Tianhai University, Department of History, dormitory 244. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the empty room, the needle drop could be heard, Zhong Ning stood firmly in front of the window, looking at the afterglow of the sunset, and the air seemed to be frozen and depressed.

Until the last ray of light sank westward, the scene of burning clouds floating in the sky, as if it had been brewing for a long time, burst into blood red for a moment, and then disappeared.

Zhong Ning frowned, recalling a scene from a long time ago.

In front of the gate of the netherworld, it was a woman who looked extremely quiet, but her eyes were hollow, tears flowed endlessly, and she was walking in despair......

At this moment, the hatred buried deep in her heart completely rose, shattering the despair, like a continuous eruption, to devour the entire heaven and earth.

Her emotionless eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and only infinite resentment remained......

"The outbursts of silence are often the most hysterical, and it seems that the trend of real anger has become unstoppable." Retracting his thoughts, Zhong Ning couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, an underground casino in the city of Tianhai.

A man of about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, drunk and staggering, came to the door.

The waiter in charge of the reception came out and saw that it was a regular customer, and he immediately relaxed a lot, and immediately put on a smiling face.

"Mr. Wang, you can come early enough, please come in quickly."

Wang Chaodong burped, shook off the waiter who came to support, staggered, and walked inside.

The waiter looked at his back, snorted with disdain, and muttered in a low voice, "Cut, what's the spirit, gamble poorly, gamble poorly, gamble poorly, gamble more and more, and demolish the house and sell the land, lose to you." ”

In the long corridor, Wang Chaodong swayed, hit the wall several times, and he couldn't walk anymore, his hands were itching, he no longer rushed to the hall, he thought about entering the door, he leaned on the wall and looked up.

“112？”

He scratched his head and thought about it, his face immediately turned ugly, he screamed bad luck in his mouth, turned around and left, but his center of gravity was deviated, and he hit the door headlong.

The door opened inward, and it didn't lock it, and he immediately fell inside.

He shook his head, sobered up for a minute, and when he got up, he saw that the room was not big, but there was a table with a stack of bills, and a group of people were playing with his favorite Jack.

What made him a little strange was that there was no other room here that was as noisy as the sky, and they all hung their heads and looked at the cards silently.

"No matter." For him, some bets are successful, he touched his pocket, walked crookedly, the light was dim, grabbed a handful, and didn't see how much it was, a slap on the table, "Deal!" ”

This night is good, a rare big win and a special win, grabbing the steady stream of banknotes, but he is excited enough.

In the second half of the night, he rushed back happily, entered the house, did not let go of the money, held it in his arms, and smothered himself on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

It was only at noon the next day that he rubbed his head and got up, vaguely remembering that he had won a lot of money yesterday, and he was suddenly a little excited.

But when he looked down, he immediately turned pale with fright, the hangover was gone, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

That's money, but it's money for the dead!

Underneath him, the dazzling netherworld coins with the Netherworld spread almost half a bed.

……

At lunch break, just after class, Zhong Ning silently walked out of the classroom.

"Poor man...... Is there bound to be something hateful? ”

He muttered, already walking out of the school building and looking out at the campus.

At this moment, it was clear that the crowd was surging and the river was not stopping, but he seemed to be standing alone in place, and the world in his eyes was silent.

"In that case, we still need to know something."

"Although I can capture some powerful resentments in the passing of life, it is really troublesome to not be able to see through the ups and downs of life after all."

Zhong Ning sneered, in the eyes of outsiders, he stood in place like a fool, if someone really approached and looked closely, he would definitely see an incredible scene through his thick lenses.

At this moment, Zhong Ning's eyes flashed through many pictures, and these eyes skimmed over all corners of Tianhai University like images, and everyone's face flashed in them.

Until a certain moment, his eyes lit up, and his pupils were fixed on a woman's face.

"It's really saved a lot of trouble, there are people in Tianhai University who are entangled with her cause and effect." Zhong Ning smiled indifferently and turned around and walked in the direction of the library.

