"Have you ever seen one?"

The female ghost looked at the hairpin and fell into deep thought.

Look back at the time of your life.

"The girl was born with a good water spirit, which girl is it?"

That was Huo Xiaoqing's first encounter with Chen Luo, she was just twenty years old that year, and she came to Jinling with the performance of the troupe, and she wanted to play around, but suddenly it rained heavily, and it was also a way to avoid the rain, so she saw Chen Luo.

The man who changed her life.

At first, her impression of Chen Luo was that he was a rich boy who was idle and idle, if it weren't for the time, he wouldn't have appeared in every performance of the troupe.

At that time, the head of the troupe had great hopes for Huo Xiaoqing, and when the pillar of the troupe retired, she would be the next pillar.

In addition to her recognition, it is also mixed with a lot of personal feelings.

She was an orphan when she was a child, and she grew up with the head of the troupe, and the head of the troupe treated her like her own daughter.

However, at that time, compared with the regiment commander's expectations, it was Chen Luo's pursuit that came more fiercely.

Countless flowers and gifts, a girl who grew up in the troupe, a girl who is twenty years old and in her prime of life, when has she seen these romantic things, and it happens to be the age when love is beginning to bloom, she fell into the beauty that Chen Luo brought her.

Then, sink deeper and deeper.

And then......

The Manzhu Shahua hairpin was a token of love given to her by Chen Luo.

For the sake of Chen Luo, she did not hesitate to disobey the head of the regiment, regardless of the expectations and instructions of the head of the regiment, and insisted on following Chen Luo.

She lost everything in her past, and she wanted to be her Mrs. Chan with all her heart.

The troupe left, and Huo Xiaoqing stayed.

But what waited for her was not Mrs. Chen's identity, but that she was defiled.

After that night, she knew that she was no longer worthy of standing by Chen Luo's side, those ugly faces were deeply rooted in her mind and could not fade, and she was no longer worthy of Chen Luo.

The whip marks all over her body reminded her that she was an unclean woman.

The troupe is gone, her innocence is gone, and even Chen Luo is gone.

She lost hope, and then she changed into the white cheongsam they wore when they first met, put on the Manzhu Sawa hairpin, and went to the pavilion where they first met, ending her life.

But if this was just the end, that would be great.

Those cruel truths came out little by little after her death.

All this turned out to be just a game set up by Chen Luo, he was not the young master of the Chen family, he was just a middleman between high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, helping them get what they wanted or women.

"If I hadn't believed in men, why would I have fallen to where I am today."

After recalling, Huo Xiaoqing had already burst into tears.

"Where's the man who gave you the hairpin?" Shen Wan looked at her and said slowly.

"Dead, killed by my own hands, corpses in different places. But why is this hairpin in your hands, girl, and nothing changed what I wore when I died, except that this hairpin is gone, and this hairpin has disappeared since I hanged myself. ”

"Do you know where this hairpin came from?"

"I, I don't know."

Shen Wan frowned, then turned around and was about to leave, but Huo Xiaoqing stopped her.

"That's what the girl asked?"

"Or else?"

Did you let her go so easily?

Shen Wan turned around as if she remembered something.

The female ghost was shocked, could it be regretted?

"Do you want to be reincarnated?"

Reincarnation? Huo Xiaoqing turned from joy to loneliness.

"I'm just an ownerless and lonely soul, and the underworld won't take me in, so how can I be reincarnated?"

Shen Wan walked over, grabbed the female ghost's hand, and gently drew a few strokes on the palm of the hand with her fingertips, and a red flower bloomed in the palm of the female ghost.