Updated: 2012-04-15

The night, cold and cold, with a great wind blowing, made the whole street look gloomy, as it had been twenty years before, with misty raindrops, which made the quiet night restless.

The mood in the air was growing wildly, and Night Dance City was still bustling with people and bustling, and it didn't seem to let the untimely rain affect business. The neon glittering streets, there are a few flowery women standing at the door, with thick makeup on their faces, and the smell of vulgar perfume comes from bursts, this is the night dance city, a hundred years like a day, even if the Japanese devils come, I am afraid that the scenery here will not change, at any time, as long as there are men, the business here will not decrease.

Wu Ruoyan skillfully lit a cigarette, spit out a circle, two circles, and let the smoke fill the air, blurring his vision, his eyes seemed to have tears, and a sad look jumped on his face. The fifteen-centimeter pair of high heels were ravaged by the toes until the fireworks were extinguished, and the room, which had no light, was completely dark in an instant, as peaceful as this night, and a little ghostly and unsettling.

Something evaporates in the air, contaminating every corner of the box, and it's quiet, quiet.

But jumping through this corridor, there is a different world outside, the carnival of carnival, the drinking of drinking, the dancing of dancing, the ambiguous, the flirting, as usual, still singing.

Wu Ruoyan sat alone on the sofa, everything here seemed so empty, occasionally some lights came in, but it was only a little bit of broken stars, it seemed that the darkness here could not find an exit, but he wanted to struggle to find a place where he could see the light.

The door "branches", a man in a black suit walked in, this person often accompanies Wu Ruoyan, does not like to laugh, has a strong figure and developed biceps, seems to be very capable of fighting.

His black clothes made the night seem longer and the atmosphere more silent.

"Sister Ruoyan, everything has been arranged, it's just ......" He paused, as if he didn't dare to say anything.

"Say!" Wu Ruoyan shouted, looking up coldly and glancing at him.

"Tomorrow's funeral, tomorrow's funeral can't find Sister Shuangyue's relatives!"

"I'm her relative, we're like sisters, understand?" Wu Ruoyan instantly became very excited, and suddenly got up from the sofa like a crazy lion, rushed to him, grabbed his tie, and stared fiercely, as if he was the real culprit who killed Shuangyue.

"Sister Ruoyan, I understand!" the man looked a little frightened, but in his eyes, there was more sympathy.

"You don't understand, you don't understand!" Wu Ruoyan roared silently, she let go of his collar, and the whole person was out of control, as if crazy, desperately throwing the things in her hand to the ground, wine glasses, cigarettes, and lighters.

The room began to be messy, with the sound of shattering and glass all over the floor. When everything was finished, Wu Ruoyan began to be quiet, quietly not speaking, like a child who had done something wrong, she squatted on the ground, hugged her arms, and buried her head deeply, no one would understand how sad she was at this moment, how sad and desperate she was.

"Sister Ruoyan......" The man shouted softly, he had been with Wu Ruoyan for so many years, and he had never seen her like this, so you can imagine how much pain she felt in her heart.

"Get out!" Dancing like a gossamer, no strength at all

"Sister Ruoyan ......"

"Get out!" Wu Ruoyan shouted as if she had exhausted all her strength, at this time she didn't want anyone to disturb her, she just wanted to be alone and quiet.

The man sighed helplessly, looking at Wu Ruoyan with sympathetic eyes, he was also sad in his heart, although Shuangyue is usually very cold, but she treats people well, and people always have emotional animals.

Pushed open the door and walked out.

In the black box, Wu Ruoyan was once again the only one left. When she saw Shuangyue lying quietly on the ground, she thought she would cry, but she didn't.

Crying is no longer enough to represent her current mood, if crying will be more comfortable, then she would rather cry hard, but the tears are exhausted, no matter how hard she tries, she still can't squeeze it out, a person, how sad it must be to be like her now.

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The halls of Night Dance City.

At the end of the song, Zhang Jing walked down from the stage, with the same uneasiness in her eyes, she could no longer stand on this stage as if she was fine. Rushed into the corner, picked up the wine from the glass and poured it in, the cold wine moistened his throat and passed through his intestines, and finally drew back a little bit of reason.

Zhang Jing is wearing a long red skirt today, with a Parisian flavor, simple and generous, and red enthusiasm, which makes people feel hot. The thought of last night's events kept coming back to me, lingering like a nightmare, and Shuangyue's eyes before she died, like the lights in this space, big and small, staring at her all the time, letting her hide from afar, making her almost unable to breathe.

"Sister Zhang Jing, Sister Ruoyan is looking for you!" was still the same man just now, he floated in front of Zhang Jing like a ghost, which made her startled.