Since it was a meal, it was difficult to see one or two people in the already quiet and elegant library, Zhong Ning walked through the rows of bookshelves and found a female classmate in the corner.

The female classmate frowned slightly, and was silently flipping through a philosophical book, when she noticed that someone had walked in front of her, she looked up and found that it was a man with glasses she didn't know, and she showed doubts on her face.

"Hello, excuse me...... Who are you Fang Xiaowen? Zhong Ning looked at her and sat down opposite her.

"I'm her sister Fang Xiaojing, you are ......" Fang Xiaojing hesitated.

"My name is Zhong Ning, and I want to know something about your sister." Zhong Ning said with a smile.

"My sister has been dead for more than half a year, do you know her?" Fang Xiaojing's face changed slightly, and she became cautious.

"Uh......, it's a one-sided relationship." Zhong Ning recalled the resentment he had captured, and the figure in front of the netherworld gate that was corrupted by hatred, smiled indifferently.

"I've only met once, why do you want to get to know her?" Fang Xiaojing felt weird, so vigilant that she even stood up to leave.

"I just want to know her clearly when she was alive...... That's all. Zhong Ning ignored her actions and looked into her eyes.

Listening to the magnetic voice, Fang Xiaojing even ignored the inexplicable content, she looked at his suddenly deep eyes through the lenses, as if she had fallen in, she was confused, her cheeks were red like charm, and she sat down again as a matter of course.

"Well, I have a good relationship with my sister, I know everything about her, I'll tell you about it."

"My sister is the best woman in the world, beautiful and quiet, self-loving and self-pitying, she believes in the most sincere love ......"

With Fang Xiaojing's bland narration, Zhong Ning felt like an extra paintbrush in his mind, automatically drawing pictures one after another.

Quiet and beautiful Fang Xiaowen, gentle temperament since childhood, or submissive, in short, determines her definition of herself, she is kind and generous, fantasies about beauty, longing for happiness, she cares about what others think of her, she would rather suffer more grievances than others suffer, let alone cause trouble to others and embarrass others.

Such a simple and straightforward, close to perfect person, that gentle smile was clearly reflected in Zhong Ning's mind.

The footage continues.

When she arrives at college, she falls in love with an ordinary him, she enjoys his sweet words, immersed in this joy, she believes, she finds her own Prince Charming, she is grateful, and her dream has finally come true.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, she looked at him affectionately and made an oath of alliance.

After graduating from college, they got married, she gave him everything, and as time went by, she still loved him as much as ever.

But he had changed, and he had begun to grow tired of her tenderness, and to hate the calm and natural happiness, and he sought excitement.

Finally, he became addicted to gambling, he went crazy, he didn't go home at night, and even often dragged a group of fox friends home to start a gambling game, but she became a subordinate who served tea and poured water.

She was afraid, she was afraid of losing, she didn't want him to become another person, she didn't want him to be wrong again and again, she persuaded him, even knelt down and begged him, he was her God, she couldn't give up on him no matter what.

However, happiness was shattered after all, he became even worse, often drunk like mud, the more he gambled, the more he lost, the more he wanted to gamble, until he went bankrupt, he ignored her aggrieved crying, and beat her cruelly, often making her beautiful skin blue and purple, but she still took care of him, and did not dare to let others see her misfortune, she covered her wounds, did not want her parents to worry, and the only object of confiding was her sister.

Finally, on the 12th of January......

Speaking of this, Fang Xiaojing recalled something, and suddenly as if she had been stabbed violently, her face was gloomy and she immediately woke up.

"My sister couldn't stand him anymore, that's why she committed suicide." She was angry, glaring angrily at the inconspicuous thick-glassed nerd in front of her, and she couldn't believe why she was talking to him about this.

The picture in Zhong Ning's mind was suddenly interrupted, his eyes flashed, and he smiled indifferently, he could see that Fang Xiaojing really cared about her sister, and it seemed that she couldn't tolerate the slightest criticism from others.