Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

Xu Jinchao's question almost made Song Jiao's heart skip a beat.

The tip of the water pen accidentally pokes the napkin, and there is a small dot on the face of the new villain.

Song Jiao couldn't care less about the ugly little **** paper. She had asked Xu Jinchao many times, asking for the promise of eternal companionship, but it was the first time Xu Jinchao asked such a question.

After the sudden blankness of her mind and heartbeat, she couldn't help but give birth to some tiny delusions of beauty, but she couldn't even believe it or confirm it.

Song Jiao's lips moved, but she didn't immediately give a guarantee. Even though she was already screaming fiercely in her heart to quickly agree to the other party, what she spat out was a rhetorical question.

"...Why do you ask that?"

Xu Jinchao's expression was a little confused. This was not a fraud. She really didn't know why she asked Song Jiao such a question.

Alpha shook his head: "I don't know either, forget it, when I didn't say it."

She lowered her head, but Song Jiao was very anxious and refused to end the conversation like that. She reached out from across the table and grabbed Xu Jinchao's palm.

This attracted Xu Jinchao to look at her again, and also gave Song Jiao the opportunity to read the expressions of the other person.

Omega couldn't help hating her meticulous observation ability. She was disappointed to see that Xu Jinchao didn't seem to have the kind of meaning she longed for.

Although she knew that her delusions had come to nothing, Song Jiao still asked Xu Jinchao to think about it again and give herself a slightly positive answer.

"You are, you want to stay with me all the time, don't want to leave me, don't want me to go, is that so?"

Xu Jinchao looked at Omega's beautiful little face with prayer, she could see from this expression the kind of fear that had arisen spontaneously in her, like a mirror of emotions, reflecting the exact same her.

She suddenly realized why Song Jiao always asked over and over again in the past, hoping that she could guarantee to stay. She must have been in a similar mood at that time as she is now, and she didn't want to let her spiritual sustenance fly away and become a lonely person again.

Xu Jinchao felt a dull pain in his heart, and immediately said, "Yes, I think so."

This is the firmest response she can give to Song Jiao so far. She longs to live with each other all the time. Maybe two lonely people who accompany each other will be able to eliminate many involuntary depressions.

Song Jiao showed a slight smile.

Xu Jinchao couldn't understand the meaning behind this smile, he only felt sour and sweet, which was a hundred times more complicated than his current mood.

Omega took a deep breath and said to Xu Jinchao, "It will only be you who abandon me, not me."

It was a heavy and bitter promise, and she put herself in a low position, uttering this one-way humble oath to reassure her alpha.

At this moment, Song Jiao understands Anita in "Sun Lake" very well, why she would be Estella's loyal guardian, appear when the other party needs it, and leave after the other party regains confidence in life.

Everything is just because of love. They all adore a perfect savior, and they deeply understand how small and timid they are. They can only do their best to please the people they like, and long for a little luck from fate.

She really didn't wish she was Anita.

But Song Jiao could clearly see that Xu Jinchao's eyes did not seem to have the kind of warm feelings he had for her.

Song Jiao was not too depressed. She still found some relief. Alpha was also inseparable from her, afraid of being left behind.

She really didn't want the other party to suffer like this, so she solemnly promised her that she would hand the scepter symbolizing abandonment of power into her palm.

This is extremely passive for herself, but some things are really impossible to force, so she would rather make the person she likes more comfortable first, which is all Song Jiao can do.

Xu Jinchao wanted to refute something, but Song Jiao shook her head at her, and Omega said softly, "Don't be afraid."

This is the first time that she has spoken words of comfort and comfort. Previously, Xu Jinchao told her not to be afraid, but now Song Jiao felt relieved when she changed positions.

There was still a bit of unrequited sourness in her heart, but she finally confirmed that Xu Jinchao did have some kind of attachment to herself, no matter the reason, it was still a slightly pleasant fact.

She can even smile calmly, no longer having to force herself, but smiling quite calmly.

