Changing into a woolen coat and thin pile pants, her body warmed up a lot, and Xin Yi left the mall to take a taxi to the café.

It was still early, and Xin Yi ordered a dessert.

She didn't eat lunch, she was worried all the time on the road, and after her tense body relaxed, the hunger pang came. After eating a dessert, Xin Yi ordered another one.

It wasn't until she had eaten the third serving that she was satisfied.

It's almost time, Xin Yi ordered coffee and waited for Fu Mingcheng.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Mingcheng entered the café on time.

Sitting down in front of Xin Yi, Fu Mingcheng looked serious and said coldly, "Why isn't Xin Jue the perpetrator, what does the message you send mean?"

Xin Yiyou took a leisurely sip of coffee and said casually, "Why did my brother have a heart attack?"

Xin Jue's target is Si Heng, and it is impossible to take the initiative to argue with Fu Mingcheng. It must have been Fu Mingcheng's intention to retaliate and maliciously stimulate Xin Jue, causing him to have a heart attack.

Fu Mingcheng's face was stained with a smile, and he said in an extremely pleasant tone, "I hit his stomach with my knee." After he fell to the ground, I crushed him in the chest with my foot. ”

After a pause, Fu Mingcheng looked a little disappointed, "It's a pity, Xin Jue died too quickly." Before I could finish my fun, he choked. ”

A raging anger burned in her chest, Xin Yi trembled with anger, and her eyes were red.

Xin Jue's death was indeed deliberately done by Fu Mingcheng!

If Fu Mingcheng hadn't framed her, Si Heng wouldn't have misunderstood her, wouldn't have maliciously provoked Xin Jue, and wouldn't have let Xin Jue have murderous intentions.

Xin Yi gritted her teeth, eager to rush over and tear Fu Mingcheng apart. This bastard with a thousand cuts!

"You haven't told me why Xin Jue is not the perpetrator of the car accident. Fu Mingcheng's eyebrows furrowed.

The surveillance video was lost, and he was suspicious. However, with Xin Jue, a ready-made perpetrator, surrendered, he didn't think too much about it, and directly identified Xin Jue as the murderer.

Now, Xin Yi hinted that there was another hidden reason in the car accident, although Fu Mingcheng didn't believe it, he would inevitably be curious about who the murderer in her mouth was.

The anger in the bloodshot eyes retreated, and the smile on Xin Yi's face was a little hideous, "Guess what." ”

She worked hard to extend Xin Jue's life for four years. But now, Xin Jue's life was trampled on by Fu Mingcheng like this!

Xin Yi bit her lower lip tightly, and her trembling fingertips touched the knife and fork on the dessert plate.

Fu Mingcheng completely lost his patience, "What do you mean, why do you say that Xin Jue is not the perpetrator?"

The perpetrator of the car accident was someone else, Fu Mingcheng couldn't calm down, his mind kept thinking nonsense, and he was eager to dig the truth out of Xin Yi's mouth.

Xin Yi remained silent, and quietly took the knife in the dessert plate in her hand and put it under the table.

The hand gripping the handle of the knife was trembling, Xin Yi got up, covered his hand behind him, came to Fu Mingcheng's side, leaned down, put his lips close to his ear, and smiled low and gloomily.

Fu Mingcheng's eyes were cold, and his jawline was very tight, "Xin Yi, are you tired of living?"

What is she laughing at?

It's inexplicable!

The cold laughter lingered in his ears, and Fu Mingcheng's pursed lips were faintly cold.

He was just about to turn around when there was a sharp stabbing pain in his chest.

Xin Yi stabbed the knife into his chest.

His eyes widened instantly, and Fu Mingcheng gasped in pain. He pushed Xin Yi away and looked down at the blood oozing from his chest.

Xin Yi was pushed back a few steps. After stabilizing her body, she quickly stepped forward and pulled out the knife on Fu Mingcheng's chest, causing the blood in his body to gush out.

"The perpetrator of Si Ping's car accident is me. Fu Mingcheng, how are you feeling now?" Xin Yi grabbed his collar and said ruthlessly, "You framed me and made my brother have a heart attack, and you owe me this knife!"

Fu Mingcheng clutched his bleeding chest, his eyes flashed with a cold darkness, and he roared in a low voice, "Xin Yi, you are dead!"

"Then let me die quickly, I'll wait for you. Xin Yi sneered contemptuously.

Looking at the bright red overflowing from Fu Mingcheng's hands, Xin Yi was not afraid, but felt very happy. The wound was very close to the heart, and Fu Mingcheng was likely to die of excessive blood loss. This knife is enough for him to drink a pot.

