Acacia, don't be negative

Chapter 149 The Truth Comes Out
"But that night when I gave him a look for help, he saw it and smiled back at me. Then he bought my first night, which was the best night of my life. He was very gentle, he said he I know this hairpin is from me..." Fu Xiang buried her head between her knees, crying bitterly, "He said, let me wait for him, he will come to redeem me and go home, but I didn't expect that in the end, What I waited for was such a result..."

Su Chen looked at Ye Song, Ye Song shrugged, expressing that she was also helpless.

Fu Xiang cried for a while before standing up with the help of the wall, went to clean up in the room, came out with red eyes, and said pitifully, "Fu Xiang is unwell tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you, sir, please forgive me."

Ye Song got up, put the hairpin on the table, and said, "It's okay, this hairpin should be returned to its original owner. You are in mourning." Then he walked out of the room with Su Chen, and paused at the door , looked back at Fuxiang again and said, "I don't know if you know, besides you, there are many other girls who gave you things from Mr. Zheng, and he should cherish them and put them neatly one by one."

Fu Xiang froze for a moment, her fingers habitually pinched the skirt tightly, her knuckles turned white.

When going downstairs, Su Chen said calmly: "She's jealous."

Ye Song asked indifferently: "Is it strange that she is jealous? Feelings are such a thing, even jealousy can't be regarded as right or wrong."

Su Chen stopped in his tracks, Ye Song looked back at him suspiciously.He said: "Are you speaking for her? Are you sure she didn't do anything harmful? "

Women in the world are used to the harsh world and forced smiles, they are the most taboo to touch true feelings, Ye Song knows.Once they get serious, they will do things that even they can't control.

Ye Song stood at the door of Suxiang Building, looking at the long sky and night, and said: "What she said is true."

The officers and soldiers went to other buildings to check one by one, but no one found any suspicious persons.On the contrary, a few girls who blatantly gave Mr. Zheng something were arrested, but after questioning by Ye Song, all of them were ruled out of suspicion.

Only Fuxiang from Suxiang Tower was the one who had real affection for Mr. Zheng.

The next night, Ye Song and Su Chen came to the street again.Through many sources of understanding, tonight Su Chen wore the robe that Mr. Zheng was used to wearing when he was alive, tied his hair in a bun that he was used to when he was alive, and held a folding fan in his hand. He was really elegant and elegant.

But Su Chen felt extremely awkward, and gritted his teeth, "Why don't you wear it yourself? Didn't you say that you believe what Fuxiang said is true?"

"Isn't it that you look more like this in this outfit? You look very handsome." Ye Song took a leisurely look at him, "Some words are true, but it doesn't mean that some things have not been done."

Then Ye Song parted ways with Su Chen at the fork in the road, Su Chen waved his folding fan and went to Suxiang Building.He only talked to the girl for a while in the lobby, and with the cooperation of the bustard, he just let Fuxiang come out to see her.

Su Chen just left her with a godlike back view.He didn't turn his head to look at Fuxiang.

Later, Su Chen wandered away from Suxiang Tower waving his fan. Fuxiang wanted to chase after her, but there were so many people in the building, how could a girl like her run out of Suxiang Tower in public.So without thinking too much, he turned around and walked towards the backyard of Suxiang Building, scraped the weeds in the corner of the wall in the dark place, pulled out the loose bricks on the wall and climbed out.

Su Chen walked in front, and Fu Xiang hurriedly chased after him.She almost frantically shouted anxiously: "Zheng Lang! Wait for me, Zheng Lang!" It seemed that at this moment she had completely forgotten that Zheng Lang had already been beheaded.

Su Chen turned the corner of the street, the corners of his clothes fluttered with the night wind, feeling like he was flying like a feather.Fuxiang panicked and ran with all her might.

When she ran across the street corner and saw "Zheng Lang" standing quietly opposite, she choked with tears and said, "Zheng Lang, I was wrong, can you forgive me?"

"Zheng Lang" asked lightly: "Where did you go wrong?"

Fu Xiang was sobbing and couldn't make a sound.

"You killed them?" "Zheng Lang" asked again.

When Fuxiang heard this, she immediately backed away in horror, leaning on the wall to sway, shaking her head and loudly denying: "I didn't! I didn't!"

"Then what do you want me to forgive you for?"

Fu Xiang was stunned, her eyes were washed clearly by her eyes, and she finally regained her sense at this moment, and became calm instead. She looked at the back of "Zheng Lang" obsessively, and wiped her face. With tears in his eyes, he said sadly: "I remembered, Zheng Lang is dead, you are not Zheng Lang."

Only then did Su Chen turn around slowly, his face was habitually cold and handsome, with a heroic air.Ye Song, who was leaning against the dark wall, straightened his body with an uncertain expression, and walked out slowly, arm in arm.

Seeing her, Fuxiang's eyes were a little cold, and her voice still had the thick nasal sound of crying, "I don't know what is the business of the two young masters bringing me here late at night?"

Ye Song looked into her eyes and said in a steady and firm tone, "You killed them, you are a murderer."

Fu Xiang clasped his hands on his waist and said with a silent smile: "Murderer, I don't even know what the young master is talking about."

