cemetery.
Zhu Hao held two bunches of chrysanthemums in his hand, looking down at the brand-new tombstone.
Geng Ying stood quietly beside her, carrying two offerings in her hands.
Zhu Hao looked at the names engraved on the tombstone—Fang Zhifeng and He Peilan.
My gaze fell on the name of the person who erected the monument—Fang Ming.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and without saying a word, she placed the two bouquets of flowers in front of the two adjacent tombstones.
Geng Ying also put down what she was holding and then stepped back, trying to give Zhu Hao some space.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Hao got up and said directly, "Let's go eat."
Geng Ying paused for a moment, then followed her, "Aren't you going to say anything to them?"
"No, I have nothing to say to them."
"Then why did you come?"
"I just came to take a look. After all, the people are dead. This is the first and last time I've approached them."
Geng Ying fell silent.
She followed Zhu Hao down the steps, looked up at the sky, and exclaimed, "A rainbow!"
Zhu Hao raised his eyes and followed Geng Ying's fingertips.
A beautifully curved rainbow with soft colors soared through the sky.
"It didn't rain today, did it?" Zhu Hao asked, puzzled.
"Who knows?" Geng Ying walked to Zhu Hao's side and took her hand. "Maybe it rained when we were in class, and now that the sky has cleared up, a rainbow has appeared. Anyway, it's a good omen, isn't it?"
Zhu Hao's heart skipped a beat. She turned to look at Geng Ying, a smile playing on her lips. "Shouldn't we celebrate?"
"Let's go eat the barbecue we both love!" Geng Ying said cheerfully, pulling Zhu Hao along as they quickly descended the steps. "That place has a really long queue! We have to go early!"
On the other side, the top floor of the Tang Group building.
Zhu Qing knocked on the door with a tablet in hand.
"Come in." Tang Song closed the document in his hand.
After Zhu Qing entered, he locked the door from the inside, quickly walked up to Tang Song, and handed him the news report.
Tang Song lowered his eyes and glanced at the news headline—The demon who murdered his father and mother has finally been caught.
He looked away. "Okay, you can go now."
Zhu Qing hesitated, but ultimately said nothing and turned to leave.
The moment the office door closed, Tang Song got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the endless stream of cars below, and took out a watch from his pocket.
The watch belongs to Fang Ming.
As he closed his hands, the watch instantly vanished into thin air.
Fang Ming, who was sitting in the prison transport vehicle, suddenly coughed up blood, frantically pulled at his handcuffs, and screamed, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!!"
*
Three days later.
It rained in the early morning, and when the sun rose, the air was fresh after the rain. It didn't seem so cold anymore, and pedestrians had changed from their down jackets to coats, while others were wearing hoodies.
Zhu Hao, wearing a light green fleece-lined jacket and carrying a backpack, walked along the campus path.
Today is the day Fang Ling and Fang Ming are taken into custody; it's both special and ordinary.
Zhu Hao continued attending classes and having meals with Geng Ying as usual.
canteen.
Geng Ying was scrolling through her phone while stuffing vegetables into her mouth.
"Good morning, Zhu Hao!" Geng Ying pushed the phone in front of Zhu Hao. "Look at this!"
After taking a sip of water, I glanced at my phone screen out of the corner of my eye.
The image above is a picture of a car accident scene.
The difference is that this vehicle is a bus used to transport prisoners.
Zhu Hao paused for a moment, then swiped his finger across the screen.
Below are various photos from the scene, unblurred and very clear.
She could even make out the faces of the prisoners in the car from those pictures—Fang Ling and Fang Ming, and several other prisoners she didn't recognize.
"The bus's brakes failed, it crashed through the guardrail and plunged off the cliff. When the search and rescue team found it, there were no survivors." Geng Ying leaned closer, scrolled to the end of the report, tapped the screen, and gestured for the article to be viewed.
He shook his head, looked away, and continued eating.
Seeing that she didn't react in any particular way, Geng put away his phone and, as usual, continued browsing other news.
This incident seemed to be just a minor episode, and it did not affect Zhu Hao's normal life at all.
Even after returning to the manor that day, Zhu Hao didn't mention the two of them to Tang Song.
It was Tang Song who brought it up after she finished her homework that evening.
"Fang Ling and Fang Ming are dead." Tang Song took the design draft from Zhu Hao, carefully smoothed it out, and put it in a folder. "This morning, the bus transporting them had an accident, and they died on the spot."
[Good riddance! Hehehe!]
Zhu Hao paused in his hand as he put down his paintbrush, then looked up at Tang Song.
Tang Song felt her gaze and looked back.
"It was an accident, there's nothing we can do about it," Zhu Hao replied calmly.
She didn't know if the car accident had anything to do with Tang Song, but she didn't want to ask or hear it.
She took Tang Song's hand and walked out of the study. "I'm hungry. Let's go get some late-night snacks."
Tang Song thought Zhu Hao would say something, but she didn't expect her to let the matter drop so easily.
[Hehehe! I knew it! The cubs don't care about them at all. That's how it should be! Those two cancers would be a waste of the land if they died.]
【Yay! That's great! There won't be any more stinky things threatening the cubs!】
【Wait a minute!! And that stinky fox too! Awooo!! When will that guy get better? He's been spending way too much time at the wolf clan lately! Doesn't the fox clan care about him? Awooo~】
Zhu Hao chuckled softly, then moved her head slightly, casually tossing a strand of hair behind her ear to cover Tang Song's wildly imaginative thoughts.
*
Time flies, and graduation season is here in the blink of an eye.
Zhu Hao, dressed in her graduation gown, had just finished taking the class's graduation photo and was about to help Geng Ying tidy up her dorm room.
Downstairs at Gengying's dormitory, Zhu Hao immediately spotted someone who shouldn't be there—Xue Qinfeng.
She frowned slightly, secretly stretching her muscles, ready to drag him to the grove and give him a beating at any moment.
I don't know what's wrong with this person. After being beaten up by her and Tang Song, he behaved himself for more than a year. Recently, he's started hanging around Geng Ying again.
However, every time Zhu Hao saw him, he got beaten up.
Sure enough, Zhu Hao saw Xue Qinfeng from afar, his leg in a cast, leaning pitifully on his crutches, standing there like an abandoned puppy.
Zhu Hao stepped forward, staring intently at him, somewhat impatiently, "Why are you here again?"
As if by reflex, Xue Qinfeng staggered and raised his hand to cover his face.
Realizing there were other people around, he immediately put his hand down, pretended to straighten his clothes, and coughed lightly, "You guys graduated, right? Geng Ying is moving dorms, and I'm here to help."
Zhu Hao looked him up and down with a questioning expression. "You?"
Xue Qinfeng leaned on his cane and took two steps back. "I probably can't come in person, but I brought people with me."
He pointed to the female bodyguard in a suit not far away.
Zhu Hao pouted, speechless. "No need for that. I'll go help. Don't bother her."
"Hey!? How can you talk like that..." Xue Qinfeng met Zhu Hao's gaze, his imposing manner weakened, and he muttered in a low voice, "More people means more strength."
Why is Zhu Hao starting to sound more and more like Tang Song?
Anyone who didn't know better would think that Zhu Hao was the wolf king.
Zhu Hao ignored him and went upstairs on her own.
"Annoying..." Xue Qinfeng complained as he watched Zhu Hao's retreating figure.
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