Recessing has become extremely easy for her now. Song Jiao suddenly realized that she only needs to take the most difficult first step backwards, and she can quickly adapt and start running with big strides, getting further and further away from the bottom line before.

She let go of Xu Jinchao's hand, turned her head slightly, and pointed her fingertips to her neck.

"If you're still worried, you can wear a collar to lock me and hold the chain in your hand. Of course, this has to be behind people and cannot be exposed. After all, I am not only representing myself, but also my friends recording this. overall."

Song Jiao had thought about the appearance of wrapping a leather collar around Alpha's snow-white neck. Who would have guessed that this was the first time she had spoken out about this imaginary action, but it was applied to herself.

She saw that Xu Jinchao's unease only came from lack of security, so she hinted with this half-truth joke:

I am willing to obey you wholeheartedly.

Although Omega's tone was already quite casual, it was infinitely close to a joke.

But her eyes didn't hide anything, and she looked directly at it, making Xu Jinchao shocked by the seriousness contained in it.

[Xu Jinchao] The fierce eagle, who was unable to subdue with all his efforts, gathered up his wings soaring in the sky, lowered his head and attached it to himself, and even handed over the sharp claws that he depended on for predation, and took the initiative to teach himself to lock the chain, Just for her peace of mind.

Xu Jinchao suddenly lost the ability to speak, and the mouthpiece that was eloquent in the past was at a loss for a while, and could only desperately refuse by shaking his head, but he could not convey any other information.

Song Jiao didn't care about the other party's feedback, she was very comfortable now, and she was still in the mood to continue making promises to Alpha in a chatty tone.

"Well, although you don't want to do it now, I reserve the right to dictate my actions privately and arbitrarily. If you think about it again, you are welcome to execute it at any time."

She blinked at Xu Jinzao, picked up the black water pen again, and continued her graffiti on the napkin.

Song Jiao followed her intuition and stepped back, and finally regained her peace after throwing everything away.

She felt great, and it felt good to not have to rack her brains to think and fight. No wonder Yu Lan always liked to lie down and just let things develop freely.

It is really much more comfortable to be a rotten salted fish than to work hard, of course, it is only limited to his unrequited love for Xu Jinchao.

She quickly drew the little girl who planned herself and Xu Jinchao in the future on the tissue.

Because the two mothers in the painting were already holding hands, I had to feel sorry for the "good girl", and a villain stood beside the adults alone.

But Song Jiao thought about it, and her conscience was still uneasy.

He quickly added a playmate holding hands to her, a strange-looking little girl who also wore a skirt, so that the poor little girl would not be alone.

After everything was drawn, Song Jiao showed the napkin to Xu Jinchao again.

Although Xu Jinchao was in a state of confusion, he couldn't help pointing to the new and unfamiliar character: "Who is this?"

She thought that Song Jiao might say something like 'our second child', but she didn't expect Omega to introduce:

"I'm a good friend of my good daughter. I haven't figured out her identity. In short, the baby is happy."

The last time Song Jiao disliked the ugly children she painted, now she has added two ugly mothers, and the whole family's painting style has become harmonious, and she has changed back to a good-looking daughter again.

Xu Jinchao was amused, and her originally suppressed mood was relieved. She looked at the two big and two small on the napkin and asked Song Jiao:

"Can you send me this picture?"

Song Jiao was a little surprised. She knew exactly how good her graffiti was, so she just drew two strokes for fun, and she didn't take it as a serious painting.

However, Xu Jinchao solemnly asked for her consent, which made Song Jiao very happy and felt the sincere attention from the other party.

She immediately smoothed out the crumpled corners of the napkin, and then handed it to Xu Jinchao: "It's yours."

Xu Jinchao took the napkin, took out the wallet, sorted out an empty layer, carefully folded the paper towel and put it away.

When he looked up again, he saw the shining eyes of the Omega on the opposite side, Xu Jinchao smiled at her, and then said softly:

"Don't say that before, your freedom should only belong to you."

