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Chapter 14 Dog, how can you be qualified to be a human [recommended ticket]
"Then you explain." Song Miao's voice faded, mocking endlessly.

With thin white arms wrapped around, the man leaned against the car door, looking directly at him.

"I'm listening, Mr. Xing."

Xing Shao was speechless, unable to speak.

It was a fact that he lied to her, and he couldn't explain it.

"Amiao, I was only..."

The feeble words made him stop abruptly.

"That's why you took revenge on me and treated me like your dog."

Song Miao's voice was soft, with a bit of self-deprecation, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile, which was endlessly alienated, "Mr. Xing is a high-ranking man, so you can play as you want, dog, how can you be a human being?"

Xing Shao couldn't hear her belittle himself like this, and roared: "I didn't treat you like a dog, A Miao, I'm sorry."

He walked up to her and hugged her tightly, his warm face pressed against her shoulders, and his scorching breath fell on the porcelain white skin, bringing her a trace of dirty warmth.

"Amyu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

His arms tightened tighter and tighter, Song Miao was a little out of breath, the arm that was touching his chest slowly slipped down, and the whole body also slipped down.

"A Miao—" Xing Shao hurriedly caught the girl who fainted, and patted her pale face with his big hands, with self-blame in his eyes.

……

Song Miao woke up the next day.

Luxurious court-style decoration, soft bedding, and warm touch.

She turned her eyes, and saw the man with black eyes lying beside her, subconsciously backing away.

Her movement awakened Xing Shao.

The man opened his sharp black eyes. Seeing her retreat to the corner of the bed, he quickly retracted the coldness between her brows and eyes, and said in a soft voice: "I didn't touch you, I promise, are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and cook for you."

Song Miao stared straight at him, his gaze changed from cold to defensive and then ignorant.

It was completely similar to yesterday, and seemed to be a different person.

Gently pulled the corner of the quilt to grab her tender white feet with her thin hands, hugged her knees and retracted into the corner of the bed, without speaking in a daze.

Her amber fox eyes lost her usual charm, as if her soul had been sucked out. Her pale face, reddish wounds, and dull pupils made her look like a broken doll.

Xing Shao felt a twinge in his heart, and his hands hidden under the quilt trembled slightly.

He actually forced her to be like this.

"Amyu..."

"Brother, has my mother locked me at home again?" She asked ignorantly, her tone immature, like a child, "Brother, I'm so good, can you tell my mother, A Miao, also wants to follow her to visit the two people?" The world? Amyu won't make trouble."

Xing Shao's heart trembled violently.

Not caring so much, he rolled out of bed to make a phone call.

His Amu is not like that.

The psychiatrist told Song Miao that she had a very serious post-traumatic stress disorder after reading it to Song Miao, and now it is a protective mechanism triggered by the body's instinct.

Selective amnesia.

She chose the most peaceful time of her life.

Xing Shao was stunned by the doctor's words.

The hanging hand was gradually clenched.

The most reassuring time is also begging my mother not to lock her at home.

How could he be such an asshole!Take all your grievances out on her.

Shengsheng forced her into this appearance.

Damn him!
"Brother, when will my mother come to pick me up?" Song Miao asked obediently as she sat on the sofa, without her usual coquettishness, at this moment she was like an abandoned elf.

Pure and flawless, it makes people feel distressed.

Xing Shao didn't know how to answer her question, so he squatted beside her legs and raised his head to stare at her, rubbed her hair with his big hands, and comforted softly: "Brother will accompany you from now on, okay?"

Song Miao snapped his hand open and stared at him vigilantly.

"I want to find my mother."

The tone is stubborn.

(End of this chapter)