Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

It's just that Qiao Yingjie is really amazing, but he is just a little bit behind.

Looking at the final report card, Qiao Yingjie ranked first in the class and she ranked eleventh.

It surpassed her best placing, but fell short of her previous bet.

The head teacher called them to the office again.

She held the transcript and asked, "What else do you have to say?"

Weng Yu knew that he was holding Qiao Yingjie back, so he could only hurry up and apologize to the teacher.

"It's my fault. I will ask the students in the class to eliminate the misunderstanding and keep a distance."

"No." The head teacher stopped quickly, "If you keep your distance, your grades will probably go down again."

Weng Yu looked at Lao Ban in surprise, "But we are in our senior year of high school."

"So what? As long as your grades go up, I don't think your parents will object even if you are together."

Coming out of the office, Weng Yu was still out of the situation.

As expected, he is a class teacher who has just graduated three years ago. Young people are more open-minded.

When he graduated, Weng Yu's college entrance examination score was more than 80 points lower than Qiao Yingjie's.

She looked at the scores on the computer in frustration, while her parents behind her were hugging each other happily.

Yes, even though she was 80 points lower than Qiao Yingjie, she still surpassed her own best result.

She could easily get into a 211 university.

But how should she ask Qiao Yingjie? She had originally determined to go to the same university as Qiao Yingjie. Even if she failed, they would at least be in the same city.

She stared silently at the sleeping cell phone on the table.

If asked about his aspirations, Qiao Yingjie would definitely ask her.

After studying together for so long, he obviously taught me a lot.

But there is still so much difference.

She couldn't ask.

Suddenly, the phone screen lights up.

The cell phone rang cheerfully.

Both father-in-law and mother-in-law knew about Qiao Yingjie's existence. They glanced at the name flashing on the screen, looked at each other, smiled tacitly, as if they had bumped into their own CP, and walked out quietly, hand in hand.

Before leaving, the mother-in-law didn't forget to raise her hand and scold her husband, "Close the door."

Weng Yu glanced at her parents gratefully, and then she picked up the phone.

The sound coming from the receiver is very beautiful.

"Did you do poorly in the exam?"

How would he know?

Weng Yu pursed his lips, "It's not bad, it just didn't meet expectations."

Qiao Yingjie was very straightforward, "Do you want to go to the same university as me?"

"……Yes."

"The same city, okay?"

Qiao Yingjie's almost consultative tone made Weng Yu feel like his heart had been knocked hard.

"Yes, can you?"

Qiao Yingjie smiled: "Why not? I don't want us to be like strangers after graduation."

Listening to his words, Weng Yu's eyes turned red. Even though he couldn't see it, she nodded excitedly like a chicken eating rice, "Me too, and I don't want to not see you again."

The excessive closeness and the ambiguity made Weng Yu get confused.

Step by step, from the first day she talked to Qiao Yingjie, she unconsciously followed his footsteps and walked into the trap he set casually.

That night, Qiao Yingjie looked at the empty ceiling.

After calming down, he thought he had done something wrong.

Just a verbal threat, sooner or later Weng Yu will become a time bomb that can destroy him.

He couldn't, and he didn't want to live on tenterhooks like this.

He should take the initiative and keep people by his side and in front of his eyes.

Watch her and monitor her all the time.

Originally, Qiao Yingjie thought that the conflict the day before would make everything no longer easy, but who knew it was so easy to control a person who was full of himself.

As long as you give her a little benefit, she will treat you as a god and become your most devout believer.

Weng Yu is such a person.

Later, Qiao Youtian discovered that Qiao Yingjie deliberately approached Weng Yu.

He knew his son very well and remembered that his mother once said that her grandson had a very similar personality to that Japanese man.

"what are you going to do?"

Faced with Qiao Youtian's questioning, Qiao Yingjie didn't feel guilty at all.

"Any questions?"

"Are you thinking about what happened after that parent-teacher meeting? What exactly are you going to do? You know that the child likes you, but you still use her?"

"Use?" Qiao Yingjie looked at his father indifferently, "Didn't she get any benefits from me?"

"what?"

"Without me, would she be able to get into the school she is in now? An ordinary person like her can only go to an ordinary place to hang out until graduation, and then go to an ordinary unit to do the most ordinary things. Work means doing nothing all your life. She got my secret by stealing and it gave her a new life. Isn’t it worth it? "

"Then have you thought about the future? Do you want to be with her? Even if you don't love her, just to make her shut up willingly."

"No." Qiao Yingjie said without any hesitation, "I never thought about going to the end with her. I never even thought about getting married and having children in the future."

"You don't plan to get married?!"

Qiao Yingjie narrowed his eyes, "Are you like grandma and you? You are selfish. You don't care about the child's wishes. You just want to fulfill yourself and give birth to the child. You even say that you gave me life and gave me a chance to come." Come to this world. Have you ever asked me if I want to come? Have you ever asked me if I want to inherit this stinky blood? You haven’t. I can’t choose my father, at least I can choose my children.”

"If what you said is correct, then have you ever asked your child whether he wants to be born in this world? What's the difference between you and us?"

"It's because there is no difference that I hate."

Qiao Youtian shook his head helplessly. He looked at his son with worried eyes and said, "You blame us, but you shouldn't hurt others."

"Hurt." Qiao Yingjie smiled, "You should go to Weng Yu and ask her whether she feels hurt or satisfied."

"You don't understand! The happiness you give her is short-lived and a chronic poison. One day she will come back to her senses and will hurt you without hesitation! It's you I'm worried about, son!"

Qiao Youtian's character had always been peaceful, but his sudden excited roar made Qiao Yingjie's heart shake unconsciously.

But this wavering only lasted a few seconds.

He has already fallen into endless self-abuse and is unable to extricate himself.

In the days that followed, Qiao Yingjie still approached Weng Yu in his own way. Qiao Youtian knew it but could not stop him.

You can only let him go.

Walking his own path can be regarded as his silent education as a father to his son.

Three months later, Qiao Youtian looked at his son dragging the suitcase, and the determined back made him hide it in his heart. The pain accumulated over time finally turned into tears.

The mother is dead, the wife is dead, and the son is gone.

He finally became a human being.

A person who doesn't know why he is alive.