Xu Jinchao's emotions were still not straightened out, but what he told Song Jiao now did not need any rationality to measure.

Song Jiao replied, "But, I think it's very easy. You know, both of us are afraid of losing. If one has to surrender freedom to let the other feel at ease, I'd rather that person be me."

Xu Jinchao was slightly startled, Song Jiao had already closed the water pen cap, stared at her and emphasized, "I don't want to force you to do anything, anything."

This is Song Jiao's heartfelt words. She doesn't want Xu Jinchao to have any reluctance. What she longs for is no longer as simple as keeping this person by her side, but a higher spiritual pursuit.

Is there anything more complicated and beautiful than two people who truly love each other?

Song Jiao still can't do things according to her emotions like an ordinary person. She knows that the system in her brain is too imperfect, with large and small gaps.

She never dared to let the flawed machine run freely, nor could she afford the consequences if it got out of control.

But here in Xu Jinchao, Song Jiao has found it difficult to suppress those restless feelings.

Fortunately, she has learned a lot of code of conduct from Alpha, dedication, tolerance, concession... Song Jiao can't tell why she is fascinated by this person, and whether it has anything to do with these.

But she knew that as long as she adhered to these guidelines, her feelings would definitely not hurt each other.

Because Xu Jinchao's previous struggles and confusion never affected her, although Song Jiao had nothing to be traumatized at that time.

I'm really a very greedy and extreme person, Song Jiao thought, and she wants to be loved by others, and she wants them to love me sincerely and actively, rather than reluctantly.

With so many shameless demands, can you get God's permission?

Song Jiao didn't want to think about it, she just told Xu Jinchao, "Doing whatever I want can't make me happy anymore."

This lunch was somewhat unusual for Xu Jinchao.

She was troubled by Song Jiao's ambiguous riddles, and wanted to ask further questions, but Omega refused to express it clearly, and shyly revealed some riddles, so she let her guess.

I don't know if it was because of too much energy to think, Xu Jinchao started to feel sleepy shortly after lunch.

When the two returned to the office, Song Jiao took her drowsy to the rest room for a nap.

Xu Jinchao fell asleep almost the second he touched the pillow, falling into a hazy darkness.

She went back a long time ago.

Xu Jinchao forgot a lot of important things and couldn't recall them. She forced herself to put aside her messy thoughts, sat in front of the easel and waited for the model to arrive, trying to make a new draft.

She had already delayed a lot of time before, the finished manuscript was accidentally damaged, and she had to start from scratch.

Xie Jun, who came to the studio to find Xu Jinchao, had seen the first draft. She showed great interest in it and was full of praise. Unfortunately, the painting was damaged by a burglar before it was completed.

The model was late, and Xie Jun sat next to him: "The old ones won't go, the new ones won't come, you might as well think about another theme."

Xu Jinchao was not reconciled, she said to Xie Jun, "I want to repaint it again."

For some reason, Xie Jun seemed a little irritable, and even got angry at her: "Do you have to care about that painting, you can't paint better!"

Xu Jinchao wanted to be soft on Xie Jun and coax her. She knew how moody her little girlfriend was.

For example, between the two, it was clear that the junior sister asked for a kiss first and then confessed, but Xie Jun was anxious for a long time after she accepted it calmly, and she often became angry when they got along for no apparent reason.

Xu Jinchao has always thought that he is the older side and should be more tolerant, and he has always done this in the past.

But for some reason, Xu Jinchao suddenly felt unspeakable disgust, looking at the girl who was still angry at her for no reason and venting her emotions, a voice in her heart said:

not worth it.

This person doesn't deserve anything from you.

She didn't even have a reason to feel nauseated. It seemed that a mouse was jumping up and down in her stomach, making her belly churning and almost nauseated.

Xu Jinchao didn't know why he couldn't tolerate the other party's willfulness, why he suddenly gave Xie Jun, who didn't seem to have made any big mistakes, an unprecedentedly mean definition in his heart.

