Rebirth: Concubine of the Republic of China bravely enters the entertainment industry

Xiaotong ran over quickly, opened the drawer and took out the express document envelope;

Just as she was about to open the door, she suddenly heard Qiao Sitian's cold voice: "What happened back then was not the fault of Dad, Jinyan, or me. You have got Yingtian back as you wished. What else do we need to do to appease your dissatisfaction?"

"In your heart, is it that Jinyan should not have been born, or that I should not have been born, Mom, is perfection so important? The three of us spent more than 20 years repairing a crack, but how come it turned into a black hole..."

"There is a question I have always wanted to know. When you found out that I was sick, were you more sad or disappointed?";

"Because I'm nice to Jinyan, you think I'm on Dad's side. Do you want me to list all the things you've done over the years to avenge my "betrayal"?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't quit the entertainment industry as you wished, nor did I fight for the management rights of Siyan as you wished, and I won't marry the person of your choice as you wished. But there is one thing I will do, I will not love anyone again, so that you don't have to spend time dealing with them."

"As your daughter, I have always let you down. I am really sorry, but I have no intention of changing myself";

"Before we resolve the conflict between us, if you have work, you can contact my agent directly. Please don't contact me privately. Bye."

Xiaotong looked at the letter in her hand and decided to give Qiao Sitian some more time. Her current mood did not seem suitable for discussing this matter.

The heaviness made her sigh involuntarily, and she leaned against the door, her thoughts drifting to who knows where;

It turns out that this is weird!

When Liang Jie was here before, Mrs. Qiao seemed to be like this. She was the person who had been with Qiao Sitian the longest and closest to her. Because she had no experience of living with her mother, she didn't know what the normal mother and daughter relationship was like;

But mother and daughter like Mrs. Qiao and Qiao Sitian always reveal that something is wrong;

There is very little emotional communication between the two, and they rarely even talk on the phone. Except for necessary family dinners, they can hardly see each other for three to five months.

Moreover, this kind of meeting is mostly based on the presence of Mr. Qiao;

Not to mention shopping together, or doing beauty treatments and other small things, she just thought it was because Mrs. Qiao was busy and had no time for these warm little things, she never thought that there was such a deep gap between the two of them;

Now it seems that Qiao Sitian is really completely "well";

All her past has returned, and those that were split off have now returned to become one her;

The sky was extremely gloomy. It was already twelve o'clock, but it was still cold and gray. I wondered how hard it would be to endure at night.

It wasn't that she wanted to disturb them, it was just that Qiao Sitian needed to rest, because she was going to Hai City to attend a party, so today's performances were all scheduled in the evening;

Her cold hasn't healed yet, and tonight's scene won't be easy to shoot, so she's probably going to get even sicker.

After knocking on the door, no one answered;

Xiaotong gently pushed the door open and saw Qiao Sitian sitting barefoot on the sofa. She quickly went to the drawer to find a pair of socks. She was very afraid of cold weather and liked to wear socks to sleep all year round. Even in the hot summer, she would wear socks when the air conditioner was on.

Her hair was not completely dry, so Xiaotong silently went to get a hair dryer and helped her blow dry it again;

Qiao Sitian stared out the window blankly like a puppet the whole time;

After a while, Xiaotong stuffed the script into her hands and said soothingly: "Don't think about it, just read the script. We won't go out until the filming of this play is finished. Everything outside has nothing to do with us."

As if comforted by these words, Qiao Sitian stroked the script for a long time before looking up and saying, "Have all those things been delivered?"

Xiaotong was stunned for a moment, her mood changed from distress to disbelief, and finally to annoyance. She took a half step back, looked at Qiao Sitian and said: "It's time now, can you think about yourself, can you just think about yourself for once!";

She had never spoken to Qiao Sitian in such a blaming tone. Before she could react, she burst into tears because she felt sorry for her.

After wiping it off stubbornly, he turned his back and said, "I have to go to the set later. I'll go get some water. You take the medicine first and then take a rest for a while."

"Xiaotong...";

Because of this voice, she stopped for a moment and turned around to wait for her next words;

Qiao Sitian wanted to appear as relaxed as possible, but her tone was heavy, "Lan Yun is sick, at least... don't let her worry about this matter";

Xiaotong wanted to understand and empathize with her kindness, but she only had one person and one heart. In her heart, Qiao Sitian had the highest priority, so she did not walk out directly, but said coldly;

"What about you? Who cares if you are sick, worried, or have troubles? Even if you break up, you don't have time to digest the pain. You care about so many people, but why can't you love yourself a little more?"

She tried to open her eyes wide, not wanting her tears to blur her vision and miss the other person's reaction;

A tear rolled down from her eye socket, and a bitter smile appeared on Qiao Sitian's face, mixed with helpless sadness, and she said in a calm voice: "It's cancer, stomach cancer, the situation is very grim..."

Forgetting to breathe is no longer an exaggeration. Xiaotong will probably remember this feeling for the rest of her life.

She turned around in panic and left Qiao Sitian's room;

Even after I finished boiling water and soaking the medicine, I still felt panicky.

He blamed himself for his indifference just now, and felt unfair for the fate's mistreatment. Why did Xu Lanyun, such a good person, encounter so much tragedy?

The illness came like a mountain, it was not strange. I think Liu Jian invited her last night just to talk about this matter. She was really patient. If it weren't for the quarrel just now, she probably wouldn't have said it.

The tears stopped, the sorrow could not be stopped;

Xiaotong entered the room again with the cup in her hand, and Qiao Sitian also stood up from the sofa. When she raised her hand to take the cup, the purple bruises on her nails were clearly visible, probably because she was frozen;

There is a scene in the rain at night, I wonder if she can hold on!

After Qiao Sitian rinsed her mouth, she lay down on the bed. She didn't say anything, and Xiaotong understood. She picked up the script from the sofa and put it where she could reach.

After doing all this, he closed the door.

At this time, Xiaotong made a bold decision in her heart. She was going to read the letter for Qiao Sitian. If it was good, she would give it to Qiao Sitian. If it was still for asking for something, she would pretend that she had never received it.

Even if you are riddled with wounds, there will be a limit. Her determination seemed to be useless. Even when she was with Qiao Sitian, she did not stop being hurt;

It is not easy to protect a person.