Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

It turned out that he wanted to form a clique.

only……

Xia Lingge took a bite of the eggplant box he was holding, while Si Cheng lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"Why are you still hesitating?" Xu Jiajia raised the beer and looked at them coldly, "Do you want to cause cancer to death?"

Xia Lingge swallowed the last mouthful of the eggplant, put down the bamboo stick and wiped her hands: "Of course I don't want to, but..." She stopped and looked at them quietly, "You said Qin Sheng Group is the culprit? Hypocrites who cannot be trusted, what about you? How can I believe that what you say is true or false?"

'boom--'!
It was the sound of beer cans hitting the ground.

"Believe it or not, no one is forcing you to believe it." Xu Jiajia stood up in a hurry, glaring at them with wide eyes, "Don't think that you can do anything after playing two or three games. If you have the ability, you can do anything." Just hold on, and don’t come crying and begging us when you’re really going to die!”

"Jia Jia."

Chen Liang called her with a headache.

Xu Jiajia glared back at him with a look of hatred, kicked down the beer can at her feet, turned and walked downstairs.

Zhao Tiancheng looked left and right, and said to Chen Liang: "Don't worry, I'll go and persuade Sister Jiajia."

Chen Liang nodded.

After Zhao Tiancheng and Xu Jiajia left the table, the entire rooftop became even more deserted. Chen Liang picked up two more skewers of barbecue and put them in front of Sicheng and Xia Ling: "I understand your concerns, so I don't plan to persuade you any more. You can just be nice." Think about it, working with me is much better than running into each other like flies. And..."

He looked at Si Cheng with some deep meaning: "If nothing else, your sister Si Ruan also participated in that internal test."

Sicheng was immediately horrified.

The orange-red sunset quietly sets on the horizon, and the rich night darkness replaces the bright fire clouds. The dark sky is full of stars, decorated with thousands of lights, warm and ordinary.

After leaving the outdoor barbecue, Si Cheng said goodbye to her. Xia Lingge walked slowly home along the street, and when she opened the door, she smelled the aroma of rice.The light in the kitchen was on. Xia's father was wearing an apron and was busy slicing meat and frying vegetables. When he saw her coming back, he smiled and said, "You're back? Wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Xia Lingge didn't know what he was doing. At this time, he would have already packed up his things and returned to the police station. How could he wait for her to come back, let alone cook for her.

Two plates of food had already been placed on the table, one with tomatoes and scrambled eggs, and one with garlic and rapeseed. They smelled quite fragrant, but that was how they looked... It should be this black paint color.

"There's also a stew, here it comes."

Xia's father quickly put the ceramic basin on the table. His fingers were a little red from the heat. He hurriedly shook it and said to Xia Lingge expectantly: "Have a try, dad's new stew."

Xia Lingge glanced at him, picked up a piece of meat that looked like meat with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth and chewed it twice.

"How is it?" Father Xia asked expectantly.

Xia Lingge nodded: "Yes, I can eat it."

"You can't praise your father." Xia's father picked up the fat meat and put it into his mouth unconvinced. Before chewing it, his throat began to reject it. He hurriedly spit it out, "Why is it so salty and a little bitter? Why did you still eat it?"

Xia's father slapped away the chopsticks Xia Lingge was holding and said, "You sit down first, and dad will cook some dumplings for you."

"Don't bother, I've already eaten." Xia Lingge straightened up and said slowly.

Xia's father paused: "Ah... I've eaten..." Xia Lingge said: "Because usually, you have already returned to the police station at this time. I didn't expect you to cook for me at home." She pulled He opened the bench on the left and sat down slowly. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Father Xia silently took off his apron and sat down on the bench opposite her: "I...let me think about what to say first."

"Not in a hurry."

Xia Lingge picked up the stacked porcelain bowls, scooped a spoonful of rice into the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a bite of sour eggs, and stirred them to eat.

Father Xia was a little stunned, "Didn't you eat it before?"

Xia Lingge didn't look up: "I can have another meal."

Father Xia laughed softly, but then he lowered his head and became even more silent.He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pushed it in front of Xia Lingge. Xia Lingge took back the mobile phone and skillfully unlocked the password. The page that came into view was the chat history between her and He Zhinian, and the photo of the rose watch was unusual. appeared clearly before my eyes.

She raised her eyes to look at him.

"You also have this watch, right?" Father Xia asked in a low voice.

Xia Lingge looked at him: "Yes."

Father Xia's voice was even deeper: "Then now..."

"Wear it." Xia Lingge took over what he didn't say.

Father Xia reached out and patted his head twice as if he was in great confusion and pain: "How long?"

"It's been a month or two." Xia Lingge couldn't eat anymore after two mouthfuls of cooked rice. He took out two paper towels and wiped his mouth, and asked, "Is there something wrong with this watch?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Father Xia asked instead without answering her question.

"Tell you what?" Xia Lingge was puzzled. "It's a watch. I don't think there's anything I need to tell you."

Moreover, even if she said that she would connect reality and virtual games, would he believe it?

Xia Lingge looked at his father's face, he was worried about the vicissitudes of life, and his brows were furrowed as if he was in distress. This expression did not seem like he knew the secret of the inner case of the rose watch. He must have paid attention to the rose watch for other reasons.

She remembered that her father was brought back by the city to investigate the case, her eyes flashed, and she asked, "Is it related to the case you are investigating?"

Xia's father nodded, but didn't say much. He stared at Xia Lingge with complicated eyes, his deep eyes seemed to be filled with some pain. He turned his hand and put a plastic bag in front of Xia Lingge.

Xia Lingge knew what was inside without opening it. It was a hospital certificate confirming that she had apathy.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Father Xia asked the question again.

"I don't think there's anything I need to tell you." Xia Lingge answered what he just said again.

The father and daughter fell into an unexplainable silence.

Xia's father crossed his fingertips, lowered his head and whispered softly: "When your mother was pregnant with you, you suffered from severe labor bleeding, but at that time I was out on a mission. When I finished the mission and rushed back to the hospital, I only saw the infant. You didn't have time to say a word to your mother."

"Your mother loves you very much. She often sent me messages when she was pregnant with you, saying how caring and beautiful her baby girl would be and how much she would love her. So the moment I saw you, I I swear, I will pass on your mother's love to you so that you can grow up without any worries."