49, the dead girl
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Fan Chen wandered in his memories, as if yesterday, he destroyed the entire Liguo by himself, this is Fan Chen's nightmare, a fact he does not want to face, and it is also the reason why he still does not want to go home to see his mother. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Ling'er stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Fan Chen's eyes, and he stood motionless in place, like a statue.
"It's fine. ā
Fan Chen withdrew his hand, and the hand that was still holding Mu Zhining before finally let go.
"Master, perhaps you should take a look at another truth. ā
While Fan Chen was contemplating his memories, Keppel was also thinking about Yat's warning to him, let him go, what should come will come sooner or later, and the frank face that should be faced is that since the future cannot be changed, then what is there to fear!
"I don't want to know. ā
Fan Chen doesn't want to know the truth, he doesn't want to know many things, and the more things he knows, the more tired his heart will be, so he maintains an indifferent and indifferent attitude towards many things. Like when he was fourteen, how he wished he didn't know the truth at all, maybe he would feel better.
"Master, it has something to do with Mu Zhining. ā
As soon as Ji Po's words came out, Fan Chen was slightly moved.
Ji Po led Fan Chen to the basement, and Fan Chen was also here for the first time, "I only built a glazed pavilion. ā
"Master, it was built by Yat. ā
"Art?"
"Master, go this way, and you will be even more shocked when you see the next scene. ā
There was a creak, and the door opened.
Fan Chen knew this boudoir, which was exactly the same as Mu Zhining's room, and even the location was the same.
"Huh, what about people?"
Seeing that there was no one on the couch, Ji Po was so anxious that he circled around the room, but he couldn't find the Mu Zhining before, the dead Mu Zhining.
"Who?"
Qin Ling'er was shivering from the cold, and her voice was also shivering.
"Mu Zhining!"
Keppel blurted out.
"Well, if I'm not mistaken, wasn't that beautiful girl Mu Zhining just now? I heard you call her that. ā
"It's not her, it's another, also called Mu Zhining, no! I don't know, I'm not sure, they all look exactly the same! Besides, I was following Art here by mistake, and I heard him call her Mu Zhining, and she was lying on the couch. ā
"No way. ā
Fan Chen vetoed it, and the entire Liguo was destroyed, leaving only Mu Zhining alone, she didn't have twin sisters at all, how could there be two Mu Zhining.
"Master, really! I stumbled upon Art's secret, and was almost killed by him, and when I was there, he warned me not to tell it, so ...... He was prepared! I underestimated him. ā
Fan Chen looked around, it was exactly the same, even the cup was the same, Yate built this place, if there was no attempt, even if Fan Chen believed it, people all over the world would not believe it.
"Two Mu Zhining, what about the other one, also a vampire?"
Qin Ling'er couldn't keep up with the rhythm, so she interjected a sentence at random.
"No, it's a dead man. ā
As soon as Keppel said this, Fan Chen clenched his fists and his eyebrows furrowed, for Fan Chen, Yate and Keppel, of course, Keppel is more credible, but hearing and witnessing, after all, hearing is not as good as witnessing.
"Look for it. ā
The words that Fan Chen said were as cold as the air here, and he didn't seem to want to say it, he rejected it from his heart, because he didn't want to admit the news of Mu Zhining's death, whether that person was really Mu Zhining or not. But it has come to this point, people have come here, and they have heard everything they want to hear, and it is no longer realistic to continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Fan Chen knows Yate just as Art understands Fan Chen, after all, they are friends who have been together for many years. Art went to great lengths to build this hidden Ice Glazed Pavilion, and there must have been a reason, perhaps as Ji Po said, he hid Mu Zhining's body here and froze her. Unless Yate vetoes his original intention of creating this place in the first place, otherwise, that "Mu Zhining" must still be here. Coupled with Yate's scheming, if he really moves "Mu Zhining" away, this Ice Glazed Pavilion will inevitably lose its meaning, then with his character, he will definitely do nothing and destroy this place.
"Master, this place is so big, do you want to find it in one room?"
Keppel worries that he will spend too much time here, after all, there are many people chasing Dust, and it is not suitable for him to stay in one place for too long.
"It's okay, look at me. ā
Qin Ling'er took out a small bottle from the bell bag, sprinkled the medicinal powder on the couch, and after a few minutes, flew into a Phnom Penh colored butterfly, Ji Bao had seen, it was an extremely spiritual butterfly.
The Phnom Penh butterfly stayed on the couch for a while, its tentacles trembling at the medicinal powder, and flew out again.
Qin Ling'er followed behind, running all the way, and sure enough, she found a girl in an extremely hidden room, Qin Ling'er's eyes widened, exactly the same as the girl she saw just now, just as beautiful and moving.
"Young master!
Fan Chen heard Qin Ling'er shouting, so he went.
Fan Chen stepped into the threshold and saw a familiar silhouette, lying motionless on the bed, he reached out to touch her, she was cold and unconscious.
The Phnom Penh color butterfly flew back into Qin Ling'er's palm, and Qin Ling'er said, "Young Master, she ...... It's really a dead man, and ......."
