Chapter Seventy-Six: Stand Up, Don't Cry (1)
However, on the bridge, a delicate figure was looking forward to another figure appearing on the other end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Finally, it's time to wait.
Xiaoxian's eyes lit up, and her little face bloomed with a strange brilliance.
As the arrivals approached, Xiaoxian's face gradually returned to flatness. She leaned against the fence of the bridge, waiting for the man to come closer.
''Did you come here to accompany me on purpose?'' Have you also left the world? Lu Qianqian asked.
The fairy smiled brightly, and the smile on her face overflowed. He said slowly, "Not really. ”
The black and white impermanence behind Lu Qianqian walked out, respectfully, and shouted: "Meet the Eighteenth Layer Hell Commander, Lord Xiaoxian."
It was as if I had understood something overnight.
The black and white impermanence of words reveals Xiaoxin's identity, the fact that it is not human.
Lu Qianqian understood, and nodded knowingly. At this moment, everyone on her heart lake is in turmoil, and there will be a trace of surprise on her face.
"I didn't expect it...... Your identity is even more mysterious than mine. Lu Qianqian showed a slight smile, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she smiled as if she was nothing.
There is also self-deprecation. The thing that Lu Qianqian has always been proud of is her mystery, and Xiaoxian has never known her identity. This sense of mystery made him feel satisfied and happy.
It's more about the security of privacy not being discovered.
Now it suddenly dawns on me that the real mysterious person is not her but Xiaoxian.
Xiaoxian burst out laughing and said lightly: "Since the day I met you, I haven't thought about understanding your background. No matter whose daughter you are, no matter who you are, if you have a fate, we are friends, if you don't, we are passers-by. It's an honor that we're friends. ”
I only know you as a person, not your identity, background, money or power.
No matter what kind of identity you have, you are not as special as me. Who made me the god of dreams, a fairy who fell from the sky.
Xiaoxian thought to herself, but didn't say it. She never looks at the background when making friends, and she is not as special as she is anyway.
Lu Qianqian became sad, her eyes full of sadness. She lowered her head slightly, and in the dark ghost town, her whole person seemed so lonely and sad.
Fairy walked over and gently patted her on the shoulder. After being appeased, Lu Qianqian's spirit was better, but she was still not optimistic.
Lu Qianqian pushed Xiaoxian away, her face suddenly showed a touch of determination, she seemed to have made a decision, and walked towards the Nai He Bridge with great determination.
Xiaoxian took a few steps in a row to stop her steps. stretched out his hand to block Lu Qianqian's advance.
"If there's anything you want to say, say it." Lu Qianqian stopped and looked at Xiaoxian lightly.
Even though the sadness in his heart was flowing backwards, his face showed a trace of collapse. Lu Qianqian put down everything in the world, he knew that it had become a thing of the past.
It's just that I can't let go of those obsessions in the world. One thought is persistent, one thought is eternal.
Xiaoxian smiled suddenly, the friends who were once familiar have now become strangers, and they can't go back to the past. However, thinking that this time there was a purpose for coming to the ghost town, Xiaoxian's heart felt a little better.
"You...... Why would you kill yourself? Fairy asked.
Lu Qianqian was stunned for two seconds, recalling the reason for her suicide. She trembled, but she remembered that a knife was slicing her heart.
Lu Qianqian covered her chest in the left atrium, and always felt the beating in the atrium, and the twitching pain.
A slight sweat appeared on Bai Yu's flawless face, and his expression became more and more painful. A small face, tightly wrinkled together, in pain.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoxian sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly supported Lu Qianqian.
Take her and sit on the bench at the other end of the bridge. Meng Po frowned lightly, why did the little fairy in her heart sit here with a ghost.
After a while, Lu Qianqian's situation was better. Lu Qianqian wiped the sweat from her forehead, and her red lips were pursed tightly, as if she didn't want to say a word.
Xiaoxian asked again, "Lu Qianqian, why did you commit suicide?"
For this question, Xiaoxian wants to know the answer very much. This answer is very important, and she especially wants to know why Lu Qianqian is seeking death. In the world, if she wants identity and status, she wants status and status, and she wants money and money, what else does she need?
Although, she had a very painful experience, which made him mentally tormented, physically tormented, and his whole life was broken. However, she is not lifeless. He still has hope to live, but why is he not willing to hold on to it?
What's more, there must be a fatal straw that crushed Lu Qianqian's fragile heart. Otherwise, she would have waited until the movie she wrote herself. After all, it was an obsession in her heart, and she was not willing to give up.
Otherwise, she committed suicide when she didn't find Xiaoxian. I don't have to wait so long and search for the script.
Therefore, what Xiaoxian is convinced of is to explore Lu Qianqian's true willingness to die. Xiaoxian was afraid that Lu Qianqian was not committing suicide, but that he killed ...... It's just that the modus operandi is very special, and it looks extremely like suicide. For this kind of thing, it is better to ask the person concerned to know what happened at that time.
Lu Qianqian suddenly grabbed Xiaoxian's wrist, and her delicate and white wrist suddenly turned red. Xiaoxian forcibly endured the severe pain, and there was confusion and confusion in her eyes. She looked at Lu Qianqian in a daze, as if she was a demon, her eyes were red, her little face was white, and she looked a little more vicious than the usual little ghosts.
Lu Qianqian stretched out her tongue and opened her bloody mouth, revealing the fangs in her mouth.
This appearance made Xiaoxian even more confused. In this second of effort, Lu Qianqian seemed to have lost her consciousness, and she looked so abnormal.
"You...... What happened to you? Are you alright? Xiaoxian asked eagerly.
Sensing the abnormality of the situation on Xiaoxian's side, Meng Po was shocked. Hurriedly took out the rope that usually disciplines disobedient ghosts, and lassoed Lu Qianqian and locked her.
Grabbed one end of the rope with one hand, grabbed his own big spoon for Meng Po with the other, scooped a spoonful of Meng Po soup, and fed it into Lu Qianqian's mouth. Xiaoxian hurriedly stopped and asked a little angrily, "What are you doing here?!" I still haven't asked, you can't feed her Meng Po soup! ”
Meng Po was round and stared at Xiaoxian. shouted: "You don't save her, you will hurt her!" ”
"I didn't do anything, why did I hurt her?" Xiaoxian asked if he didn't understand.
Meng Po just wanted to answer Xiaoxian's words, but Lu Qianqian let out a roar, and the whole person became irritable. Pacing back and forth, as if restlessly searching for something. She stretched out her hand and took on the appearance of a claw, as if she was trying to grasp something. She kept reaching out and scratching ahead, her teeth and claws fluttering like a mad kitten.
Without saying a word, he picked up Meng Po soup and poured it into Lu Qianqian's mouth. It wasn't until the last drop of Meng Po soup was poured into Lu Qianqian's throat and swallowed honestly that Meng Po accepted the big spoon with peace of mind and untied the rope that bound Lu Qianqian.
(To be continued.) )