She tried hard to suppress the urge to drive people out of the studio, but said coldly:

"I have never interfered with your freedom of creation, Xie Jun, why do you have to ask me to change the theme?"

The other party's complaints came to an abrupt end, and the girl's face was slowly flushing.

Xu Jinchao had never said such a heavy word to her, and it was no wonder that Xie Jun felt embarrassed, but for some reason, Xu Jinchao did not feel any remorse for his actions.

Xie Jun asked: "Xu Jinchao, you can really bear it, why, can't you finally put it on?"

Xu Jinchao indifferently accepted the other party's new round of accusations for no reason, and turned her eyes back to the blank canvas.

"I've never seen such a fake person like you, pretending to be a saint. I wanted to ask you a long time ago, are you tired? Are you cheap? You try your best to please everyone around you, pretending to be like you? You have the same temper, don't you get angry too?"

Xie Jun's emotions gradually became excited with the words. She was not allowed to look at the canvas and pushed the easel to the ground.

"I really hate you. A hypocrite like you is the kind of person who only sees himself and is the most disgusting person. Watching you act every day is a pain in the ass!"

Xu Jinchao thought that Xie Jun was a bit baffled and said so many hurtful things, but the strange thing was that she just wanted to calm down and paint, and didn't care much about the other party's evaluation.

Before she could think about it, Xie Jun suddenly regained her apparent calm, and she sneered.

"You narcissistic and disgusting gay, do you really think I like being with you? You can take it seriously when I joked. It's funny."

Xu Jinchao finally looked at his girlfriend who had escalated her words to attack her sexuality.

No, ex-girlfriend, Xie Jun said something like this, and obviously he doesn't plan to continue with her. Xu Jinchao feels that this scene is a bit familiar, and it seems that he has experienced it before, so he can't cause any waves in his heart.

However, Xie Jun probably misunderstood her reaction. First, she showed some happiness, and then strange struggles and regrets emerged.

Xu Jinchao felt that it was bizarre that he should not have such a keen observation ability to be able to meticulously capture the subtle emotional changes of the person in front of him.

She stood up and lifted the overturned easel. Xie Jun, who was beside her, did not make a sound, and the studio returned to calm.

Xu Jinchao sat in front of the easel again, and she said to Xie Jun, "I see, you can go, I won't look for you again, and you don't come to me in the future."

The other person's face that was only annoying to her now fluctuated again.

Xie Jun suddenly burst into tears, looking resentful and aggrieved, as if she was the one who was insulted.

Xu Jinchao didn't understand why she didn't leave, so she frowned and looked at Xie Jun, the tears of the girl in front of her couldn't make her move.

Xie Jun finally said: "Stop repainting, repainting is not good for you."

Abandoning these words, Xie Jun turned and left Xu Jinchao's studio.

She passed Xu Jinchao's model, who subconsciously glanced at Xie Jun and quickly apologized to Xu Jinchao: "I'm sorry, Teacher Xu, I'm late."

Xu Jinchao sighed: "It doesn't matter, I was in a mess just now."

She wanted to let the other party continue to look out from the window as usual, but she said, "You... let your hair loose."

This girl has very beautiful long hair, which is extremely hard, and is being tied behind her head by a hair rope at the moment, which is also Xu Jinchao's previous request.

The model untied her hair rope obediently, and these beautiful black hair spread out like a dark cloud and gathered around the girl's shoulders.

Xu Jinchao moved a small table from the corner, spread a tablecloth on top, and let the model sit behind the table.

She looked at each other carefully, and asked for permission first: "I'll braid you."

After the model nodded, she stepped forward to braid the girl's hair. The technique was not complicated, but it was very loosely braided from the middle and lower sections, and then the end of the hair was draped over her shoulders. *

After Xu Jinchao finished this, he sat opposite the model.