"And what?"
"Moreover, she has been dead for three years. ā
Three years ago, wasn't it the time when Mu Zhining disappeared? When Fan Chen heard this, he only felt a tingling in his heart, he tried to calm himself, but it was difficult to calm down, he gently brushed her face, and his slender fingers trembled slightly unconsciously. She was still sweet, as if she had just fallen asleep, and she was always so well-behaved and docile as she was when she was awake.
"How do you know?"
Ji Po said curiously.
Qin Ling'er didn't answer, but just pointed to the Phnom Penh color butterfly.
"That's the real reason why I can't see your dreams, isn't it?"
Fan Chen's voice was very gentle, and his tone was full of endless love, he was always afraid that she would be hurt, afraid that she would be lonely, afraid that she would be unhappy, he had used all his strength to protect her and make up for the mistakes he had made. Fan Chen's eyes shone with a crystal clear luster, and he only understood at this moment why he couldn't see Mu Zhining's dream, why she didn't dream, it turned out that she was dead.
Fan Chen sat on the edge of Mu Zhining's bed, refused to leave for a long time, and stopped talking, just quietly staring at her peaceful "sleeping face".
Fan Chen picked up Mu Zhining's cold hand, which was no longer soft, and could no longer be warm. This is the real Mu Zhining, with a long scar on her right arm. It was in Liguo that day, she struggled to hold his hand to prevent him from falling from the high broken wall, and even if her arm was grinding bloody, she would not let go. Only Fan Chen and Mu Zhining knew about this matter, and only Fan Chen knew that she had left a scar on her arm.
Fan Chen blamed himself, why did he ignore this, and he didn't want to open the fake Mu Zhining's long sleeves at all to check if there was a scar on her arm, because he didn't doubt or want to question whether Mu Zhining who appeared in front of him was real or fake, dead or alive.
Fan Chen leaned down, closed his eyes affectionately, and kissed Mu Zhining's forehead, this was the first time he kissed her, but she was already dead.
Fan Chen thought of the fake Mu Zhining, and doubts surged up on those beautiful long eyebrows, the matter had come to this, he should have hated her, hated her for deceiving him, but he didn't have that disgust at the moment, he just didn't understand. He took her back to the Liuli Pavilion, and that night, he kissed her out of his mind, and even wanted to have further relations with her, he wanted to have her, he wanted to have her, he wanted to possess her, more than he wanted to protect her.
Fan Chen recalled the scene of the first time he met the fake Mu Zhining, not so much that he found her, but that he was attracted by a certain fragrance, which had been smelled from a long distance, and dragged Fan Chen there.
Fan Chen never felt that Mu Zhining had a body fragrance, it can be said that the real Mu Zhining did not have an obvious body fragrance, at least Fan Chen did not smell it. He is not stupid, he questioned it afterwards, but he didn't say anything, he just thought that they were young and ignorant at that time, and they ignored many things, and it no longer matters whether Mu Zhining has a body fragrance that attracts Fan Chen, the important thing is that she has always been by his side, always within his sight, and it is enough for Fan Chen.
In addition to this, one thing that is most obvious is that the feeling of the dust has changed dramatically. Once, his feelings for Mu Zhining were guilt and atonement, he wanted to give her the best care, and wanted to spend his life to protect her, whether it was love He didn't know, he was only fourteen years old at the time, maybe it was more like love for his sister, but this kind of love was very heavy, hiding too many secrets, too much guilt. When he met Mu Zhining again, it was the fake Mu Zhining, he actually felt very comfortable getting along with her, he clearly knew that he was gradually falling in love with her, the body fragrance was not **, it would not make Fan Chen fascinated, he was just really emotional.
It may feel confusing sometimes, but Fenchen knows it himself. For the real Mu Zhining, Fan Chen felt heartache for her death, but he only kissed her forehead, this love came from a brother, for the fake Mu Zhining, he only wanted to kiss her lips and wanted to possess her, but that love came from a man.
"Who the hell is she?"
Fan Chen clenched his fists, and there was a crisp sound at the finger link.
The pain struck again, and in just a few hours, the blood mark on his chest had expanded to the size of a fist.
"Young master, let's go home, right?"
Qin Ling'er suggested in a low voice, with some requests in her tone, she really couldn't bear to die outside, when he was at his weakest, let others slaughter, at least if he went home, there was still his wife, and he could take care of it somewhat.
"I won't let Mu Zhining die inexplicably. ā
Fan Chen insisted on leaving the Liuli Pavilion and went to find Yate, as well as the fake Mu Zhining.
Qin Ling'er looked at Fan Chen's tired and weak back, she didn't know what to do, go back and inform Mrs. Fan or continue to stay, she was in a dilemma. Although she could not cure the evil disease, she was a pharmacist after all, and if she did encounter an enemy, she could always play a role, and when she saw that Fan Chen and Ji Po were out of the door, she had to follow first.
Qin Ling'er saw that Ji Po had given up and made the determination to live and die with Fan Chen.