"I don't know?" Ye Song walked towards her step by step, his face gradually turned cold, "Everyone in the capital knows that you don't know? Well, let me tell you a little bit. Recently, many women were killed unidentified. It's just like you, who is in full bloom, and happened to walk at night at night. Do you know how he died? His clothes were torn, his eyes were gouged out, and only blood holes remained. Maybe he was poisoned to death first , They didn’t resist at all before they died.” Fuxiang was forced to retreat step by step by Ye Song, and finally stuck to the wall, with a frightened expression on her face, frowning and trembling, “Why don’t I take you to meet now? They? Let them tell you if you did it after all."

In desperation, Fu Xiang casually said: "How can a dead man talk! Stop talking!"

"But you killed them."

"I have no grievances or enmities with them! I don't!"

"You really love Zheng Lang," Ye Song said calmly, "the first woman who died was the one who had an affair with Zheng Lang. You have been waiting for Zheng Lang to redeem you, but you can't wait for him to come , only to find out that he has other lovers, and you are sincerely willing to pay for it, you are jealous and want to take revenge."

As if being told what was on her mind, Fu Xiang widened her eyes in fear and shook her head helplessly.Tears poured out violently and couldn't stop.

"It's terrible for a woman to be jealous. In order to avenge his betrayal, you killed that woman and left the rouge box in Zheng Lang's shop as a frame for blame." Fuxiang covered her ears and shook her head like crazy , she didn't want to listen, and knelt down slowly, but Ye Song wanted to continue, "Zheng Lang was successfully wronged and beheaded in the vegetable market. You didn't realize you still loved him so much after he died. I can't stand him dying like this. I also resent that the government didn't try their best to investigate the case and wronged the good people. The hatred welled up in my heart, and I killed them one after another. No matter whether they have no grievances with you or not, you just want to vent. Make and first The crime scene that looks like a female corpse is also a reminder to the government that they killed the wrong person."

"No...it's not like that! It's not like that!" Fuxiang tried her best to argue, "I didn't! I didn't! What evidence do you have to prove that I killed someone!"

"Other girls in Suxiang Building can't come out at night, but you can."

Fu Xiang panicked and said: "I, I saw Zheng Lang!" She pointed at Su Chen with her slender fingers, "I thought he was Zheng Lang!"

"Zheng Lang has been killed by you."

"No! No... I didn't..."

Ye Song was playing with the exquisite rouge box carved with begonia flower patterns in his hand, and said again: "The other girls in Suxiang Building have thrown away the rouge from Yingcuizhai and kept them at a respectful distance, but you still keep them in your room."

Fu Xiang suddenly raised her head, staring straight at the rouge box in Ye Song's hand: "You searched my room?"

"I didn't search, but I asked your mother to cooperate."

"Based on these two, you can conclude that I am a murderer!" Fu Xiang didn't know whether it was anger or sadness, she raised her head and laughed, "I love Zheng Lang, I love him, how could I be a murderer! How could I be a murderer murderer……"

"By the way." Seeing her on the verge of collapse, Ye Song pulled out a letter from his arms, which said "Fuxiang kisses me", knelt down and handed it to her, and said pitifully, "We are in his room." , I also found this letter, which was written to you. Maybe it was something I wanted to tell you in anticipation of my imminent catastrophe."

With red eyes, Fu Xiang stared blankly at the letter, then stretched out her hand tremblingly to open it.

"Fuxiang, I'm sorry, I failed you. I never thought of hurting you. You are the most innocent and kind girl I have ever met. I have noticed you since the first day you came to the Rouge Shop. I have always I like your innocent smile very much. I am too cowardly. I dare not take our oath seriously, because I am afraid that I will not be able to give you the best and the life you want. I do not expect you to forgive me, but I hope Let me protect you one more time, even if it is the last time. Let it all end here, I wish you a safe and healthy life, and I hope you can find a man who treats you sincerely regardless of everything. Zheng Lang."

Fuxiang stuck the letter to her chest, crying uncontrollably.Her makeup was all wet, and she said desperately: "Why...why exactly...you know that I killed someone, I killed you, why do you still protect me! I don't need your protection...you know that I I hate you so much... I don't believe it, I don't believe it... You are obviously a man who is ruthless..."

Fuxiang's eyes were absent-minded and empty, and she raised her head to look at the silent Ye Song. At this moment, torches were already lit all around.The officials had already surrounded the place and were waiting for Fuxiang to confess.

But for Fuxiang, all this is not important anymore.She knelt down in front of Ye Song beggingly, hugged her leg tightly, and begged, "Kill me, kill me...I kill everyone because I hate it! But now...I I just want to go down to accompany him, even if I go down to the [-]th floor of hell, I have no regrets..."

Ye Song still raised his hand habitually, pinched Fuxiang's bun gently, and said, "Why are you bothering? Wasn't it great to be that little girl who had no intentions back then?"

"I hope too, but can I go back?" Fuxiang's eyes were dim with tears, and her whole body lost her vitality as if her soul had been sucked out, "Maybe I violated the emotional taboo, and I was destined to embark on a road of no return. Living in the world, I am not qualified to get the sincerity, and I still want to think about it..."

The officials came forward, put chains on her, and took her down.

Ye Song turned around and looked at her back, and said, "Everyone has the right to pursue happiness and sincerity, no matter how embarrassing you are, it's just that you paid the wrong person and used the wrong method."

People go and people disperse, but the breeze remains.

All the officials left, and a torch was stuck on the wall, illuminating the corner of the street.Ye Song and Su Chen leaned against the wall, speechless.

On the ground, the crumpled envelope fell.

(End of this chapter)