Chapter Seventy-Two: The Girl Under the Streetlamp;

"It's a pity, the ending is too miserable..."

I was confused by the pastry chef. It wasn'www.biquge.info until the store was about to close that the master told me a story from a few years ago:

It turned out that on Valentine's Day a few years ago, there was also a couple who proposed in this way in this store. Who knows, just when the man knelt down on one knee and said: "I love you", a female college student suddenly rushed out of the door and cried. At this time, everyone learned that the man had dated a female college student without telling his fiancée and promised to marry her after she graduated. And this female college student is a student of Bai Chen's school, that is, Bai Chen's senior sister.

On Valentine's Day that year, my sister received roses from her boyfriend, and in the envious eyes of everyone, she wore a beautiful dress that did not fit the season, endured the cold, and stood under the street lamp with roses, waiting for her boyfriend to spend Valentine's Day with her. Who knows, but I waited for the news that the other party brought by my friend already had a girlfriend and proposed today. Sweet illusions are shattered, and they are still regarded as bad people who destroy other people's love. Under the double pressure of being hit by feelings and outsiders' comments and guidance, the senior sister chose to commit suicide.

Why does this sound so familiar? Street lamps, roses, Valentine's Day...

Could it be that the protagonist of this story, the senior sister, is the female ghost who sells flowers?

"Because of this experience, why you are angry and kill the boys who spend money on your girlfriend?" I muttered to myself, remembering the blood that I saw from the corners of my sister's eyes hovering downstairs last night, which should have been the tears shed back then.

But since it didn't do anything to Song Nan and us at that time, why did it come to us again? What is it afraid of?

Perhaps, I can find a way to resolve my sister's grievances.

I immediately set off to go to Bai Chen's school. hurriedly rushed to Bai Chen's bedroom, pulled him out without saying a word, found a stairwell where no one was around, and looked at him with a serious face.

"Y-What's wrong with you?" Bai Chen was frightened by my momentum.

I calmed down and asked, "Tell me the truth, how did you know the story of selling flowers under the streetlights, have you ever seen that girl, or are there any other survivors?"

Bai Chen looked at my determined eyes, hesitated for a while, and finally relented: "Okay, I'll tell you frankly." Do you know all about this girl's story?"

"I heard a story about a senior sister who committed suicide many years ago on Valentine's Day when she found out that her boyfriend actually had another girlfriend and was also regarded as a sinner who broke other people's feelings. ”

"That's right, that's the story, and since that incident, every year on Valentine's Day, a boy goes missing, and the next day he turns into a corpse with his heart cut out and lying on campus. Bai Chen sighed and continued, "I said that the murders in the school before we entered the school were all told to me by a senior, in fact, these things were told to me by my cousin, and..."

"And what?"

"And my cousin is that sister's boyfriend!"

I was shocked. This thing has come full circle, and it happened to the people around me!

"To be honest, although this incident has nothing to do with me, I still feel sorry for the alumni who were innocently victimized, after all, because of my family. Bai Chen lowered his head, "So that day, when I saw the two of you chanting words at the street lamp, I was always very worried, so I caught up with you to remind me of these things." Luckily, nothing happened to you. ”

I know that Bai Chen is a friend worth making, after all, he has never hurt me, I patted him on the shoulder, and suddenly felt cold: "It's okay, if you feel sorry for the dead person, then join me to relieve my senior sister's resentment." ”

"Good!"

"Hey, wait. Don't tell Song Nan, otherwise, Song Nan will kill her with a ghost slaying talisman. I hurriedly reminded.

Bai Chen and I made a plan, first asking him to go home and find a wedding photo of his cousin, and then running to the street lamp where my sister was staying in the middle of the night when no one was around, taking out a lighter and lighting the photo while reciting words in my mouth.

"Hey, Xie Xian, didn't Song Nan ask where you were going just now?" Bai Chen said suddenly.

"I asked, and he asked me what I was doing, and then said it was better not to meddle in things. I continued to bury my head in my head.

"Relieve your worries, do you think the female ghost will come in a while?" Bai Chen looked at me and asked.

Sure enough, when the photo was completely burned, only to hear a terrible laughter ringing in our ears, the senior sister suddenly came out of nowhere and rushed to our eyes: "You dare to burn such a photo to me! Are you laughing at us for being stupid?"