She seemed to see through the person in front of her, another beautiful face that could arouse all her soul, and contained countless complex scheming underneath.

She saw the strange and familiar muse, across time and space, smiling at her.

Xu Jinchao slept for a very long time this night. She had a long dream, but when she woke up, she couldn't remember the content of the dream at all.

She sat up slowly, feeling a little tight in her chest, her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and it took several minutes to gradually calm down.

Xu Jinchao clutched his chest, turned his gaze to the gap between the curtains, and saw that the sky outside was already a little dark for a few minutes of dusk.

The indoor air conditioner was still blowing cold air, Xu Jinchao took the remote control to turn off the air conditioner, and swept his sight to the wall clock opposite the cot.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and I actually slept for five hours, no wonder it felt like a long time.

Xu Jinchao turned over and got out of bed, and did not dare to move too violently, for fear of pulling his chest.

This is also a strange phenomenon that has only appeared in recent months. Once you wake up and make a big move, there is a chance that your chest will be affected by pain.

However, the test results were normal. There was no organic disease in the heart, and the ribs were healthy. There was no inflammation.

She moved her body a little, walked to the window, and opened the curtains. To the west stood the setting sun that was emitting a golden flame, reflecting the clouds in the sky orange.

Xu Jinchao was a little surprised why Song Jiao didn't wake her up. Now it's past the closing time recorded by her friend, and she can see through the window that the parking lot in the park is already empty.

She returned to the bedside, picked up her mobile phone from the cabinet, and found a quick message from Song Jiao half an hour ago.

Song Jiao: [I will go to the Nanjiaolou for a meeting, which ends at 7:15. ]

This is probably the message Omega sent before the meeting when she saw that she was still awake, so that she would not find anyone when she woke up.

Xu Jinchao burst into laughter.

She turned off the phone, looked at her face at the screen that no longer glowed, and made sure that Song Jiao did some prank while she was sleeping.

With a clean face, no cat whiskers, and no strange handwriting, Song Jiao was obviously much smarter and more honest than Xu Jinchao imagined.

Xu Jinchao felt that he must not tell Song Jiao about these subconscious checks after waking up, so as not to inspire Omega and really make some small moves for her.

She didn't reflect at all that she thought of Song Jiao too badly, she put away her phone and folded the thin quilt in the lounge.

Xu Jinchao walked out of the lounge and gently closed the door of the room. There was no one in the office, and the computer was turned off, leaving only herself empty.

She came to the easel, and on the drawing paper was a simple sketch made by Song Jiao in the office in the morning.

Xu Jinchao examined his composition, and after a while, his eyes turned to the handbag on the tea table.

Xu Jinchao picked up the handbag, took out the wallet, and pulled out the neatly folded napkin from the interlayer.

She sat on the soft chair beside the tea table, unfolded the napkin, and the graffiti masterpiece caught her eye, and Xu Jinchao laughed.

Omega belongs to the kind of people who have no artistic talent. The characters are drawn in strange shapes. The family of three and the friends of the younger members are very hot eyes.

But Xu Jinchao felt happier the more he looked at it, his eyes turned back and forth on 'Song Jiao' and 'Xu Jinchao', the smile on his face never stopped, and he was alone.

She doesn't know what's funny, this graffiti villain is a little ugly, and it won't have a long-lasting laugh.

But Xu Jinchao couldn't control himself at all. In the end, he couldn't help laughing when he saw it. He had to put the tissue on the table, so as not to make himself laugh.

Perhaps it was the long sleep that kept her spirited up, and Xu Jinchao was in a good mood now.

She unintentionally glanced out the window, swept to the door of the South Corner Tower and walked out of a dozen small figures, among which the one walking towards this side was very familiar.

Looking down from the main building to the southeast end of the distance, you can see that Omega is walking quickly and eagerly.

Xu Jinchao took out his mobile phone and sent Song Jiao a crying emoji.

After she finished posting, she looked up again, and saw that Song Jiao had stopped and seemed to be looking down at something.

