Chapter 226: Encounter off the stage
Chapter 226 Encounter off the stage
Sister Maina looked at the hung up phone and was furious: "Li Lei, I will **** you!"
After the explosion, I almost dropped my phone.
What she didn’t know was that Xia Ling secretly heard all this from behind the guest room door. Sister Maina's anger and helplessness, the innocuous chatter between adults and children in the living room, the laughter...
She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, all this was so unbearable.
Xia Ling found a few pieces of clothing from the closet in the guest room, disguised herself, and left a note to Sister Mai Na telling her not to worry. She secretly left Mai's house unprepared.
The streets were deserted, with the aroma of food and the sound of firecrackers coming from here and there.
The lights in the residential area are bright, like isolated islands on the silent night sea.
Xia Ling wrapped her coat tightly and walked aimlessly on the street. The world was so big that she didn’t know where to find her own place. All happiness belonged to others, and there was only unforgettable loneliness and pain. , and then it stayed in her heart to taste silently.
She was walking and came to a building.
Looking up at the high open-air stage, she stood firm - it turned out to be here. In her previous life, she was murdered at the concert commemorating the 10th anniversary of her debut.
The stage remains the same, but it is no longer the lively scene it once was. Fine snowflakes cover the huge venue in pale white, with cold metal steps and fences and dim lights. Xia Ling looked at the stage for a long time. In her ears, the cheers of countless fans that day seemed to be heard again, as well as the last half of the heart-rending song.
“Butterfly in a cage, flightless wings...” She murmured, singing the lyrics softly, and stretched out her hand towards the high stage, as if to catch some broken phantom.
"Snapped". "Snapped". Twice.
Someone actually applauded, and the applause echoed faintly in the empty snow.
Xia Ling was frightened. She turned around and saw a tall man sitting in the stands on the second floor. He was wearing a black coat and a long scarf. In the dim light, his face could not be seen clearly. Only his handsome outline was vaguely outlined, like a god.
Xia Ling's breathing was stagnant.
She knew who it was, the one person she would never forget even if he passed away and turned into ashes - Pei Ziheng.
Isn’t it New Year’s Eve today? Why is he here? Xia Ling remembers the rules of the Pei family. This ancient wealthy family, like the Li family, requires the whole family to gather together for a reunion dinner. As the clan leader, Pei Ziheng used to attend on time every year, so that even in her previous life, she had to humiliate herself and follow him back to the clan every year.
But this year, he came here regardless of the clan rules.
The place of her death.
Pei Ziheng stood up, his tall body blocking the dim light. He walked towards her step by step: "Why are you here, Ye Xingling?"
"I..." She took two steps back, not knowing how to answer. Both emotionally and logically, it was inappropriate for her to appear here at this time. How could she explain it so as not to make him suspicious? Xia Ling felt that too many things had happened in the past two days and she was too tired. She could no longer think of any perfect excuse. She simply gave up on herself and said, "I'm heartbroken."
Everyone in the world knew that she was lovelorn, abandoned by Li Lei, and ridiculed by all the media and the public.
Pei Ziheng obviously heard the news and was not surprised: "Really? That's really pitiful."
He walked up to her step by step and looked down at her pale and haggard face: "Every time I see you, you show your teeth and claws. Why did you do this this time?" His voice was low, as if he was stating an ordinary fact. . Hearing it in her ears made her want to cry.
Once, she was arrogant and willful under his protection. Even if her finger was pricked by a rose thorn, she would cry to him for a long time with tears in her eyes. But now, she has been so wronged, but she still pretends to be nonchalant. He said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."
Pei Ziheng fell silent.
Today is New Year's Eve, and for some reason, he doesn't want to go back to the clan and fight with those old and immortal people. He remembered that every time during the Spring Festival, Xiao Ling would try her best to prevent him from going back, whether she lost her temper or acted coquettishly. However, for the sake of that authority and responsibility, every year, he would drag and coax her away. Take it back to the Pei family.
Obviously knowing that she doesn't like it.
Obviously knowing that she has been wronging herself.
Pei Ziheng regretted it very much. Once, even just once, why couldn't he follow Xiao Ling's wish and take her to climb a snow-capped mountain to watch fireworks, wake up in a romantic travel place in the morning, and say Happy New Year?
Now, he can only be alone here, looking at the stage where she fell, feeling sad.
Xia Ling turned her face away from him, fearing that she would not be able to restrain her weakness if she looked at him again.
She stepped back step by step, turned around and was about to leave.
"It's right here." Under the empty stage, among the fine and falling snowflakes, she heard Pei Ziheng's lonely voice, "I watched her standing on the stage singing, so beautiful, so dazzling... Suddenly it became dark, and she left I."
His voice was hoarse.
Xia Ling was shocked and stopped in her tracks. This was the first time she heard him talk about the disaster, the first time she heard him remember her in such a sad and desolate tone.
Pei Ziheng did not look at her, but still looked at the stage: "I punished the murderer, asked those two people to pay for her life, and asked those two families to be wiped out... so what? She will never come back."
“Who?” She turned around and asked, “Who is the murderer?”
She never knew who killed her. In the darkness, the knife stabbed into the back of her heart was so deep that she was killed with one blow. Is it really the Wang family as she guessed? Not long after her death, the Wang family declared bankruptcy and disappeared.
Sure enough, Pei Ziheng said: "Wang Jingzhou." This was Wang Jingwan's brother. "He hired a murderer to kill someone. He pulled the switch in the power distribution room. Taking advantage of the darkness, the murderer he bribed rushed onto the stage and killed Xiao Ling."
"that's all?"
"That's it." Pei Ziheng chuckled sarcastically, "My little Ling was killed by such a clumsy method."
Hearing what he said, Xia Ling felt relieved. Great...it's the Wang family, not Xia Yu. Even if their sisters turned against each other, she really didn't want the person who put her to death to be the sister she had tried so hard to protect.
Pei Ziheng, on the other hand, she is dead, why should he miss her?
When he was alive, he was so cruel to her, but then he pretended to be affectionate after she died? !
She mocked him coldly: "If you were nice to her, didn't provoke the Wang family, and didn't get engaged to Wang Jingwan, then the Wang family wouldn't kill Xia Ling in order to avenge Wang Jingwan."
"How do you know?" Pei Ziheng's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stared at her, "How do you know that the Wang family's revenge on Xiao Ling was because of Wang Jingwan's death?!" His relationship with Xia Ling was a secret. When he imprisoned Xia Ling, The public only thought that Xia Ling was unwell and recovering from illness, or that it was a ban. He had completely determined the cause of Wang Jingwan's death. In front of public opinion, Xia Ling was not involved at all. How could the girl in front of her know that the Wang family was angry with Xia Ling because of Wang Jingwan's death? !
Xia Ling's heart skipped a beat and she realized that she had let something slip.
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(End of this chapter)