I Refused to Be a Substitute, and Shot to Fame on a Variety Show With My Mother-In-Law Chapter 559

  Chapter 559 Forgot him

  The night Shao Jingmo left Qiao's house, Qiao Qiao had been suffering from insomnia in the first half of the night, tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep.

   I finally fell asleep in the middle of the night, but I only slept for less than two hours. After waking up at four in the morning, I couldn't fall asleep again.

  She didn't turn on the light, she got up on tiptoe, fumbled for a coat at the end of the bed and put it on her body, then went to sit quietly on the tatami mat in front of the window.

   There is no concept of time, and this sitting will last until dawn.

   Then she got sick.

  No high fever, no nausea, no dizziness, just like an eggplant after being beaten by frost, limp, unable to lift up energy, very haggard.

  Mother Qiao invited the family doctor to take a look. Qiao Qiao neither made a fuss nor quarreled, and cooperated with the doctor very well throughout the whole process.

   A few minutes later, the doctor closed the door and came out. Seeing Qiao's mother and Qiao's father waiting anxiously, the doctor shook his head at them.

  Mother Qiao turned pale with shock: "How could it be so serious?"

  Father Qiao's face was not much better: "Last night, I was talking and laughing, and it was very good. How could it be today..."

  The doctor said seriously: "I shook my head to mean that Miss Qiao is fine."

  As soon as these words came out, Qiao's mother and Qiao's father breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

  Mother Qiao said to the doctor displeased: "You can just say it directly, but you have to shake your head. I was so scared that I thought it was a serious illness."

  The doctor frowned, with a solemn expression: "At present, Miss Qiao has no physical problems, but if she continues like this, her psychological situation may not be very optimistic."

  Father Qiao asked, "What do you mean?"

  The doctor said: "I'm too worried. Her state didn't just appear today. I guess it has been going on for a few days."

   Father Qiao and Mother Qiao looked at each other, looking at each other in blank dismay.

   Qiao Qiao and Shao Jingmo's divorce, Qiao's father and mother also knew about it.

  Last night, not long after Shao Jingmo came out of Mr. Qiao's room, Qiao's father, Qiao's mother also went in and found out about the divorce.

  Qiao Qiao has hidden her emotions very well recently, especially in front of her parents and grandpa, she looks almost the same as usual, and in the company too, no one knows how unhappy she is.

   Only in the dead of night is when she is at her worst.

  She has been repressed all the time, and she has never let these repressions vent, so she is extremely painful inside, and even tortured herself repeatedly.

  Finally, last night, the secret she wanted to know the most was in front of her eyes. Everything came crashing down, and the line of defense supporting her body was finally broken.

   Mother Qiao pushed the door open and came in.

  Qiao Qiao was sitting on the bed, her hair was draped, her face was very pale, she stared blankly at a certain place for an unknown amount of time, the neither sad nor happy state made Qiao's mother feel distressed.

   "姽姽." Mother Qiao walked to the bed.

  Qiao Qiao was distracted, and Qiao's mother's voice brought her back to reality. She slowly raised her head to look at Qiao's mother, and shouted hoarsely: "Mom."

  Hearing this hoarse voice, Qiao's mother's heart was about to break. She sat down by the bed, stretched out her hand to hold Qiao Qiao's face: "What's on your mind, can you tell mom?"

  Qiao Qiaojing looked at Qiao's mother for a few seconds, and suddenly she pulled her lips and let out a sarcastic smile: "There's nothing to say."

  Mother Qiao frowned: "Is it because of Jingmo?"

  Qiao Qiao's eyes were foggy, but that was not a sign of crying. She found that when her mood became neither sad nor happy, her emotions never rose or fell, and she couldn't cry even if she wanted to.

   In the eyes of Qiao's mother, she was almost distressed: "I know it's because of him."

   Qiao Qiao turned her face away, and Mother Qiao's hand dropped immediately.

   "He sees different things and wants to change, how can you be so reluctant to let him go?"

"When I agreed to marry you, I didn't hesitate at all, and when I asked for a divorce, I didn't hesitate at all. What does this mean? It means that you are not important to him from the beginning to the end, and he doesn't take you seriously at all. .”

   "Hey, listen to your mother, there is still a long way to go, don't waste it all on him."

   "He's not worth it."

  When Qiao's mother finished saying the last sentence "he's not worth it", Qiao Qiao's mood suddenly fluctuated greatly. She didn't refute Qiao's mother's words, but directly pushed Qiao's mother away: "Get out! You get out!"

  Mother Qiao didn't expect her daughter to suddenly have such a big emotional reaction because of what she said.

"Hey..." Qiao's mother hesitated to speak, seeing her daughter's mood was extremely bad, her heart ached beyond measure: "When you mention him, you can still be calm, and when you say he is not good, you lose control of your emotions. The impact is too great."

