The fake daughter was not exposed today

She pondered and recalled the answer, and several images flashed through her mind.

She was lined up in the room with several children and appeared to be approached by someone holding a syringe and a man wearing a cowboy hat.

It was the same cowboy hat she had seen when her parents died.

She vaguely remembered a few words.

Sacred Heart...

A pain came from her arm, and Shan Zhe's calm gaze brought her back to reality. "Drink some water, sit down and rest for a while, don't keep thinking about it."

Wild thoughts can easily accelerate the reaction to natural disasters.

Jing Yilan took a sip of water and watched the two people operating the instruments in front of her with serious expressions.

After an hour of hard work, he finally took her to the training ground.

evening.

Jing Yilan didn't know how she managed to get through the entire afternoon. Anyway, when she finished the last set of training, she felt like she was being forced by the physical education teacher to run 2,000 meters for eight classes.

She felt like a fish tossed on the beach by the waves, and she didn't even want to move.

"It's okay. Based on your current infection rate, go home and eat a few more bowls of rice. You'll be fine tomorrow morning." Shan Zhe whispered devilishly in her ear, "Come here after school tomorrow to train for two hours. Keep going for a month."

Jing Yilan suddenly felt that life was extremely bleak.

"You are not a human, you are a devil..." Her scalp tingled.

"I can't help it. Your foundation is too weak. With your current condition, you'd be lucky if you didn't hold others back during the escape, let alone protect them." He held his chin with one hand. "This is the truth, and it comes from experience."

Jing Yilan looked up, stared into his eyes, raised her hand and held his wrist.

"Help me up, I have no strength left."

She didn’t know if it was because of the unusually high infection rate, but after a while, she felt like she had recovered.

Dinner time.

Shan Zhe returned home.

"Mom, I'm back."

Ms. Shan Congqing stared at him with a pale face, as if she had seen a savior, "Son, I have never asked you for anything in my life."

"You can just say it."

"Slice the chicken." She quickly handed him the kitchen knife.

"This is a bone-cutting knife." Shan Zhe walked into the kitchen silently.

Shan Congqing's cooking skills can almost be described as disastrous. Shan Zhe still remembers the indescribable food he was fed after he moved out of the luxurious mansion in Huajing with her.

Even if there has been some improvement in recent years, it has only been slight.

As for the mess in the kitchen, it was no different from a battlefield, and it was common for him to clean it up.

He noticed a red and gold invitation placed next to the cabbage. "What is this? An engagement party... a grand..."

Dan Congqing was sitting in the living room holding the cat and waiting for dinner when he suddenly heard a roar.

"Mom, did you let that man into our house?"

She turned her head, trembling, "No, no."

It's over. Her cub gets stressed whenever he sees his father.

"Then this invitation—"

"He asked a mutual friend to pass it on to me, and he even placed a special order for 30 million. It would be foolish not to make money, so I accepted it." Dan Congqing spoke quickly, adding at the end, "The banquet was at your grandfather's house, so I didn't refuse."

Shanzhe stared at her face, his eyes wandering over her face without blinking, and then took the furry ball from her arms.

"You won't stop me?"

"Grandpa is really old now, and I see him less and less." He thought for a moment, "As for him, he's not important, is he?"

Dan Congqing looked at his considerate son and felt warm in his heart.

A child who has been rebellious enough will always feel guilty towards those important people he has hurt after he has calmed down.

She knew that her father would not care about her crazy words when she was young, and she also felt guilty about the harsh words she had said in the past, but if she really went back, her sisters-in-law would complain and it would affect her brother's life.

Just one look from a distance is enough.

"Why does Cuihua feel heavy again?"

"Is it possible that its name is Grace?"

"Did it agree to you calling it that?" Shan Zhe shot back ruthlessly, "Cuihua is a good name. The patterns, the green eyes, Cuihua, it's so expressive."

As if sensing his owner's call, the chubby Cheese meowed.

Dan Congqing was silent.

She thought her education and naming skills were not impaired, so what was wrong with this kid? She might as well throw it in the trash can downstairs.

Shan Zhe played with the cat for a while, then suddenly smiled. "In case that man continues to pester me, I'll accompany you to the engagement party."

Just by looking at his expression, one could tell that he had bad intentions. Dan Congqing silently worried about her ex-husband.

midnight.

Lin Zishan returned home.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw a familiar figure.

Her back is slender, and even from a distance you can notice her eye-catching long legs.

That back figure overlaps with the person in my memory.

"elder sister?"

He followed.

At this moment, reality and memory blended together, and he could hardly distinguish between reality and illusion.

Sometimes it’s my sister walking forward on her own, sometimes it’s the scene in my memory.

He stared at his hands, which held an iron spike in his tender hands, the bright red color sliding along the sharp tip of the spike towards his hands.

Another pair of hands held his, and he looked up, the girl looking at him with concern.

"Sister, I will protect you."

The childish voice was firm.

My sister suddenly smiled, and her smile was as warm as the fire around her.

The flames are spreading, the flames are burning, the flames are devouring everything.

He raised his head from his daze and saw a security guard sitting in the booth downstairs in the empty residential complex, watching "The Wrath of the Sea", an old movie from more than ten years ago, with the volume turned up very high.

"Young man, it's not scary to be dumped by a girl. Just work hard and make a name for yourself. Then why worry that she won't come back to you?"

The lines from the TV series reached my ears, and they seemed inexplicably appropriate.

He went home, took a quick shower, and lay down on the bed.

next door.

Lin Zixu sat in front of the window, and the starry sky outside was particularly bright.

She thought of her old home, where she could see the stars outside the hollow stone-carved windows in the small attic.

Her brother would take her to lie under the window and look at the sky.

He said that such a sky was like a puzzle that changed at any time, but when she stared at the hollow floral decorations, she felt that the hollow parts looked like a headless lady hanging upside down.

"Sister." The child held her hand. "I saw that in cartoons, when two people hold hands, they can feel what the other person is thinking. I'm passing on what I'm thinking to you now."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and began to mumble incantations. Some of them were lines from cartoons, and some were inexplicable weird cries. Anyway, she couldn't understand them.

After all, she didn't like the cartoon called "Super Beyblade".

Since childhood, Lin Zixu has always thought that his younger brother is a little fool.

Later, she saw with her own eyes how her brother cunningly lured and killed those people, and the little fool looked at her with a smile as if asking for a reward.

She took his hand and struck a match, which illuminated them.