"It was when I was in the villa that I discovered something." When Jiang Ruhua said this, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

"When I woke up in the morning, I found that Xia Ruoming was not in the room, and there was no sign of her around. At that time, I suddenly felt extremely helpless, so I crawled out and looked for her everywhere."

"Finally I found her in the studio, and she seemed to have been there for a long time."

"Because she seemed very serious, I just watched silently from the side and did not disturb her."

Luo Qingxuan seemed a little surprised by this sentence and looked at Jiang Ruhua with suspicion, but Jiang Ruhua did not explain much.

"But soon I discovered something strange. The people in the painting seemed to be me and Xia Ruoming."

"What's so strange about this? Senior sister's favorite thing is to paint impromptu. Maybe it's just because you happened to go to her house that day." Luo Qingxuan said disdainfully.

Jiang Ruhua glanced at Luo Qingxuan, and did not show any dissatisfaction with her interruption. She continued slowly: "Well... maybe, I don't know her."

"But what if I tell you that she painted me and her in the future? In the painting, she has blue hair, a particularly bright ice blue, and wears wilder makeup than she does now. If you were to see it, you would never believe that Xia Ruoming, who is now bare-faced, is the person in the painting."

"That's what I thought at the time. I didn't notice that she was painting myself at first, until I saw the person standing next to her in the painting. That person was different from me in height and body shape, but I recognized the structure of her facial features at first glance. It was definitely me, and there was no mistake about the chestnut hair. At that moment, I came to my senses and realized that the facial features of the blue-haired woman on the left were so similar to Xia Ruoming."

"Since you know Xia Ruoming so well, you may have an idea of ​​whether what I said is true or not... There is no one else around her who has natural chestnut hair like me, right? Even those who dye their hair later don't have it."

Although she was very unwilling to accept this result, Luo Qingxuan still nodded slightly. There was indeed no other person with chestnut hair around her senior sister. She also knew that her senior sister's paintings were basically based on real prototypes, so it was basically certain that the person was Jiang Ruhua.

Seeing Luo Qingxuan's reaction, Jiang Ruhua confirmed her investigation and guess, and also put down the stone in her heart.

"Xia Ruoming said that was the prototype of a character in one of her novels, and I believed it at the time. But I don't know why, ever since I thought the person on the right was me, a lot of strange images suddenly appeared in my mind. The protagonists of those images were the two people in the painting, the one with blue hair - let me just assume that she was Xia Ruoming."

"Xia Ruoming changed her hair color twice in those scenes. At first, it was ice blue. Well, I don't know how to describe the last two times, but it was also blue hair anyway."

"It's mist blue and lake blue. You don't even know this, and you still have the nerve to go look at paintings. Do you understand it, Miss?" Luo Qingxuan interrupted.

"How do you know?" Jiang Ruhua raised her eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"I can tell at a glance. That's my senior's favorite color. If I believe you and that person is really her, she would only dye her hair this color." Luo Qingxuan certainly knew the color of Xia Ruoming's hair in her previous life, but she accidentally let it slip so she could only make up an excuse.

After hearing Luo Qingxuan's words, Jiang Ruhua's mouth corners slightly raised again, and she already had the answer in her heart.

"In that story, Xia Ruoming and I seemed to be very loving, but later on, for some reason, Xia Ruoming's career plummeted. Xia Ruoming locked herself in the room and cried for a long time. At the time, I was still wondering, if she was really with me, I would never let her cry like that."

You would, of course you would, isn't this what you did yourself, how do you have the nerve to say that you would never make senior sister cry - Luo Qingxuan sneered in her heart, you bought all that negative information, if it weren't for you, how could senior sister reveal so much negative information that she had never done, if senior sister hadn't believed in you so much, how could she have ended up like this.

You ruined your senior sister's reputation so badly, and then you just walked away, but your senior sister was not vindicated until half a year after her death.

If she hadn't met An Jinrou, she would be lying in that cold tomb now. On the tomb were the words "Tomb of my beloved wife Xia Ruoming" engraved by the person who killed her. It was really disgusting.

"After Xia Ruoming told me that it was a character setting in the novel, I thought it was just a stress-induced hallucination. Because my body was in so much pain and I saw Xia Ruoming's paintings, I subconsciously imagined some strange things. After all, I have had this kind of situation before."

"But it was clearly an illusion. When I saw Xia Ruomeng in the illusion die of severe injuries and fail to open her eyes to look at me for the last time, I felt extremely distressed."

"If these stories are true, of course you should feel sad." Luo Qingxuan looked at her coldly, and there was no kindness in her tone.

Jiang Ruhua did not respond to Luo Qingxuan, but just continued to tell her story.

"I thought of it as an illusion for a long time. Until that crazy woman got crazy again and went to work as an executive director at Xia Ruoming's company. She obviously had her own family business and could live a peaceful life at home, but she chose to do something that was destined to put her in trouble."

"That crazy woman is a green tea girl. She even asked me if I would be angry if she pursued Xia Ruoming."

"Crazy woman? Who is the crazy woman?" Luo Qingxuan asked doubtfully. There didn't seem to be any crazy women around the senior sister.

"Didn't you serve her a cup of coffee?" Jiang Ruhua chuckled and tapped the seat where Ye Han had sat before.

Luo Qingxuan: "..."

Compared to her, I still think you are a little crazier, Jiang Ruhua.

"Just today, that crazy woman sent me a photo of her and Xia Ruoming. It's nothing, she has sent many photos like this before."

"But that photo gave me a very familiar feeling... I seemed to remember two people walking in the same corridor, even standing in the same position. The same painful feeling I had when I had the hallucination appeared again."

“And those hallucinations reappeared before my eyes, much clearer than last time.”