Sang Luan subconsciously looked at Feng Hengzhi beside her.
Feng Hengzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, still with the same expression as before.
Sang Luan silently threw the jade pendant into Feng Hengzhi's arms and jumped far away. "Brother Hengzhi, you just saw it. I didn't do anything."
Feng Hengzhi's gaze fell on the broken jade pendant in his arms. A complex look flashed across his eyes, and a depressed mood emanated from his whole body.
Sang Luan slightly turned sideways and glanced suspiciously at Feng Hengzhi, who had his head lowered.
If it were before, Feng Hengzhi would have jumped up and strangled her neck by now.
Feng Hengzhi's eyelids drooped slightly, and he suddenly looked up, "Please help me put it away first."
Sang Luan was surprised, "What if it breaks even more..."
Then, she lowered her head and muttered softly, "Then you'll blame it all on me again."
Feng Hengzhi slowly raised his eyes and glanced at her. Then, he opened his red lips and said, "As long as you didn't break it on purpose, I won't blame you."
Oh my, something is wrong. There is really something wrong with Feng Hengzhi today.
That didn't sound like something he would say at all.
Sang Luan half-clenched her right hand into a fist, then brought it to her lips and coughed softly, "You said that."
Immediately, Sang Luan took the jade pendant carefully and slowly put it into her arms.
"Do you know why I care so much about this jade pendant?" Feng Hengzhi's expression softened instantly and he spoke suddenly.
Sang Luan's heart suddenly became alarmed. She already knew the whole story of this jade pendant.
According to Feng Hengzhi's temperament, if she listened to it today and Feng Hengzhi regretted it after returning home, he would not kill her to silence her, right?
She collected her thoughts and looked very curious, "Why?"
She silently took a step back to prevent Feng Hengzhi from suddenly going crazy.
"About five years ago, I met a young woman whose family had fallen on hard times. She was skilled in medicine, kind-hearted, and had a brilliant mind."
"After her family fell into poverty, she didn't complain. After doing all sorts of crazy things, Sister Xia went all the way to Shengjing. Shengjing was really prosperous. We met right after she arrived. At that time, I was just a young man eager to realize my ambitions."
Sang Luan turned slightly to the side, and she found that Feng Hengzhi's eyes were not as cold as usual. His eyes and tone clearly revealed a hint of complex emotions.
"No one understood me at the time, but she told me that if I loved it, I should just do it. After I became successful, people around me would gradually understand me, and I believed her."
"She was originally living a good life, but she happened to meet me, a young lady from a noble family who admired me. She thought she was pestering me, but we are just friends."
"One time, when I was away from Shengjing, that young lady from the aristocratic family actually tricked her into going up the mountain in my name, and eventually tortured her to death."
"If it weren't for me, she would be living a passionate and brilliant life now."
Feng Hengzhi paused, his words filled with deep guilt, "I was the one who let her down. When I came back, her body had already sunk into the sea."
After saying this, Feng Hengzhi gritted his teeth and continued, "And that idiot Qi Ran, he was clearly the first to know about this, but he didn't take it seriously and wasn't on guard at all. If not, Ling'er still had a chance of being saved."
Knowing it before was one thing, but hearing Feng Hengzhi say it out loud was another.
Seeing Feng Hengzhi's low mood, Sang Luan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted Feng Hengzhi on the back, saying softly, "It's okay, Brother Hengzhi. Although I haven't met the girl you're talking about, she sounds like a really nice person."
"That jade pendant is the only thing she left me." Feng Hengzhi nodded slightly, "If I had been able to rush back in time..."
Sang Luan sighed softly, her eyebrows raised slightly, "I know it's a little hard for you to let go completely, but if she's there watching you suffer so much for her, she won't feel good either."
She pointed upwards.
She couldn't help but think in her heart, in a few months the person you have been thinking about will come back.
Feng Hengzhi half-closed his eyes and stared at Sang Luan, his tone dangerous, "Then do you know what I did to that damned young lady from aristocratic family?"
Sang Luan suddenly felt something was wrong and looked up, only to meet Feng Hengzhi's dangerous eyes.
"I will repay them double for what they did to Ling'er. Moreover, after I came back, I found out that the whole family of that so-called young lady from a noble family condoned her behavior. Her whole family are murderers." After he finished speaking, Feng Hengzhi slowly raised the corner of his mouth into a bloodthirsty smile.
Sang Luan couldn't help but think of the original description:
Feng Heng rushed into the house alone with a sword. He killed gods and Buddhas along the way. He was wearing ink-black clothes that blended into the night.
He held a sword in his right hand, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold, like a demon god.
In just an incense stick's time, Feng Hengzhi left openly through the main gate. Through the half-open door, he could vaguely see several corpses lying on the ground with their eyes open.
Outside, the cool breeze blew.
Inside the house, the blood was hard to conceal.
Sang Luan couldn't help but shudder and silently collected her thoughts.
Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply. This look was very different from all the previous ones.
His gaze rested on Sang Luan for a long time before he suddenly spoke, "Since then, I've particularly hated those who keep saying they like me. They don't deserve my respect at all."
Sang Luan fell silent. She touched her nose silently, feeling as if someone was pointing at her nose and scolding her.
She coughed lightly, and her eyes inadvertently fell on Feng Hengzhi's drooping palm.
She was suddenly shocked and said, "Don't move."
As she spoke, she looked around, grabbed a corner of the clothes, and exerted force with her hand. The corner of the clothes fell safely into her hand.
Sang Luan took Feng Hengzhi's hand and her heart suddenly shrank.
The flesh on Feng Heng's palm was rolling up.
She casually pulled the corner of her clothes and gently wiped Feng Heng's palm. Then, she slowly wrapped the piece of cloth she had torn off earlier around Feng Heng's palm.
She moved very gently, as if she was afraid of hurting the injured person.
Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes and saw Sang Luan's thick and long eyelashes. The teardrop mole at the corner of her eye seemed to be a different color than usual.
Sang Luan was very close to Feng Hengzhi's palm. During the process of entanglement, her heat gently sprayed on his palm.
Feng Heng's eyes flickered slightly. At this moment, Sang Luan didn't seem as annoying as before.
Suddenly, he raised one hand and leaned forward slightly.
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