"Well, I see!" After all, Zhang Jing is not a person who has never seen a big scene, and she instantly became calm and hid her emotions well.

Zhang Jing continued to take a few sips of wine, and the wine in the cup was lifted into the air, and a few drops from the corners of his mouth flowed down his neck and into his clothes.

dragged his long skirt and swayed his small steps, and began to walk towards Wu Ruoyan.

Zhang Jing pushed open the door and saw Wu Ruoyan sitting on the ground alone, and there was a mess all over the ground, with a strong smell of alcohol and smoke in the air, all kinds of smells came, just like the feeling of a corpse rotting in late autumn, Zhang Jing remembered the back of Shuangyue's bloody head, blood kept flowing, constantly flowing, thick, fishy, very disgusting and disgusting.

Zhang Jing took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried not to think about these images.

Pretended to be calm and went to Wu Ruoyan's side, although she hated Wu Ruoyan very much, but seeing her appearance at the moment, pity arose from the bottom of her heart.

"Sister Ruoyan?!" Zhang Jing called her name softly.

"Shuangyue is dead, do you know? She's dead, dead!!" Wu Ruoyan raised her head, looked at Zhang Jing with confused eyes, and muttered like a child, as if she was talking to herself, as if she was talking to someone about it. His messy hair was scattered haphazardly, and his big eyes, which were usually pretty, were now eclipsed.

"I know!" Zhang Jing touched her hair, like coaxing a child, at this moment, she suddenly felt that she didn't hate Wu Ruoyan anymore, she didn't hate it at all, but felt a little sympathetic to her.

"I must avenge her, I must!" Wu Ruoyan's eyes instantly became terrifying, and she was full of murderous energy, she was a person who did what she said.

Zhang Jing "chuckled" in her heart, as if she was naked and being blown by the winter wind.

Wu Ruoyan is still the same Wu Ruoyan, she is a bad person, and she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. Zhang Jing, Zhang Jing, you must hold on, you must defeat her.

"Sister Ruoyan, take a good rest!" Zhang Jing comforted, in fact, she still couldn't bear it in her heart, in fact, she could be a little more ruthless, now is the time when Wu Ruoyan is the weakest, she can completely rebel, she can even kill Wu Ruoyan.

"Within three days, help me find out the murderer!" Wu Ruoyan ordered, her voice was cold, as cold as a sub-zero space, so that people couldn't hear a trace of emotion.

The murderer, hehe, don't you know that the murderer is standing right in front of your eyes.

Zhang Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she had finally become a bad person, and she could finally be a bad person now. The world was so dirty, so dirty that she needed courage to even open her eyes, and tears finally flowed out. In order to pay tribute to the innocent her two years ago.

From this moment on, she couldn't turn back, she had no way back. Dance like smoke is her eternal enemy, either she dies or she dies!

Wu Ruoyan thought that Zhang Jing was sad because of Shuangyue's death, and didn't notice the expression on her face, Zhang Jing at this moment was completely like a different person, she was no longer kind, and even the last trace of innocence in her heart was drained, and those hatreds were like wild weeds growing wildly in June, soaking her body and mind, and every seed of hatred was roaring to sprout and grow.

"You say, who killed Shuangyue, who is it?" Wu Ruoyan began to calm down, from last night to now, she couldn't calm down and think, her mind was too messy, and she was filled with tragic emotions, and she didn't think about the question of who was the murderer at all.

"She has too many enemies!" Zhang Jing's words carried a little compassion, she didn't hate Shuangyue.

"But to be able to kill Shuangyue in Dancing Night City, and to be able to escape without being discovered, it must be someone who is very familiar with this place, who is it?" Wu Ruoyan fell into deep thought, she would never have thought that Zhang Jing was the murderer of Shuangyue.

She must have never imagined that under Zhang Jing's simple appearance, there was a heart of hatred for her.

"Sister Ruoyan, after tomorrow's funeral, let's investigate this matter thoroughly!" Zhang Jing sighed, tomorrow's funeral, she thought, she will definitely cry, definitely, definitely.

"Good!" replied softly, she no longer had the ability to think, sadness, lingering sadness, floating in every corner of the air.

Shuangyue's death undoubtedly brought a very heavy blow to Wu Ruoyan, and it was beneficial and harmless to Zhang Jing. She can take advantage of this time, take advantage of this time to do what she wants, to get back everything she once took away from her.

Zhang Jing secretly thought in her heart that this was the only chance for revenge, and she must grasp it!

ps: Ahem, Shuangyue died...... Ahem, tragedy, let's talk to them, this article is a tragedy, woo....... but I'm still working hard, I want to give it a warm ending!