Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

With a "bang", Jiang Chuyu was awakened by the strange noise downstairs.

The remaining sleepiness after waking up from her dream disappeared without a trace in an instant. She sat up alertly, quietly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, then squatted carefully by the door.

This is Jiang Xinlian's residence. Normally, no one would break in here in the middle of the night. But now is a special period. The person who killed Jiang Ju has not been found yet. There is no guarantee that the group of senior executives might suddenly have a brain storm and do something unexpected.

Jiang Chuyu quietly opened the door a crack and lay on the door panel to listen to the movement downstairs.

The sound of giggling and rustling continued to be heard. The person who came did not try to hide or be cautious and walked around the living room calmly.

She felt relieved, pushed the door open, went out, went down the stairs and turned on the headlights.

The dark living room suddenly became bright, and the thief who was thief in the middle of the night was caught red-handed.

She looked at the person on the sofa and opened her mouth in silence:

"You, you're eating a chocolate bar here in the middle of the night?"

Not only that, she also had a lot to say: "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Jiang Xinlian squinted her eyes because of the sudden light, holding a bag of freshly opened chocolate bars in her hand.

She did not change her clothes and was still dressed for going out. She seemed to be extremely hungry after just coming back from outside, and hurriedly took out a bag of snacks to fill her stomach.

Thinking about it this way, I felt a little childish for some reason.

Jiang Chuyu looked at her softly and said with a smile: "Do you like this? If you like it, I will buy more next time."

Jiang Xinlian took out a cigarette and bit it. The sweet dessert did not make her look happy and satisfied. She sat there quietly like a dead statue.

"No," she refused, "I just want to taste it."

"You used to like..."

Jiang Chuyu stopped halfway through his speech, his expression turning gloomy.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat sad and helpless.

She lowered her voice and asked softly, "What does it taste like when you eat it?"

Jiang Xinlian bit off a piece of the chocolate bar, her cheeks moving slightly, and the sound of the biscuits being chewed was particularly clear in the silence of the night.

She said, “It’s bitter.”

"...Ah, then I'll try something that's not bitter next time."

Jiang Chuyu smiled and changed the subject: "Did you go to the church tonight? Did you not get discovered?"

Well, that's nonsense.

In order to avoid being discovered, Xin Lian had already made preparations and laid out a route for her to run to the church, so she naturally didn't have to worry about such things.

As expected, Jiang Xinlian said in a deep voice:

"I remember telling you before."

Jiang Chuyu smiled awkwardly.

She just felt that she should say something, at least she shouldn't be left sitting alone in the dark in silence.

Always alone, always keeping everything in my heart, always enduring silently.

Before she could rack her brains to come up with a suitable topic, Jiang Xinlian took out a chocolate bar and did not rush to put it in her mouth. Instead, she suddenly said:

"If you don't want Jiang Chuchen to die, I suggest you go see him."

Jiang, Jiang Chuchen?

This name that was once very familiar but now has long been kept secret was suddenly mentioned. Jiang Chuyu was stunned for a moment: "Why did you mention him?"

Jiang Xinlian chewed mechanically without saying anything, leaving her enough silence.

In the quiet night and bright living room, they were the only ones talking...

Such a familiar scene...

In the quiet night and bright living room, they were the only ones talking.

"Why did mom hit you?"

The alcohol swab gently touched the wound. The girl held back her tears, her eyes red with heartache.

"It's okay, sister. I did something wrong and made Auntie angry."

The boy's empty eyes became more lively. He turned around regardless and held his sister's hand tightly despite her screams at him not to move.

"I will change and won't make Auntie angry again, so sister, please don't be angry with me, please..."

"This is normal. I also make my mother angry and she will beat me," the girl touched his head soothingly, her voice clear and crisp:

"Don't worry, I will never be mad at you."

"elder sister……"

The boy raised his face and forced a smile. His uneasiness was soothed by a few words. He held her hand and was unwilling to let go: "I believe in my sister."

But in a moment, the boy's appearance grew rapidly, the soft flesh on his cheeks disappeared, and a slightly red palm print remained on the boy's handsome profile.

He seemed to have been running non-stop all night, and like a fish whose river water had been cruelly taken away, he was absorbing the life-saving oxygen violently and rapidly.

He turned his head slowly, confused and at a loss, his pale lips whispering:

"not me……"

Don't think about it, don't think about it!

Jiang Chuyu suddenly closed his eyes, buried his face in his hands and tried his best to calm his mind.

After a long time, she slowly raised her head, leaving a blood mark on her lower lip.

She looked at Jiang Xinlian and whispered, "But I think you should be the one who needs more care."

"..."

Jiang Xinlian didn't understand, so she asked, "Why do you say that?"

Night seems to be more suitable for heart-to-heart talks than day, as the impenetrable darkness gives people the courage to speak.

Jiang Chuyu smiled and said, "Xin Lian is a very strong child."

When she was little, she heard a ridiculous and sad story.

A couple got together because of love, and after marriage they gave birth to a daughter amidst much anticipation. Everything seemed sweet and beautiful.

However, just a few days after their daughter was born, the wife found evidence of her husband's infidelity.

The past happiness disappeared like bubbles in an instant. She could not accept that her husband who loved her so much would betray her. The fruit of their love suddenly became an eyesore.

The annoying child was thrown to the nanny, and the couple had a big fight, which began a three-year quarrel.

For three years, they cried and quarreled endlessly, broke up and got back together, and finally the wife forgave her husband, and they reconciled and restored their love.

But their child, the child born when they were most painful, represents their shameful past.

She is a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh. Only by removing her and forgetting her can they have a truly happy ending.

So the three-year-old child was thrown into the nursery, where his tail was cut off, his claws were chopped off, and he lived like an animal.

With so much pain and loneliness, even if she becomes a bad-tempered child in the future, God will forgive her, right?

However, when he first met Jiang Xinlian, Jiang Chuyu looked at her and felt only surprise.

It is neither the gloomy and negative one it should be, nor the lively and optimistic one, but rather quite silent, like a nailed statue.

Why not cry, why not shed tears for your pain?

Being able to endure such pain requires a lot of strength, but...

The human spirit is limited, and the tearing that the soul can endure is also limited. This cannot be resisted by strong will alone.

The heart will drown quietly and the soul will break quietly.

Jiang Xinlian is a very strong child.

But she was already on the brink of collapse.