Ling Motang's ghost tricks Shen Yuan saw in his eyes, but he didn't want to break it, and it was a loss for Ling Motang to think of it as an excuse for having a child, anyway, he was not in a hurry to take the other party's life, so Ling Motang opened his eyes and said nonsense, but he didn't think that this person would really deceive him Shen Yuan as a fool. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Motang shook his head again and again: "No, no, no, I don't have this idea at all." She raised her right hand and looked at her sincerely: "I swear." ”

Ling Motang saw that Shen Yuan still had a cold face, and asked again: "Ask again, how do you want to kill me in the future?" After asking this sentence, Ling Motang felt that he was really the second most powerful person in the world, anyway, Hengzhi was a death, and the way of death was so heavy?

Shen Yuan glanced Ling Motang up and down, and his voice was clear: "You have three years. ”

Yo, this Shen Yuan is really good at talking to himself, you say three years is three years, Ling Motang squinted his eyes and complained in his heart, but his face was grateful, and he pulled Shen Yuan's sleeve: "Don't worry, I will give birth to as many babies as I can within three years." ”

Shen Yuan's eyelids jumped slightly, if it weren't for Ling Motang's usefulness, Ling Motang, who was flamboyant, would be a dead man now.

One day, Ling Motang would either die in Shen Yuan's hands or die in her mouth.

"Thank you." Ling Motang paused word by word, and said extremely reluctantly after a long delay, but after a while, he approached Shen Yuan cheaply, and emphasized: "That word is a certainty, you can't kill me again in three years." ”

Shen Yuan replied in silence, Ling Motang, who had won the life-saving card, was even more unscrupulous, and even a little happy in his heart, could he not like it?

Her current situation is like a terminal cancer patient, obviously she can only live for three more days, but in these three days, medicine has progressed, she can live for another three years, how can she not make Ling Motang happy.

Three years, a lot can be accomplished. Ling Motang felt that she was lucky, she saw a touch of fish belly white that was appearing in the east, the sun shining on the Broken Heart Pool emitted a charming halo, Shen Yuan's arrival seemed to be just ripples on the surface of the calm lake, and it did not affect Ling Motang's future plans in the slightest.

It's just that there is a lack of Po Sa Tower in the body who can save his life in a critical moment, and his heart is a little unwilling. But compared to life, the tower is not so important.

The barren West Garden was shrouded in sunlight and became warm, Ling Motang patted the dust on his body and walked out of the West Garden, Wang Yusen was waiting at the door outside the West Garden, and when he saw Ling Motang coming out, Wang Yusen immediately grabbed her, and asked nervously: "What did my sister say to you, can you help her?" ”

Ling Motang smiled, obsession, it was Wang Yusen's obsession that made the dead Wang Yuyan unable to leave.

"Come with me." Ling Motang grabbed Wang Yusen's wrist and dragged Wang Yusen into the West Garden, and a few servants saw it and immediately blocked in front of Ling Motang: "Ling Gongzi, if the master knows about this, the little ones can't explain it." ”

Ling Motang sneered: "If you want to completely solve this matter, get out of the way." Her eyes were firm and sharp, which made the servant standing in front of her a little afraid, and in the moment of hesitation, Ling Motang had already pushed the servant away and led Wang Yusen into the West Garden.

"Take a good look, where is your sister?" Ling Motang's tone became serious and indifferent: "Don't fool yourself, your sister has died a long time ago." ”

"You're talking nonsense." Wang Yusen shook off Ling Motang's hand and pushed Ling Motang out: "How could my sister die, she won't die, she is so good, you obviously saw it yesterday, she is still playing the piano." ”

Wang Yusen quickly ran to the Broken Heart Pool and shouted, "Look, this piano is still here." "The guqin has been covered with a thick layer of dust, the strings of this qin have been loosened, and this qin has not been played for several years.