   Qiao Qiao's eyes were red: "You go out!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, mom will go out now." Qiao's mother stood up, her hands hanging by her sides seemed to have no place to rest, she sighed: "I'll arrange a servant to guard at your door, if you Whatever you want, whatever you want to eat, just shout."

  Qiao Qiao didn't speak. She bent her knees and hugged her legs, resting her chin on her knees, sobbing heavily from her nose.

  Mother Qiao stopped nagging, turned and went out.

  As soon as she came out, Mother Qiao saw Father Qiao's particularly concerned face appearing in front of her eyes.

  Father Qiao immediately stepped forward and asked, "What happened just now? Why is there such a sudden commotion?"

  Mother Qiao's face was displeased: "I mentioned Jingmo, and I almost turned against me."

  Qiao's father was angry: "It's this time, why are you still talking about Jingmo, because you are afraid that you will never forget him in your life."

"It's not that you don't know that you are suffering from a heart attack. Who am I going to mention if I don't mention Jingmo?" Mother Qiao quickly lowered her voice, closed the door quietly, and pulled Father Qiao aside: "Be quiet, we can't let you She heard it."

  Joe's father looked back at the closed door, worried that his brows were almost overflowing: "Listen to what my father said, the divorce procedures between Xiong and Jingmo are already underway."

  Mother Qiao nodded: "I'm watching the process, and we can get the divorce certificate tonight at the latest. We are finally free."

   "I see that after getting along day and night in the past few months, I really like Jingmo, otherwise I wouldn't be so reluctant." Qiao's father's tone was full of regret: "It's a pity that he and Jingmo have a shallow relationship."

Mother Qiao said with a sullen face: "Okay, don't mention it again when it's a foregone conclusion. Just now, although the doctor said that this state of mind is a heart disease and needs heart medicine, the doctor also said that time is also a good medicine for heart disease. Wait for him After leaving, everything will return to the right track, and as time goes by, you will gradually forget about him, and maybe you will forget him completely after a year or two."

  Father Qiao didn't make a sound, which was his tacit agreement.

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Qiao was disturbed by some noise.

  She opened the door and came out. Seeing her going out, the servant immediately asked, "Miss, what do you need?"

  Qiao Qiao shook her head, looked up at the people standing in the corridor not far away, and asked, "Who are they?"

  The servant turned his head and glanced in that direction, and then said to Qiao Qiao, "Miss, you are a worker from the moving company."

   Qiao Qiao: "Moving..."

  The servant looked at Qiao Qiao's face and spoke carefully: "I heard that the third master is going to move out of Qiao's house. Those people are invited by the third master from the moving company."

   Qiao Qiao looked in that direction: "Did they just come?"

"Um."

   "How long will it take to move?"

   "It's not very clear. It is estimated that all the moving will be completed tonight. When the moving is completed..."

  Before the servant finished speaking, Qiao Qiao suddenly stepped up and walked over there.

  At this time, there were four movers standing in Shao Jingmo's bedroom, and Jing Cheng stood in the innermost place. He would say wherever he pointed his finger: "Don't touch these, don't touch these."

  The worker asked: "Then which ones shall we move?"

"Inside." Jingcheng pointed to a compartment in the bedroom. When the workers rolled up their sleeves and were about to start work, Jingcheng made a special reminder: "The items are valuable, so be careful, especially those that are covered. Open it without authorization, and move it as I said."

  The workers all responded.

  They are all movers hired by professional companies, so naturally they won't mess around and cause trouble.

  After Jingcheng opened the door, the workers entered one after another.

  At that time, Qiao Qiao was standing at the door, and she watched the workers enter the cubicle one after another. She remembered that she had been to Shao Jingmo's bedroom many times and knew that there was a compartment, but she needed a key to get in.

  She has always been curious, and even quietly asked Shao Jingmo if she could be given the privilege to go in and see what rare treasures are hidden inside.

  But every time he was fooled by Shao Jingmo.

   So far, she has never entered.

   She had been unable to enter the place, and Shao Jingmo's bodyguards led people in to move things in a mighty way today, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

   Not long after, two workers lifted a frame out, because the frame was covered with a piece of wine-red flannelette, and no one knew what was under the flannelette.

  The worker looked up and saw a young girl standing at the door, and kindly reminded: "Precious items, please keep out of the way."

  Qiao Qiao didn't leave, she stepped in without saying a word, she was about to lift the wine-red flannel with her hand, but before she touched the corner of the flannel, Jing Cheng who came out of it immediately stopped her—

   "Miss, wait a minute!"

  Jingcheng ran over and blocked Qiao Qiao with his body.

  Qiao Qiao looked up at Jing Cheng, the tension on his face conveyed to her that there was something very important under this covered frame.

   Qiao Qiao remained expressionless: "I'll just take a look, so I won't waste much of your time."

  Jingcheng shook his head: "No."

  Qiao Qiao asked, "Why can't I watch it?"