Xin Yi and Fu Mingcheng are located in the corner of the café, and it is difficult for the staff to notice the noise.

After the murder, Xin Yi fled.

Fu Mingcheng on the seat, his gloomy gaze locked on Xin Yi outside the café. Fu Mingcheng swore that he would kill this slut!

*

There was a lot of money in the bank card, and Xin Yi chose a three-star high-end hotel, and she wanted to enjoy it at night.

Xin Yi took out her bank card from her wallet and handed it to the front desk staff.

The front desk staff swiped the card, and then raised his head, "Miss, your bank card has been frozen." ”

"Huh?" Xin Yi frowned, took out another card from her wallet and handed it to her, muttering, "How can it be frozen, it's weird." ”

The staff took the bank card, and after swiping it, he said again, "Miss, your card has also been frozen." ”

Xin Yi's face dropped, it's strange enough that the bank card was frozen inexplicably, and now another card is frozen, it's really annoying!

The cash in the bag was only a fifty and a few coins, which could not pay for the hotel at all.

The frozen bank card couldn't withdraw money, and Xin Yi's mood instantly deteriorated. Finally, she left the hotel in a wilted manner, ready to go to the bank for consultation.

On the way, the mobile phone in the pocket vibrate, Xin Yi took out the mobile phone and found that it was a message from Si Heng:

Xin Yi, you'd better come back for me before twelve o'clock tonight, otherwise, you'll suffer!

Threatening messages don't have much of an intimidating effect on Xinyi. She's not going back.

Xin Yi did not reply to Si Heng's message.

It must have been Si Heng who froze her bank card!

This bastard!

Xin Yi didn't go to the bank anymore. In this city, Si Heng covers the sky with one hand, and his eyeliner is everywhere. She can't hang out outside.

With only fifty dollars on her, Xin Yi found a remote corner and thought about where she was going to stay tonight.

Perhaps, she can use these fifty yuan to live in a cheap black hotel, but after thinking about it, she only has fifty yuan on her, and solving the problem of food and clothing is the first priority.

The sun sets and the street lights come on.

Xin Yi bought two buns and a cup of soy milk for seven yuan.

The fifty dollars were all her belongings, and she had to save some money.

It was already dark and the remote place was not safe, so Xin Yi walked to the bustling neighborhood.

In the cold wind, Xin Yi shivered and ate the buns in his hands. The temperature at night was very low, and Xin Yi felt like her body was stuffed into the freezer, and even the hot soy milk in her hand couldn't give her enough warmth.

Xin Yi snorted lightly, she really looked like a beggar.

Tonight, she may be sleeping on the streets.

Even, Xin Yi thought about going to the bookstore to buy some newspapers and being a quilt cover at night, which is how it is played in movies, and she was amused by her funny thoughts. Forget it, let's take it one step at a time.

Xin Yi stood outside the door of the restaurant, looking at the warm yellow light inside, imagining the warmth and coziness in the restaurant.

"Xinyi?"

A familiar male voice came from behind him, Xin Yi turned around and saw He Anli.

He wears a dark gray sweater, a black coat over it, a pair of dark slacks, and a pair of white sneakers.

He Anli's face was full of joy, but in the next second, worry appeared on his face. He walked up to Xin Yi and asked, "How are you doing?"

He learned the news of Xin Jue's death, and Xin Yi is very sad now.

"I'm fine. Xin Yi hooked the corners of her lips, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold wind.

"That's good. He Anli smiled gently, "Why are you here, are you going to have dinner at this restaurant?"

Xin Yi shook her head, "No, I'm just out for a walk." ”

In this restaurant, the fifty dollars in her pocket probably can't even afford a bottle of drink.

He Anli sighed, his gaze stopped on the trembling hand at her side, "Are you cold?"

Xin Yi bit her lower lip and nodded.

"If it's cold, go home, or you'll catch a cold." He Anli said.

Xin Yi lowered her head, thinking about borrowing some cash from He Anli. But she was too embarrassed to speak.

A cold wind blew, Xin Yi's black hair fluttered messily, and her body trembled a little.

It was too cold, and she didn't want to sleep on the streets.

Xin Yi took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to say to He Anli, "Can you lend me some money?"

"Huh?" He Anli was stunned, as if he didn't realize that Xin Yi was looking for him to borrow money.

"How much do you want?" asked Heanli.

Xin Yi thought for a moment, "Two hundred." ”

She will find a part-time job in a restaurant tomorrow and hurry up to earn money. Yan Tangqing's work was too easy for Si Heng to discover, and she couldn't go.