Chapter 773: Meeting Her Under the Moon, Tearing His Old Wounds (Part 2)
The girl in the black dress is like an angel descending in the dark night, her snow-white skin is as smooth as porcelain in the moonlight.
Her beautiful profile has a natural coldness. When she lowers her head, her eyebrows are half-closed, revealing a section of her white neck. Together with her thin and smooth shoulder line, it weaves a picture of a beautiful and elegant woman.
For a moment, Lou Mingshen couldn't tell whether the moonlight in the sky was more beautiful or she under the moon was more beautiful.
Perhaps she noticed something, the girl suddenly turned her head and looked straight at him.
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.
She was just waiting for Han Ke outside, but in just a short while, she bumped into Lou Mingshen.
At that moment, the man had already stepped closer, but Jiang Fuyue stood still and looked at him quietly.
"Miss Jiang, nice to meet you again." Lou Mingshen stopped in front of her, only one step away from her.
Jiang Fuyue didn't say anything.
His expression was as calm as water and his eyes were calm.
He didn't care and smiled to himself, "If I remember correctly, this should be the third time we've met. The first time was on the plane, the second time was at Laurel Villa, and today is the third time."
Jiang Fuyue: "Then it seems we are not familiar with each other."
The man shook his head. "You're exactly wrong. As the saying goes, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar. This is our third time, so we should be more familiar with each other."
"Sorry, my standards for friendship aren't that low."
The man was not angry, but smiled good-naturedly: "Although Miss Jiang doesn't consider me a friend, I am deeply impressed by Miss Jiang."
He pronounced the last four words with great emphasis, each word conveying profound meaning.
Jiang Fuyue's expression remained unchanged. She only said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."
After saying this, she adjusted her skirt gracefully and turned to leave.
A light laugh escaped the man's lips. "Miss Jiang, are you in such a hurry to leave? Is it because you feel guilty?"
She paused, but did not turn back as the man expected.
The next second, he took another step.
Lou Mingshen's smile suddenly faded. "Miss Jiang's composure really makes me... ashamed. Even though she's a thief, she's still so confident and self-righteous—she's truly amazing!"
As he spoke, he began to applaud.
Jiang Fuyue said calmly, "Although I don't understand what you're saying, I still want to remind you that you must take responsibility for what you say. Accusations without evidence are tantamount to slander."
"Yeah, we've been investigating for so long, but there's still no evidence." Lou Mingshen paced back and forth with his hands in his pockets. Without Jiang Fuyue turning around, he walked right up to her, his lips curled up, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "I'm curious, how did Miss Jiang do it? Hmm?"
"I think you may have asked the wrong person." The girl met the man's slightly scrutinizing gaze, without flinching or avoiding, with a calm expression.
"Still refusing to say?" He paused slightly, lowered his eyes for a moment, his expression dim, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of melancholy, and the air became miserable.
At first glance, it seems quite... aggrieved?
He spoke softly, "To you, it might just be an inscription or a photo, but it means a lot to me. If possible, I hope you can return it, or just name a price. Any amount is fine."
Jiang Fuyue remained indifferent to the man's emotional performance and said, "It has nothing to do with me."
Lou Mingshen seemed not to hear, and he twitched the corner of his mouth in self-mockery before continuing, "Those two things are the only memories left to me by an important person..."
Oh, important people?
Jiang Fuyue sneered and interrupted him: "Are you pretending to be pitiful and trying to gain sympathy?"
Lou Mingshen kept his eyes downcast, so the emotion in his eyes couldn't be seen, but his eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.
"Some things are lost and they are lost forever. No matter how you try to recover or remedy them afterwards, it's useless." Jiang Fuyue almost cruelly tore open the most hidden old wounds deep in his heart.
In an instant, pain came and blood gushed out.
It turned out that the wound had never truly healed. There was a scab on the surface and it looked fine, but in fact it had already festered and eroded deep into the bone.
"Besides," Jiang Fuyue ignored his instantly pale face and the sudden collapse of his back. Each word she spoke was like a thorn on a bush, piercing the man's heart one by one. "If it was really as important as you said, how could it be lost?"
Lost, just lost...
If it was important...how could it be lost...
The man's body swayed, he staggered half a step back, and almost fell.
Jiang Fuyue had no intention of helping him. Instead, she stepped back a distance, stood tall and straight, with a cold look in her eyes.
Under the moonlight, he is like the God who is executing the Last Judgment.
Life and death, heaven and hell, are all just a thought away.
Lou Mingshen looked up, and the next second his pupils tightened and he was stunned.
In a trance, Lou Mingshen seemed to see the "her" of the past——
He looked at himself with the same cold expression and silent eyes, slightly sarcastic.
"What do you know?!" He growled with red eyes, and the veins in his neck bulged. "You know nothing!"
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Indeed."
She had long been a complete outsider.
"The thing is really not with me." The girl said sincerely with clear eyes.
No, it’s all burned.
Lou Mingshen frowned, his rationality gradually returning. He still didn't believe it, but he didn't press Jiang Fuyue's questioning. Instead, he spoke as if he was chatting -
"Both items were left behind twenty years ago..."
Jiang Fuyue looked straight ahead, her eyes calm.
"My sister is the one who left them. She wrote the calligraphy: Beautiful scenery, a feast for the eyes. Because it was just a casual scribble, there was no stamp, only a date: Summer 2027."
"That year, I was nineteen and she was twenty-two."
Jiang Fuyue didn't want to listen and planned to walk around.
But Lou Mingshen seemed to have sensed her intentions and kept a close watch on it: "And that photo, it was taken by a passerby. I spent money to buy the film and secretly developed it. I wanted to give it to her as a gift, but I didn't get to give it to her until she left..."
"That's enough!" Jiang Fuyue interrupted sternly, "I don't want to hear your story, get out of the way!"
The man remained motionless, continuing to his own thoughts, "Laurel Manor was opened for her because her name, like yours, contains the character 'moon,' and she herself is like the moon—noble, bright, and born to be high above, hanging in the sky."
Jiang Fuyue sneered: "Why are you telling me this? Is it necessary? If you want to get your things back, then I'll say it again, please listen carefully and understand - it's not with me!"
The disguise in the man's eyes began to crack inch by inch, and his original expression of pity, grievance, fragility and helplessness was instantly replaced by coldness.
"You think I'll believe you?" He stepped closer, his tone fierce. "The display case is made of bulletproof glass and has a combination lock using a brand new encryption algorithm. An average thief can't open it!"
Jiang Fuyue: "Since you can't open it, why do you think it's me?"
"Winner of the IOI gold medal with a perfect score, is that a good enough reason?"
"Tsk—there are so many people in the world who have won full marks in international computer competitions. Why don't you doubt them?"
"Of course I don't doubt them. Because you were the only one who showed up at the Laurel Villa exhibition hall!"
"Winning the IOI Gold Award doesn't mean you can crack encryption algorithms."
"I don't want to waste my time on you," the man said with a hint of impatience on his face. "Hand over your things if you know what's good for you, otherwise—"
She raised an eyebrow: "How?"
"Don't blame me for being rude!"
"Heh..." Jiang Fuyue smiled, "How do you want to be rude?"
Lou Mingshen's eyes darkened, and he suddenly reached out...
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