  Jingcheng explained clumsily: "This is the third master's personal belongings. It is very valuable. I hope the eldest lady will not make things difficult and let the workers I brought remove the things smoothly."

   "I didn't tell you not to move your things." Qiao Qiao's tone was a little dark, her face was not very good-looking: "Of course I also said, just take a look, it won't waste much time for you."

  Jing Cheng stood in front of Qiao Qiao, not moving a bit: "Sorry Miss, it's inconvenient."

  Qiao Qiao: "What if I want to watch?"

  Jing Cheng didn't speak.

  Qiao Qiao tried her best to push away Jing Cheng who was standing in front of her, but her strength alone was useless, and Jing Cheng's body remained motionless.

   It was impossible to be explicit, so she had no choice but to come secretly.

  She suddenly squatted down unexpectedly, Jing Cheng couldn't believe that she thought she was going to get in, and immediately leaned over to pull Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao took his hand away at the right time, and lifted the wine-red flannel.

  She was very eager to know what was under the flannelette.

  But when she really opened it, she regretted it.

   There is a huge oil painting inlaid in the frame, and the person on the portrait is her, almost lifelike with every frown and smile.

  In the painting, she stretches out her hands, as if gesturing for some kind of gesture.

   But she forgot, she had no impression of gesturing. And the clothes she was wearing in the portrait, and the scene where she didn't remember.

  The only thing that can be confirmed is that this painting was painted by Shao Jingmo, and there is a signature on it: Mo.

   Qiao Qiao had already seen the oil painting, Jing Cheng was not too flustered, if he hadn't deliberately released the water just now, Qiao Qiao would have no chance to lift the flannelette.

   See it when you see it, anyway, it should be seen by the eldest lady, at least he thinks so.

   "Miss, you have seen the paintings, so please don't make things difficult for us to remove them, is that okay?" Jing Cheng asked.

  Qiao Qiao withdrew her gaze from the painting, turned her head to look at Jing Cheng: "You mean, there is still my portrait inside?"

  Jing Cheng remained silent.

   Qiao Qiao walked in, but Jing Cheng stopped her: "Miss, there is no need."

   "It's up to you whether it's necessary or not!" Qiao Qiao waved away Jing Cheng's blocking arm, and went into the 'secret room'.

  One, two, three, four...

  There are about fifteen or sixteen pieces in sight, most of them are oil paintings, a few of them are sketches, all of which are framed, and the visual scene almost makes Qiao Qiao feel shocked.

  When did he secretly draw so many portraits of her behind her back?

  Date, she forgot to look at the date.

  In addition to signing, there is also a date.

   "Two years ago, a year ago... and the day before you came to Beijing to pick me up..."

  Qiao Qiao recited the signature and date under each oil painting over and over again, and every time she recited it, she shed a tear.

  She slowly stretched out her hand, trying to touch the oil painting, but her hand trembled slightly in mid-air.

   "The painting just now is the first month that the eldest lady went to the capital, when she stood outside the barber shop to see customers."

  Jing Cheng's voice came.

   Qiao Qiao turned her head: "You mean the oil painting just now?"

  Jingcheng nodded: "Yes."

Qiao Qiao was stunned, no wonder she only thought that her hand gestures in that painting should be gesticulating something, but she couldn't remember what scene it was. It turned out that it was the first month when she first arrived in the capital, she opened a barber shop and there was no business , and then went out to solicit customers with the cheek to go out.

  Qiao Qiao lowered her eyes and whispered: "So after I arrived in the capital, my little uncle has been paying attention to me."

"The third master is worried about you being there alone, so he has been paying attention." Jing Cheng stepped forward and motioned Qiao Qiao to look at each painting here: "Miss, you should also notice that the date of each painting In these three years, whenever the third master misses you, he will draw your portrait in this room. Until you come back, he will lock this compartment, afraid that you will see these paintings and scare you. "

  Qiao Qiao raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks: "What else?"

  Jingcheng is very clear, since he has violated the third master's intention and let the eldest lady see his secret, then it is better to violate it to the end.

  He didn't want the third master to die, and the young lady hated him.

"In addition to painting your portrait and comforting lovesickness, the third master will go to the capital twice a month, but you don't know it, because the third master has never shown his face in front of you. The only time he showed up was when he picked you up. "

"Miss probably thinks that she is very lucky and everything goes smoothly in the capital, but in fact, the third master has settled many things for you, and the third master has quietly cleaned up many messes for you, and the third master has done for you. A lot happened."

   "It's just that you don't know it. You always think that you are lucky."

   Qiao Qiao shook her head: "I don't want to watch it."

  Jingcheng frowned: "What?"

  Qiao Qiao raised her eyes and looked at Jing Cheng: "Just pretend that I didn't come in, just pretend that I don't know anything, just pretend that I didn't lift the flannelette just now, don't tell me anymore, and I won't read it."

  After speaking, she turned around and left here as if fleeing.

  (end of this chapter)

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