The phone in Xu Jinchao's palm vibrated.

Song Jiao: [What's wrong? ]

Xu Jinchao: [It's so boring to be alone. ]

Omega sent a string of ellipses, Xu Jinchao laughed again, and when she looked out the window again, she saw the small figure outside the South Corner Building looking up precisely here.

Song Jiao: [I see you, come down quickly. ]

The words are concise and to the point, Xu Jinchao didn't believe that she could see herself, but she replied obediently: [Come on. ]

She put away the phone, folded the paper towel upside down on the tea table back into her wallet, stuffed it into her purse, and rushed downstairs.

Xu Jinchao felt strangely excited, looking forward to meeting Song Jiao.

Although the two have been together today, she is still happy for this little reunion.

When he came to the first floor, the lively hall during the day was empty and quiet. Xu Jinchao walked out of the main building and saw Song Jiao waiting under the steps.

Her beautiful and clean little face was dyed light orange by the setting sun, and her long hair neatly braided behind her ears was indescribably gentle.

Omega warmly looked at her.

Xu Jinchao only felt that the person in front of him was extremely beautiful, and all the expectations in his heart were fulfilled by the world, overflowing with a lot of happiness beyond the standard.

She walked down the steps quickly and took the initiative to copy the cool little hand in her palm.

"Go home!"

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The author has something to say:

For the first half of this chapter, the kitten is intuitively going backwards.

But I still have to advise the kitten: don't trust the results of your own observations too much. Human emotions are very complicated, and sometimes you can't understand them at a glance.

And most importantly, don't be a riddleman! ! !

*Here is the look that Jiaojiao often had when she had breakfast with her when she was the first to guard against it.

PS: In the middle of this chapter, I actually returned to the timeline of the real world and began to reverse the life when I was stabbed in the back by my junior sister and splashed with dirty water.

The information has been conveyed in a restrained and fragmented manner. Here is a summary of the plot for angels who may not have fully understood or skipped chapters.

Xie Jun is Jinchao's junior sister. She has complicated feelings for Jinchao and has a certain jealousy. She is the one who really pretends to be innocent and harmless.

She was with Jin Zao, and it was a straight girl who flirted with Ji in a confused way. Kissing and confessing was a joke, but in fact, she also liked it without self-awareness. She was afraid of the real development and couldn't help being attracted.

I trust her now and show her the oil painting she participated in (the painting in the setting is very brilliant). Xie Jun was fascinated by it and painted a copy behind her back.

It happened that a thief entered the studio and the painting was destroyed. Xie Jun was fascinated and handed over a copy of his signature. The idea was to make the best use of everything. Anyway, Xu Jinchao's painting was destroyed.

But now she is very stubborn and wants to repaint before the deadline. Xie Jun is afraid, regrets and hates, trying to stop her from repainting.

Reverse the development of the timeline:

As in the text, in "Jiaojiao", I have been honed for two years and have a vague impression of Xie Jun after being stabbed in the back. I completely turned my face with Xie Jun and prepared to draw the image that suddenly appeared in my mind.

As for who, everyone knows.

Development of the original timeline:

Jin Zong tolerated Xie Jun’s emotional catharsis, and re-painted and submitted it in private, but the work was sloppy and later than Xie Jun’s one. The reviewer found that there were two similar paintings. After checking the time, the charge of suspected plagiarism was placed on Jin Zong. .

Xie Jun chose to acquiesce, in order to keep her mentality, attacking people who are also hypocritical and selfish at present, then she is nothing to be selfish at all, and made a more harsh language accusation than in the text of this chapter, which caused the current mentality to collapse.

The author is not an art major, and there must be some unreasonable plots involving majors. Everyone try to ignore ducks

[comparison to heart]

PPS: The name of the junior sister was chosen at random. If you happen to meet an angel with the surname Xie Mingjun, I'm really sorry (hands folded), your name is very nice!