Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 193 Sisterhood in the Orphanage
Xia Ling was startled: "How do you know... no, how could I be Xia Ling?!"

Feng Kun still smiled, took a recording pen on the table, and pressed the switch.The rustling ambient sound and the soft music in the Moonlight Bar flowed out, mixed with the sound of a few glasses clinking, and a gentle male voice asked——

"Are you afraid when you fall off such a high stage?"

"Scared...very scared, but...you can bid farewell to Ziheng..."

Feng Kun gently turned off the recorder: "Do you want to listen again?"

Xia Ling looked at him as if she had seen a ghost: "Last night... what did I say to you? Also, how can you record?" God, she didn't remember that she had the habit of uttering the truth after drinking. How did you get so drunk at night? !
Feng Kun...he found out?

She stared closely at his face, trying to see something from it.

Feng Kun sighed, "Drinking a little wine yesterday, you said everything." He threw the recorder to her, "If you don't believe me, go and listen, remember to wash it off after listening, such a big secret, don't let anyone find out That's right. By the way, and, don't randomly pick up the wine that others offer you in the future, you don't have any common sense for how old you are."

Xia Ling subconsciously caught it, and after reacting for a long while, she suddenly realized a problem: "Don't drink indiscriminately... You deliberately got me drunk and then used the same words?!"

He glanced at her: "yes."

"why?"

"I have suspected you for a long time. The first time I saw you, I felt that you were too much like Xia Ling. From your temperament, to the way you sing, and your handwriting, you are almost carved out of the same mold. But this matter is too Shocking the world, I have to listen to your own confession, so I have to find an opportunity to buy you a drink and play tricks on you."

She was stunned: "Wait, is it possible that you planned it when you asked me to go to the bar yesterday?"

"Yes."

"In that wine..."

"I asked the bartender to turn up the intensity and gave me some medicine," he said calmly.

Xia Ling stared at him in disbelief, the depth of this man's thoughts was simply outrageous. "Feng Kun, you, you, you..." She said "you" several times in a row, her mind was in chaos.

He got up and made her a cup of tea: "Relieve the hangover."

She took it, took a big sip like venting anger, and felt much better.

He said, "Xiaoling, I won't tell anyone about this, including Pei Ziheng, don't worry."

She calmed down a bit and nodded.Suddenly thought of something, and became nervous again: "Pei...he, did you see it?"

Feng Kun said that Pei Ziheng did not recognize her.

His words let her breathe a sigh of relief, but also felt lost.

I still remember that year in front of the Sansheng Stone, in the drizzle, Pei Ziheng hugged her behind him, rubbed his ears and temples together, and made a vow for life and life.He said, Xiao Ling, in the next life, no matter where you are or what you look like, I can find you in the vast crowd and bring you back to me.

But now, he broke his promise.

Xia Ling lowered her head and drank the water in the teacup slowly, letting the dense mist cover her eyes.

Feng Kun said: "Xiaoling, do you still love him? Even after he pushed you to such an extent?"

Xia Ling sat on the sofa opposite Feng Kun, bent her legs, and curled herself up. "I don't know," she said, "Akun, I don't know...you don't know what happened that year, so maybe I'll never know if I love him, or..." or Stockholm Syndrome.

Maybe Pei Ziheng succeeded, making her miss him even after going through such a painful torture.

But he failed again, she will never go back, she is not willing to let her life be controlled by this terrible mental illness, she does not want to be his slave.

Is it the love that has not yet faded away?Or a Stockholm Syndrome condition?
She doesn't want to make a distinction anymore, no matter how much the past is, it can only be recalled, and it will never go back.

"I'm with Li Lei now, it's good." She said.

Feng Kun was silent for a moment, and then said, "It's unbelievable that you will fall in love with someone else one day. Back then, you and Pei Ziheng were so good, they were the most inseparable couple in the world."

Xia Ling felt a little bitter, who said it wasn't?No one can understand what Pei Ziheng means to her. To her, he is not only a lover, but also the only god in her life, the highest belief.

It was he who saved her from the nightmare abyss.

The first memory in my life is in the orphanage.

At that time Xia Ling was still very young, running in a very long corridor, the night was very deep, the surroundings were dark and quiet, and the criss-crossing tree shadows were like countless monsters with teeth and claws, grinning and trying to devour her.She stumbled and cried, trying to find the adults and tell them that her younger sister Xia Yu's face was so frighteningly green, she ran for a long time without meeting anyone, lost in the depths of that corridor, no matter what not coming out...

She still remembers the deep-rooted fear and helplessness that formed her childhood before the age of 12.

At that time, Xia Ling was worried about Xia Yu's condition every day.The doctor said that Xia Yu suffered from a serious congenital heart disease. If she did not undergo systematic surgical treatment, she would not live long, but the high surgical costs were simply unaffordable for her sisters.

Xia Ling pleaded with the orphanage, but the funds in the orphanage were in short supply, so they couldn't raise the money at all.

The dean said to her in a kind and firm tone: "Xiao Ling, I understand your feelings, but your sister's condition is very difficult to treat, and the money you will spend is beyond your imagination. Moreover, even if you spend a lot Money doesn’t necessarily cure you. Xiaoling, it’s not easy to raise you in the courtyard. Apart from you, there are many other children to raise. You have to think about other children. If all the money is given to you My sister is sick, what should the other children do?"

"I don't care about other children, I want to cure Xia Yu!" Xia Ling cried and made noise.

The dean said that she was too ignorant and locked her in a confinement room for three days without seeing Xia Yu.

When she was going out, she ran to Xia Yu's place before she had time to take a bath and change clothes, opened the door, and saw four or five older children laughing and dancing around Xia Yu, singing a self-made ballad: "Ugly, short-lived, ugly!" , short-lived ghost..."

And Xia Yu, her frail younger sister, was trying her best to shrink herself into a small ball, curled up in the corner, closed her eyes and covered her ears, trembling all over, her shoulders twitched, and she was crying.

Xia Ling only felt a "buzz" in her head, and rushed up to fight with the group of older children.

The battle that time was very tragic. When the teacher heard the news and rushed to pull them away, everyone was covered in blood.She struggled angrily in the teacher's arms, growling and screaming, and continued to kick the body of an older child in front of her. The older child was frightened by her madness, and fell to the ground with horror in his eyes. .

Later, several adults restrained her.

Xia Yu staggered over with her sickly body, sobbing and crying, she took out a handkerchief that had been trampled on, and carefully wiped the blood and tears off Xia Ling's face.

They hugged each other and cried together.

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(End of this chapter)