Chapter 12 Who? Who was it?! They sealed her mouth shut!
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Qiao Changdong didn't leave for long, perhaps because he was afraid his precious daughter would get impatient, he hurriedly returned after less than five minutes.
After putting down his things, he took off his coat and got into Qiao Qiao's hospital bed.
The father and daughter were lying on a hospital bed.
Qiao Changdong held her in his arms.
Qiao Qiao looked somewhat dazed.
In her previous life, before she was three years old, she slept with Qiao Changdong most of the time.
Aside from when he goes out to deliver goods and sleeps with Grandma Qiao, he spends all his other time with Qiao Changdong.
It wasn't until she was three years old, after Qiao Changdong and Chen Yulian got married, that she finally started sleeping with Grandma Qiao.
For Qiao Qiao, sleeping in the same bed with her father is a very, very long time ago.
"Dad, I really... really miss you."
Nestled in Qiao Changdong's broad chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, Qiao Qiao's eyes welled up with tears, and she spoke almost in a murmur.
In her previous life, she was taken back to the Shen family when she was eight years old. When she first got back, she missed the Qiao family and Qiao Changdong every day. She would cry for half the night, and her pillow would be wet when she woke up the next day.
But at that time, she still had some hope.
Later, Qiao Changdong died on his way to Kyoto because of a phone call she received, and she lost even that last thought.
That kind of despair is the most hopeless.
Qiao Qiao never dared to dream that she would one day return to her father's arms.
She didn't want to cry.
She felt that being able to come back, even knowing that she only existed in a book, was something to be happy about.
But she couldn't control herself.
Tears streamed down his face, instantly soaking the front of Qiao Changdong's shirt.
Feeling the dampness on his chest, Qiao Changdong also experienced severe chest pain.
But he was unaware of the complexities in Qiao Qiao's heart, and even less aware that the precious child he cherished so dearly had returned from a distant past life.
She not only suffered the loss of him and all her relatives in her childhood, but also died tragically on the operating table, with her internal organs being removed... These are terrible things that ordinary people would not even dare to imagine.
He assumed that what happened today had frightened her.
In addition, he had only returned from shipping goods out of town yesterday, and had been away for almost a month, which is why she said she missed him so much.
He gently patted his little girl's back and kissed the top of her head: "Daddy misses you too."
Qiao Qiao nestled in Qiao Changdong's arms and silently shed tears for a few minutes before slowly calming herself down.
Then he raised his head, opened his red rabbit eyes, and began to talk about serious matters.
"Dad, I have something very important to tell you. You have to believe me, okay?"
"Okay, go ahead and tell me, Dad believes you."
"Actually, I was reborn..." Qiao Qiao opened her mouth, wanting to say that she was reborn. In her previous life, she died, he died, and their whole family was wiped out.
But when she said the word "rebirth," she found that the word was automatically muted!
"What? What are you?" Qiao Changdong looked at her in confusion.
how so? ! ! !
Qiao Qiao was incredulous.
How can it automatically mute?
How could this be!
Qiao Qiao was extremely anxious.
He opened his mouth and continued his rapid-fire monologue: "It's true, Daddy, I was reborn. I died in my previous life, you all died, and this world is a book..."
But to Qiao Changdong, these words only meant two words: It's true.
He couldn't hear what was said after that.
In the end, Qiao Qiao even found that she couldn't open her mouth anymore!
Zhang can't come!
It looked as if someone had forcibly glued her mouth shut.
Qiao Qiao's eyes widened in surprise.
At the same time, Qiao Changdong saw a small, bright red bubble pop up on his daughter's forehead with a "splat".
Inside the little bubble, his little daughter, with three bright red flames above her head, covered her mouth and bounced up and down, swaying left and right.
He looked like he was in a real hurry.
This perfectly illustrates what it means to be "anxious and frustrated".
Qiao Changdong was so charmed that he burst out laughing.
"???" Qiao Qiao, who was scratching her head in frustration, looked over suspiciously.
Why was her dad laughing?
She was talking about such a serious matter, and yet her mouth was somehow glued shut by some unknown, mysterious force, and her dad actually laughed out loud?!
"Baby, you are so cute!"
Seeing his little girl's innocent expression, Qiao Changdong finally transformed into a woodpecker, holding her face and chirping incessantly.
Of course.
She is naturally the cutest.
Qiao Qiao's thoughts were also led astray.
He unconsciously revealed a proud expression.
At the same time, the little figure in the bubble above her head also put her hands on her hips and puffed out her little chest.
The three flames turned into little hearts, twinkling on and off.
His little expressions were so smug.
But she quickly realized what was happening.
No, no.
The most important thing now is to talk about rebirth!
The little figure inside the bubble is covering its head and shaking it violently, then it starts to panic and run away again.
But no matter what method she used, she just couldn't open her mouth to talk about her rebirth.
"!!!" Qiao Qiao.
Ouch.
angry!
I'm so angry!
If you don't want her to talk, then what's the point of bringing her back to life?
The little figure inside the bubble corresponds to her mood, and out of nowhere, she conjures up a chipped, broken bowl and angrily throws it to the ground.
Seeing this, Qiao Changdong actually burst out laughing this time.
He laughed louder and louder, his chest shaking as he laughed.
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