, but the other party gently avoided her.

Nangong Zhengyang's hand froze in mid-air like this, and he paused for a few seconds before withdrawing it awkwardly, fearing that Qianqiao would be embarrassed, so he made excuses for her.

"Blame me, I forgot to bring out a handkerchief in a moment of urgency."

"No need, Nangong Zhengyang."

After Qian Qiao made a sound to stop the other party from taking the handkerchief, she raised her hand and wiped the tears off her face with the back of her hand.

"What did you say?"

Nangong Zhengyang's smile just froze on his face. He had heard the other party calling his name countless times in his dreams.

But the girl in the dream smiled at Yan Yan, seeing the dazzling light flashing in his eyes, not like now, just looking at him lightly, as if... looking at a stranger?

This thought made him feel more and more uneasy. In order to alleviate this uneasiness, he directly reached out and grabbed Qian Qiao's arm. Seeing that the other party did not avoid it this time, he just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, so he listened to the other party's words.

"She said she didn't want to forgive you."

"she?"

Nangong Zhengyang was a little confused by Qian Qiao's nonsensical words, and he was even more confused when he heard the other party's next sentence.

"A stubborn little girl who has been waiting for you for more than ten years."

　small theater:

　　Qian Qiao: Why do I have the illusion that I am mentally divided?
　　Leng Yan: Then don't I have two wives?

　　Mo Yun/Nangong Wenqing/Nangong Jun wait for the alternate male lead (suddenly realize): So it can be calculated like this!

　　Yin: Hmph, according to what you mean, don’t I have three? (plus Qianqiao's Bodhi wood predecessor)
　　Leng Yan: Makes sense, then I have three too~ (plus Qian Qiao’s previous life)

　　The rest of the alternate male protagonists: ... (What's the matter with the sudden jealousy? Forget it, let's just copy the guy!)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)