"Don't be stupid." Ling Motang's voice was very soft: "Look at this peony song, do you think it looks like it has been played?" ”

Wang Yusen stroked the body of the piano, his fingertips were stained with dust, tears slid down the body of the piano, and the body of the piano suddenly let out a ghostly sound, like Wang Yuyan's sigh, Ling Motang suddenly grabbed Wang Yusen's collar and dragged Wang Yusen to the pool: "Think about it again, your sister's body was salvaged from here, and you hugged it with your own hands, you are simply creating an illusion for yourself." ”

"Your father and mother are worried about you, so they forbade you to enter the West Garden." Ling Motang debunked the lies that Wang Yusen gave him little by little, and Wang Yusen sat on the edge of the pool as if he was in prostration: "You said it wrong, obviously you also saw it yesterday, obviously my sister said that she wanted to talk to you alone." ”

Ling Motang slowly let go of the hand that was holding Wang Yusen's collar: "Your sister told me that it was too painful for her to stay here, it was you who made her so miserable, it was your obsession that imprisoned her soul and made her unable to get rid of it, so be sober, people can't be resurrected after death, why should you be obsessed with the past." ”

"It's my fault." Wang Yusen's tears blurred, and his arm slowly raised: "That day, I just hugged my sister who was cold, I said I was going to take her home, and she obviously said 'yes' in my ear." ”

"Yu Sen." Mrs. Wang and Wang Fugui hurriedly ran over and shouted at Wang Yusen: "What are you doing, go out with us." ”

Ling Motang looked at Mrs. Wang coldly, it was this woman who drove her daughter to a dead end little by little.

"Don't come here, do you know that you killed my sister." Wang Yusen roared at Mrs. Wang, and Wang Fugui knelt on the ground with a painful face: "We don't want to either, Yuya is also our daughter, but, aren't we all for you?" ”

"In the past two years, we have also felt guilty." Mrs. Wang burst into tears, and her hands beat her chest heavily: "Do you know, I can still hear the sound of the piano coming from the West Garden, just last night I dreamed of Yu Aya, she said that she hated me, do you know how sad I feel in my heart, but you are also my son, and my mother is doing this for you." ”

"In the past two years, you said that Yuya is not dead, how worried am I about you?" Mrs. Wang approached Wang Yusen: "It's heartache for my mother." ”

Ling Motang stood in place and didn't move, parents all over the world couldn't wait to dig out their hearts to show their children, and even wanted to keep what they thought was the most precious thing for their children, "Yu Sen, if I can give you my eyes, I will definitely not let Yu Aya give you your eyes." ”

Mrs. Wang couldn't cry: "I told Yu Aya that my mother would take care of her for the rest of her life, but at that time, her eyes became like that, and everyone said that she was a monster, if this matter spread, the Wang family's bad reputation is small, and if your sister is targeted by someone with a heart, won't her life be guaranteed, so my father and I can only lock her up in the West Garden, which is also to protect her." The fewer people who know about your sister, the safer it is. ”

Ling Motang's face softened slightly, she was willing to believe Mrs. Wang's words, maybe no one to disturb in the West Garden was also a kind of protection for Wang Yuya, but in the end, Wang Yuya didn't know Mrs. Wang's heart, and died with hatred.

Wang Yusen, a big man, whimpered and cried, Ling Motang pulled him up from the ground and slapped Wang Yusen hard: "You should wake up, your obsession not only makes the dead unable to leave with peace of mind, but also makes the living unable to live in peace, do you think you alone will be sad?" ”

Everything became so quiet, Mrs. Wang sobbed in a low voice, Wang Fugui's eyes were red, wiping tears for his wife, Wang Yusen felt the hot pain on his face, as if he had suddenly woken up, and whispered: "It turns out that my sister has left." He approached Mrs. Wang, lifted Mrs. Wang up from the ground, wiped the tears on his mother's face, and whispered comfort: "It's the child who is not filial, and I haven't let my father and mother feel at ease in the past two years." ”

In the past two years, Wang Yusen has been like having a long dream, during the day he is a gentleman, drinking and having fun in the restaurant where singing and dancing, and at night he is in the West Garden, frenzying at the dusty peony, fantasizing about Wang Yuya's appearance when he plays the piano, and fantasizing about Wang Yuya's laughter and dialogue with him.

Today, this dream was suddenly broken by Ling Motang, and he woke up from the dream, only to find that it was his fault that his obsession made the people around him so painful, and today it was time to forget and let go.

……

The white pagoda slowly rotated in Shen Yuan's palm, and a wisp of white ghost floated out of the pagoda, and the corners of Shen Yuan's mouth hooked up an inconspicuous arc, it seemed that Ling Motang had sent away another pure soul.

Shen Yuan's eyes were deep, his face was dark and uncertain, his palms were clenched, and when he opened his hands again, the pagoda had disappeared.