Ji Xianghong's eyebrows sank and he was silent.
Xiaoya asked softly, "why, aren't you happy?"
Ji Xianghong raised a meaningful arc around his mouth and sighed, "happy and unhappy."
What's the answer?
Just as Xiaoya is frowning gently, thinking about the deep meaning of this sentence.
Ji Xianghong suddenly raises his eyes and stares at her. His deep eyes are full of complex feelings that people can't understand.
Xiaoya was guilty, and he was more guilty. Her palms were soaked with sweat. She took a deep breath subconsciously, "Dad Why are you looking at me like this? Is there anything dirty on my face She would only call her father once or twice when she was alone with Ji Xianghong.
Instead of answering, Ji Xianghong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xiaoya, how long have you and my father and daughter known each other?"
Xiao Ya's heart has already been flustered, and she has a bad feeling in her heart. However, she still tries to suppress her emotions. She turns her eyes and answers, "it's three years and three months. Dad, why did you suddenly ask this question? "
Ji Xianghong nodded, and his mouth curled up a sad arc, "three years and three months. Well, yes, it has been three years and three months. Time flies. How do you feel about your father in the past three years? "
Xiaoya's back was stiff for a while, and then she gently replied, "of course, my father is very good to me. My father cares about me and takes care of me. The most important thing is that my father believes in my ability. If it wasn't for my father's care and warmth for my family in the past three years, I really don't know what to support myself with. Three years ago, I suffered so many blows that I almost collapsed. "
After hearing this, Ji Xianghong sighed, "care, care, warmth? Yeah, I really want to make up for you. No matter who your mother is? No matter how your mother gave birth to you, you are my daughter, and your body is flowing with the same blood as me. So, I want to make up for you. "
His voice trembled, as if trying to suppress his emotions.
Xiaoya feels more and more that there is something wrong with Ji Xianghong today. Of course, what she cares about most is the milk in his hands. Small beads of sweat ooze from both sides of her nervous nose. "Dad, don't say that. You've been very kind to me. I'm really satisfied. You are my only relative in the world. You have given my family warmth again. I am moved and satisfied... "
Ji Xianghong's fingers holding the milk cup were stiff. A layer of gloomy anger suddenly appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and his voice was darkened for several degrees? You are moved and satisfied... "
Xiao Ya was so angry and cold looking at the heartbeat missed a few beats, the body is also a little unstable, staggered back a step, nodded, "is Yeah. You are me here The only family in the world? "
Because of the tension, her voice began to tremble involuntarily, and her whole body was covered with that bad premonition.
She felt every inch of her skin, every cell was shaking.
Ji Xianghong's voice also trembled, has been trying to suppress his emotions, the muscles of the corners of his lips slowly affected, almost gnashing his teeth asked, "are you really moved? In the presence of contentment? "
Xiaoya has retreated to the corner, and even the air she breathed has become cold, as if the oxygen in this space has become scarce, and her breathing has become difficult, "when That's true
What she said was groundless.
She saw complex feelings in Ji Xianghong's eyes, including grief, anger, coldness and excitement. Her heart thumped as if she could jump out of her chest at any time.
Ji Xianghong suddenly let go and put his milk cup on the bedside table with a bang. All his emotions could not be repressed in this moment. He growled bitterly, "are you moved and satisfied? If you are really touched and satisfied, how can you want to poison me? "
Xiaoya a small face suddenly scared bloodless, she was scared to cover her mouth.
He knows?
Did he know the medicine was in the milk cup?
How would he know?
Her body against the corner of the wall, the cold wall will penetrate into her four limbs, her frightened eyes are shaking, head slightly shaking.
Ji Xianghong has already stood up from the chair, and his eyes stare at her with grief and anger. Every word is cold and incomparable, "Xiaoya, I'm your own father. Your body is full of my blood. Blood relationship is iron. I've been making up for you for the past three years. Are you really not touched? How do you have the heart to be cruel to your own father? "
Xiao Ya's head shook like a rattle drum, murmuring denial, "no Dad What are you talking about? I didn't No poison I haven't been poisoned Are you mistaken? "
Ji Xianghong closed his eyes with grief. His heart was torn by the attack of his own daughter's murder. In front of the eyes also bursts of darkness, close your eyes, to suppress this strong darkness. Again opened his eyes, his eyes a clear sharp, straight shot in her pale face, "is still sophistry? Did you really not take the medicine? Why don't you have a drink? "Xiao Ya's frightened eyes suddenly show a fear, the body has shrunk to the corner of the wall, scared can not say words, can only subconsciously shake his head.
No, she really doesn't want to drink!
She doesn't want to die. She doesn't want to die yet!
Ji Xianghong has verified everything from her reaction. He flashed strong disappointment in his deep eyes. His heart was filled with colic. Some of them were sad and helpless. He said, "I really want to make up for you. I really want to give you a home. I really love you. But Why are you doing this to me? I thought you were a kind, gentle, simple girl. At the beginning, I was not used to suddenly having such a big daughter. But getting used to it, I've even begun to celebrate. I'm glad I have such a beautiful daughter. I'm glad I have a nice little padded jacket in my old age But why do you do that? "
Xiao Ya mentioned the heart of the throat, with Ji Xianghong's words and fell into the ice cellar. She was cold, scared, flustered.
It came to light
It's revealed again
She was so flustered that she couldn't even speak sophistry, leaving her lips trembling.
Ji Xianghong step by step approaching, Xiaoya feel his step is like stepping on her skin. Every step, let her pain drill heart. Nearly, in the face of Ji Xianghong's dark red, sad and disappointed eyes, her teeth began to fight.
Ji Xianghong's dark eyes seemed to see her heart through her skin. He's in pain. His heart really hurts. His voice trembled, "Xiaoya, my daughter. I want to know how your heart can be so vicious? How could you have the heart to put the medicine into my milk with your hands? Killing is not a game. I'm your own fathe