The following day, around 11 a.m.
A coffee shop on Zhuque Street gradually attracted more and more customers.
In the far corner sat a pale-skinned man with long bangs that almost covered his eyes.
The young waitress placed two cups of coffee in front of him: "Sir, please enjoy."
The man acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his eyes fixed on the view outside the window.
The waitress thought to herself, "This man is alright looking, but he has a somewhat gloomy demeanor and his eyes are rather creepy."
After the waitress left, the man finally looked away and gazed at the two cups of coffee in front of him.
Then, he raised his hand and paused for a second on one of the cups of coffee.
A small white pill silently dissolved into the brown liquid.
The man was naturally Hu Gang, Lao Hu's son, who was also the one who killed Tong Qian in his previous life.
Hu Gang pushed the spiked coffee to the other side, then took out his phone and stared at Tong Qian's photo again.
The similar facial features, and that seemingly harmless scholarly air unique to intellectuals, all reminded him of that woman.
Back then, he poured his heart out to that woman, supporting her through university and graduate school, treating her like a goddess, and eagerly anticipating marrying her after she graduated.
However, the first thing she did after graduating was to break up with him.
She said, "Hu Gang, we are not from the same world, we have nothing in common, we are not suitable for marriage, let's break up."
She added, "Thank you for your companionship and dedication over the years. I will pay you back all the money. I'm sorry."
A heart full of affection and ten years of companionship only resulted in a bucket of cold water being poured over his head.
He pleaded desperately, but the woman remained unmoved. She scraped together the money to pay him back and was determined to leave him.
Less than a month later, he saw the woman walk into the hotel arm in arm with another man.
His anger instantly clouded his judgment.
They've been together for so many years, and she never lets him touch her, saying she refuses premarital sex.
Now she's going to a hotel with a man she's only known for a few days.
It turns out that her principle is selective, depending on the person.
It's ridiculous. He's not only a sycophant, but also a complete idiot.
Afterwards, he followed the woman back to her rented room, and despite her screams and resistance, he pinned her to the bed and stripped her naked.
"You filthy bitch, what are you pretending to be, a virtuous and chaste woman? Other men can sleep with you, but I can't?"
The woman struggled and cried for help, and in a moment of desperation, he covered her mouth tightly.
When he finished, he looked at the woman and saw that her eyes were wide open and she was no longer breathing.
He killed someone.
Because it was a crime of passion, and his father paid a lot of compensation to the woman's family, he only served ten years in prison.
But his leg was broken by the woman's brother, leaving him with a lifelong disability.
He hated those pretentious female graduate students more than anything in his life, but when he saw Tong Qian's photo, he discovered...
He still can't forget that woman.
Feeling both love and hate, Hu Gang suspects he has developed a mental disorder.
He was so engrossed in looking at the photos that he didn't notice there was someone else at the table.
After Qi An finished "seeing" his memories, he silently cursed, "Trash."
There's a reason for every wrong, and a reason for every debt. As for the grudges and entanglements between him and that woman, who was right and who was wrong, Qi An didn't want to comment.
But Tong Qian had absolutely nothing to do with the whole thing; she was completely innocent!
Just because she looked somewhat like Hu Gang's ex-girlfriend from his graduate studies, and happened to have rejected him, she was unlucky enough to be killed by this madman.
Qi An suppressed the fierce aura emanating from him, plopped down opposite Hu Gang, and tapped the table with his hand.
Hu Gang slowly raised his head, and the face in the photo was clearly presented before him.
He was momentarily dazed, as if he were seeing the woman he both loved and hated again.
Qi An got straight to the point: "I am Tong Qian."
Hu Gang forced himself to calm down, lowered his eyes to hide the madness within, extended his right hand, and said in a low voice, "Hello."
Qi An crossed his arms and said, "Excuse me, I have my germaphobia and I never shake hands with men."
Hu Gang thought to himself: He really is a hypocrite.
He reluctantly withdrew his hand: "I ordered you coffee, try it."
Qi An picked up his coffee, a slow smile playing on his lips: "Nothing was added to it, was there?"
Hu Gang's eyes narrowed, and his palms instantly became sweaty: "Of course not, what do you mean?"
Qi An chuckled: "I mean you didn't add sugar or milk, right? I like plain coffee."
Hu Gang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "No."
"That's good."
After Qi An finished speaking, he picked up his coffee and finished it in a few gulps.
Hu Gang relaxed completely; his plan was already halfway to success.
Qi An took in his reaction and almost laughed.
Is this what Wang Fang meant by someone who is honest and doesn't talk much?
Damn, he's getting old, so he doesn't tell the truth much anymore.
And this height, Wang Fang said he's 1.78 meters tall, but he's at most 1.7 meters, where did the 8 come from?
Just then, the loudspeaker at the bar announced that freshly baked mini cakes were available, and customers who wanted to try them could get one for free.
Qi An raised his chin: "Could you please go and get one?"
Hu Gang hesitated for a few seconds, then finally stood up and limped toward the bar.
After observing for a second, Qi An suddenly realized and almost burst out laughing.
No wonder Wang Fang said he was 1.78 meters tall; she wasn't wrong.
He walks with a bouncy gait, one bouncy step and he's 1.7 meters tall, another bouncy step and he's 1.8 meters tall.
She is indeed 1.78 meters tall.
After finishing a plate of small cakes, Qi An ordered a bunch of desserts for himself and also had two more cups of coffee.
As time went by, Hu Gang gradually became restless. This shouldn't be happening.
Logically speaking, the person should be unconscious within twenty minutes of taking that medicine, doing whatever they are told, as if they have blacked out.
Just to be on the safe side, he even tested it on his dad yesterday. As a result, Lao Hu hugged the dog, kissed it, and called out "wife."
Half an hour has passed, how come this woman is still so lucid? And still eating so much?
Hu Gang was extremely anxious. She wasn't confused; how was he going to take her to a hotel to take those kinds of photos?
Could it be that I bought counterfeit medicine?
After eating and drinking his fill, Qi An wiped his mouth, slung his small bag over his shoulder, and casually said to Hu Gang:
"Well, let's call it a day. Thanks for your company, but we're not from the same world, so it's not appropriate."
"Oh, right."
Qi An took out two hundred yuan from his bag and placed it in front of Hu Gang: "Coffee and cake money, we're even now."
With a "boom"...
An intense surge of anger rushed to Hu Gang's head, and red veins gradually appeared in his eyes.
The switch to the devil is about to be turned on.
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