Chapter 17: I Sympathize with Your Suffering
"Tingting, wake up ......"
Chu Lingxue looked solemn, hurriedly walked over to check Lu Ting's situation, and was relieved to see that she had just fainted, but when she thought of Xia Qiyue, her heart hung again.
This breath is not the one who has fought with her.
I thought that it was already difficult to deal with, but there was actually another one, and she didn't know if Xia Qiyue's piece of jade could play a protective role, it was so powerful that she wasn't very sure.
Moreover, the so-called protection means that you cannot directly injure yourself, and if you are pushed into the water, you will still be drowned.
She wanted to go to Xia Qiyue, but Lu Ting had been dizzy, and she couldn't leave Lu Ting here alone.
"What's going on?!" At the door, Lu Qian stood there stunned, staring at the bedroom dumbfounded.
Hearing the voice, Chu Lingxue looked back at the door.
"It just so happened that you came back, and Tingting will be handed over to you."
After speaking, Chu Lingxue left the bedroom.
Lu Qian found that Lu Ting was in a coma, her face was pale and pale, and her expression seemed to be frightened.
Lu Qian wanted to know what was going on, but she could only wait for Lu Ting to wake up.
As soon as she walked into the dormitory, Lu Qian felt that it was extremely cold in the dormitory, and when she looked at Lu Ting's appearance, she suddenly thought of the strange things that happened in the school, and she was very scared.
Strange things seemed to have happened to their dormitories.
But no matter how scared Lu Qian is, there is no way, the only thing she can do now is to wait for Lu Ting to wake up and ask about the situation.
……
on the ancient streets.
When Xia Qiyue saw a woman who looked similar to a female ghost, she kept following this woman, and she knew that this was what the female ghost looked like before she was alive.
And some information also came to her mind.
It turns out that this female ghost has been dead for a hundred years, her name before her death was Jia Xiaoqian, the year she died, she was just twenty-two years old, and she already had a fiancé, and it was her fiancé and other women who killed her. This other woman was kindly taken in by Jia Xiaoqian.
The beginning of this tragedy was this ancient street.
When Jia Xiaoqian returned from shopping, it was not early, and on this ancient street, she saw a woman fainting on the side of the road and helped the woman.
However, after that, the woman said that she had nowhere to go, and told her a lot of her own experiences, Jia Xiaoqian sympathized with her and took her home.
This time I brought it back, and the other party had no intention of leaving, Jia Xiaoqian felt that she was pitiful, so naturally she would not take the initiative to say it.
Later, Jia Xiaoqian's fiancé father came to her house to look for her more than before, and she felt very happy, but she didn't know ......
Xia Qiyue hadn't seen the back yet, but according to the information in her mind and the situation, she probably understood.
"I sympathize with what happened to you, but there are good people, and you can't deny everyone because you have been betrayed." Although she didn't see Jia Xiaoqian's ghost, Xia Qiyue knew that she could hear it.
As soon as the words fell, Xia Qiyue felt a burst of cold air coming.
Then, Jia Xiaoqian's ghost appeared next to her, and the resentment on her body was heavier than before.
Xia Qiyue knew that this was because when she was watching this, Jia Xiaoqian also recalled her life experience.
The more painful things I recall, the more painful and unwilling I become.
"If you yourself had experienced the same betrayal, you wouldn't say that! Looking at other people's things, I can always say it lightly, after all, I haven't empathized, where can I understand how painful people are through it! Jia Xiaoqian said gloomily.
"Are you happy now?" Xia Qiyue said.