Chapter 770: Shen Lingyue (3)
Ning Huanxin suddenly raised her head and stared coldly at Shen Lingyue's soul. The girl in front of her was obviously very thin and young, but...
After all, she became a wandering ghost, and the only way to escape from the confinement of this lake was to harm others!
Hearing Ning Huanxin's question, Shen Lingyue was not flustered. She just tilted her head slightly and looked at Ning Huanxin indifferently.
"I was the one who killed Yang Feng. He deserved to die."
The girl, who was so gentle just now, suddenly changed her expression at this moment.
"Yang Feng is the beginning of the tragedy in my life."
At this moment, Shen Lingyue didn't look like a girl at all. Her eyes were cold and complicated. "It's all my fault that I'm young and ignorant. I actually envy those bad girls. I think they're so handsome when they skip classes, dye their hair, and smoke."
Perhaps, inside every good girl, there is a rebellious heart.
Or maybe, each of us has both light and dark sides.
Shen Lingyue glanced at Ning Huanxin and continued, "Yang Feng often went to play with Brother Yuan Jian. He was very handsome, good at talking, and knew a lot of things. I was really fascinated by him at that time. I would miss him, skip classes for him, learn to be a bad girl for him, and even... because he was short of money, he said he wanted to make money and start a business. In order to fulfill his wish, I agreed to do live broadcasts with him and deceive others. I thought that was love, but I didn't expect that after he made money, his appetite became bigger and bigger, and... while he was still connected with Li Lu, he was always trying to take advantage of me in different ways."
Having said that, Shen Lingyue gritted her teeth. Although she was just a ghost now, Ning Huanxin could still feel her anger and regret.
When you are young, you can be frivolous and willful.
But once something irreversible happens, you will really regret it for the rest of your life.
Shen Lingyue sighed, not wanting to mention the man who had turned her into this. She looked at the lake and continued, "That night half a month ago, Li Lu took me to the river. She told me she was pregnant and wanted to marry Yang Feng."
Having said that, Shen Lingyue didn't seem angry at all, let alone furious.
"Actually, I had already broken up with Yang Feng at that time, but... Yang Feng didn't allow me to tell anyone else, otherwise he would go to my house and cause trouble. I... I have done a lot of things that have made my parents sad in the past two years, and I don't want to cause them any more trouble, so... Yang Feng and I agreed that I would do a few more live broadcasts and take on some private psychic jobs, and when he made enough money, we would immediately part ways."
Having said that, Shen Lingyue sighed.
"But I didn't expect that the water ghosts were looking for a substitute that night, and I was weak. Li Lu and I were both on the shore at the time. When we found something wrong, Li Lu immediately yelled and turned around and ran, but I was not so lucky."
The moment death comes, it doesn't seem so scary.
I don't know what she was thinking about, Shen Lingyue just smiled faintly: "Actually, I'm not afraid of death. I might... should have died many years ago. It's just... my leaving will make my parents sad for a long time. I am unfilial and I am guilty. I saw my mother came to the lake to pay tribute to me, and I wanted to go out to see her, but unfortunately... she couldn't see me or hear me. I have a lot to say to her, and I really want to hug her again, but unfortunately... everything is just wishful thinking. It's all my fault that I am ignorant and stupid. I thought it was cool to skip classes while studying others, and I thought it was impressive to be with Yang Feng and others in the streets. In fact... I will only hurt others and myself."
[Eighth update] I suddenly want to drink some poisonous chicken soup. It’s great to be young, but when you are young, you should think twice before doing anything. Don’t let yourself leave any irreparable regrets in your best years.
(End of this chapter)
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