Mo Xiaoqing could clearly see her long fingernails scratching on the steps, so hard that she even flipped her own nails over. However, she subtly turned her gaze to Mu Liangliang's face, cleverly pretending not to see it.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Of course not."
“They called some people from who-knows-where and broke both legs of his father’s lawyer friend. My friend and his mother had nowhere to turn but to put up banners on the main street and kneel in front of the government building, just to ask for justice.”
Mu Liangliang's smile was particularly desperate and desolate, a calm stillness after despair. She tilted her head slightly, looking at the city's prosperity and lights, the car headlights flowing like a river.
As if to burn her eyes, her fingers unconsciously covered the glass, as if trying to touch something…
"However, in this circle, officials protect each other, and with money and power, even if someone kills someone, they won't get the punishment they deserve. So those rich kids hired someone to run over his mother with a car within a month, and at the moment his mother was killed, my friend was being pinned down by that group of people, struggling desperately..."
Mo Xiaoqing's heart skipped a beat. It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her chest; she felt uncomfortable and suffocated, and desperately wanted to take a deep breath...
"Tell me, what is right in this world? What is wrong? Who can I trust? And who can't I trust?"
"Wasn't my friend a kind person? So why was she betrayed by her own friend in the end?"
After a long while, Mo Xiaoqing finally managed to find her voice when she ran away from home.
"...And what about your friend's father?"
But when she spoke, she realized that her sweet and soft voice was gone. Her voice was hoarse and strained, as if something was blocking her throat, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
She thought...maybe she had caught Mu Liangliang's influence? The heavy feeling in her heart seemed impossible to dispel!
"When my mother died, my father's friend suffered the consequences, and naturally, my friend's father also died of anger!"
Mu Liangliang's face was half hidden in the darkness, her deep emotions obscure and unclear, but Mo Xiaoqing saw a deep hatred in her eyes, a hatred so overwhelming that it seemed she wished to destroy the whole world.
"And what about your friend?" Mo Xiaoqing asked in a very soft voice, as if afraid of disturbing her.
Looking at the brightly lit buildings across the street, and the entire city bathed in light, Mu Liangliang said expressionlessly, "They've become wandering ghosts."
But in her heart, the opposite was true. At least when she said those words, her heart was incredibly dark, so dark as to be a state of despair. She thought she might never find salvation in this lifetime…
She could only eke out a living in the darkness, just like now, looking down at the city lights, envying those who lived as brightly as stars, the moon, and the sun…
Mo Xiaoqing's heart skipped a beat; her bold guess had been confirmed.
But before she could speak, Mu Liangliang's voice rang out again in the room—
"Nothing in this world can be trusted, not even those fans who claim to love you. They can push you into an abyss for some other reason."
Mo Xiaoqing didn't take that person's side, and she didn't know how to comment on the matter, or rather, she wasn't qualified to comment on it at all.
She cautiously began, "Perhaps... you could try to let this go, and just let it fade away, wouldn't that be better?"
Normally, she would never be so foolish as to say something like that.
But now that the alcohol has taken effect, and after hearing this story, she feels a deep sense of desolation and sadness, so naturally she can't function properly.
He was only thinking about whether he could say something to cheer her up. Even if he couldn't cheer her up, he couldn't just sit there pretending not to hear anything...
"I really want to help my friend, but I can't... I hate my own powerlessness!" Mu Liangliang clenched her hands tightly together, her long fingernails leaving five deep scratches on the back of her hands. Even more terrifying... those scratches seemed to be bloodstains...
Mo Xiaoqing noticed all of her unusual reactions.
"Although there are many things in this world that are beyond our control, I still believe that there are more people who have justice in their hearts!" Mo Xiaoqing smiled faintly, gazing into the distance at the sky, which still had a faint red tinge, merging with the darkness to form a strange color.
Mu Liangliang's heart skipped a beat, her eyelashes trembled violently several times, and her lips quivered as if she couldn't close them. She looked at Mo Xiaoqing with a complicated expression.
Mo Xiaoqing felt a little heavy-hearted. She turned her eyes away and looked at the scenery downstairs. In that darkness, the lights were bright, and the car lights flowed like water.
Her eyes seemed to be veiled by a thin layer of gauze, with an indescribable complexity. She said in a very soft voice, "What's past is past. Don't let it become your inner demon forever."
"Can you tell me what inner demons are?" Mu Liangliang closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the bitterness and hatred in her eyes were impossible to hide.
If she could, she really wanted to drag the whole world into hell, to make it all dark and forever devoid of light, so that those social scum would never be able to harm others again…
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