Chapter 9 Butterfly Cage

Xia Ling looked at him, frozen in place, forcing out a smile, hoping that the last thing he would remember was her smiling face.

However, before she could figure out how to explain her departure from home to him, he had already slapped her down hard: "Xia Ling, I never knew you were so vicious. You can do such things as poisoning and killing people!"

 Poison to kill?

She didn't understand what he was talking about, and fell to the ground off guard. Her forehead was hit somewhere, and blood flowed down, blurring her vision. She looked at him blankly, her consciousness a little dazed, and her ears were ringing.

He leaned down and grabbed the lapel of her thin shirt, "You are very brave for daring to kill Wang Jingwan. Now that the Wang family is chasing after you to demand an explanation, do you know how much trouble you have caused?!"

Wang Jingwan—his fiancée, died?

This thought only flashed through her mind and then disappeared. She tried to open her eyes wide to see the man in front of her clearly, but the blood blurred her vision and she couldn't see clearly. Her cheeks were burning and hurting, probably because they were swollen, which made her unable to speak clearly: "I want to...go, let me...go..."

Whether that woman dies or not has nothing to do with her. All her attention is focused on one thing, that is, Pei Ziheng actually made a move on her. This was the first time he hit her, without mercy, like facing an enemy.

 It turns out that their feelings are so fragile.

For an unrelated woman...ha, it can't be said to be unrelated. For a so-called political marriage that is a well-matched match, he can put down their relationship of more than ten years and abandon it like worn out shoes.

 Fate has really come to an end.

Xia Ling didn’t kill his fiancée, but he didn’t believe it.

It is said that she was the last person to see Wang Jingwan. Not long after she finished talking to Wang Jingwan, the woman was found dead on the sofa seat in the cafe's box, with a drink overturned beside her, with her name on it. Xia Ling's fingerprints.

Pei Ziheng imprisoned her.

Xia Ling wishes she could never forget what happened after that. That purgatory year only made her realize one thing: the once gentle Pei Ziheng, who promised to protect her for the rest of her life, was dead, and was replaced by a ferocious beast and a cruel demon...

The cool breeze of early autumn blew by, making her shiver with coldness.

Xia Ling recovered from the memories of the past and hugged the brown paper bag tightly in her arms. In the paper bag were various location supplies purchased this time. The heavy weight gave her a real feeling of being alive. The crowds of people on the street made her stagger a little, but being among them made her feel strangely safe. Just over a month ago, she could not imagine that she would one day escape Pei Ziheng's imprisonment and walk on the street without incident.

 It has been more than a month since her death and rebirth.

 It’s not that she deliberately counts the days, but—

Xia Ling raised her head and found herself in a commercial square. There were crowds of people around. Young people coming and going, holding white daisies in their hands, passed by her. Some people were crying in low voices, and some were talking to the people around them. Words such as "Xia Ling..." and "It's a pity..." were vaguely heard.

 The square echoed with a familiar melody, a ballad she had sung many years ago. On the large screen in the center, an eye-catching black and white title was played repeatedly:

  【Sleeping Butterfly—Mourning for Xia Ling's Death in July 7th】

 The signature is Emperor Entertainment.

live. It was very strange to watch the live broadcast of one's own condolences. Xia Ling did not expect that she would catch up with this when she went out for shopping occasionally, and she couldn't help but feel a little panicked. I wanted to turn around and leave, but I couldn't move as if there were roots under my feet. There was a voice in my heart that kept clamoring for longing. I wonder if Pei Ziheng will show up? I wonder how... he lived after she died?

 Xia Ling, you are really hopeless.

There is another voice in your heart that is despising her fiercely. He has caused you this much, and you still miss him? !

People around her kept bumping into her, and their dissatisfied voices became louder and louder: "Hey, can't you go? Why are you standing in the middle of the road blocking the way?" "Give way, don't stand here and pretend to be dead." …

 She was pushed around by them until she bumped into a solid chest.

"ye Loyal fans, if you are stuck on the road, if you encounter a stampede or something, you will not be able to find anyone to compensate you. "

Xia Ling: “…”

"Why are you looking at me? Did I say something wrong? Don't tell me that you are also a die-hard fan of Xia Ling." Lu Tao put his hands in his wide trouser pockets, his expression was extremely impatient, and he kept saying fiercely as he spoke He glared back at several "Xia Ling diehard fans" who were glaring at him.

Xia Ling was speechless.

 Finally, she found her voice: "What are you doing here?"

"Come out to buy something. If I'm not going to shoot the MV soon, and today is a day off, I won't rush out to find fault during Xia Ling's memorial service." Lu Tao said, waving behind her. Waved his hand, "Here—!"

Xia Ling turned around and saw his two followers carrying large and small bags, struggling to fight their way through the crowd, and panting heavily, they came to them.

"Oh my god, Brother Lu, let me tell you, I have seen what crazy fans are. These people are really like crazy. They have three floors inside and three floors outside and they have blocked the place. They are actually really There are a lot of people crying...Look over there, and over there..." The two boys put down the things in their hands, foaming at the mouth while talking, and excitedly pointed it out to Lu Tao.

 It took a long time before he saw Xia Ling in front of Lu Tao.

"Hey, isn't this Ye Xingling?" the two younger brothers shouted, looking at them as if they were ghosts, "Brother Lu, why are you with her?" It's no wonder they made such a fuss, yesterday she and Lu Tao were on the same page, Not only had they competed, but Lu Tao also knelt down for her in front of so many people in the training camp. How come they were able to talk and chat together in such a harmonious manner today?

 Actually, Xia Ling also felt strange. Should she say that this Lu Tao was a very crazy person, or was he just ignoring his past grievances? If it were someone else who had just knelt down to her yesterday, it would have been too late to walk around her when he saw her today. Who would be so kind as to pull her to a safe area?

Lu Tao rolled his eyes at the sky: "If she hadn't met me, she would have been trampled to death." He nodded at her, and the various chains on his wrists jingled, "Ye Xingling, I am willing to admit defeat for what happened yesterday. , let’s just say it. But, I saved your life today, how can you repay me?”

"What do you want in return?" Xia Ling finally discovered that Lu Tao was just a child who had not grown up. No wonder he poured ink on her desk so childishly before. Is this something a mature person would do?

Lu Tao's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard her ask: "In the giant loop you jumped yesterday, I found that there was a detail when you kicked to the airside that was different from ordinary giant loops. It was the ankle... I have never seen it before. , I tried several times this morning, but I couldn’t achieve that angle. Where did you learn it? Tell me quickly!”

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 (End of this chapter)

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