Chapter 63: Will the Young Marshal not touch me for two years? (1/2)



Chapter 63: The young commander won’t not touch me for two years, right?

Nan Chengcheng asked, "In the past two years, has Miss Mo often had thoughts of ending her life? She even felt like she was going to die in the next second.

You are afraid of the light and just want to hide in the darkness. You even feel that you don’t deserve to be alive.

The bad things you experienced in the past often haunt you in your midnight dreams."

Mo Bingbing nodded, "Yes." She glanced deeply at Zhan Peilin beside her, and then said to Nan Chengcheng, "Sometimes I can't even control my own behavior. For example, when I went to wash my face just now, there was a voice in my head that kept telling me to drown myself, drown myself.

Then I dived into the water, thinking of dying. I had no fear of death, I even longed for it."

Nan Chengcheng stretched out her hand, "Miss Mo, give me your hand."

Mo Bingbing put her hands on the coffee table.

Nan Chengcheng placed his hand on Mo Bingbing's arm, and touched the bones all the way down to her fingers. He then turned her palm over and touched the bones in her palm with a little force.

Mo Bingbing felt a pain in her palm.

"Don't be afraid. Bone reading is also a form of fortune-telling. It's not easy to tell your fate from your face, so I'll read your bones. Bone reading is the most accurate." Nan Chengcheng read for a while, slowly and steadily.

"Years ago, you were working in a dance hall in the north and were targeted by a bandit. He wanted you to be his mistress, but you refused.

So he arrested you and set fire to your house, causing your mother to die in the fire and your sister to escape from the fire.

He hurt you, but you ran away after a while.

Three years ago, your sister took the initiative to surrender to that man and became his mistress. In just a few years, that man became the largest warlord in the north by virtue of his ruthlessness.

Two years ago, you became a movie star and were famous all over the country. That man and your sister found out, and they started to plot against you. They hired someone to lock your soul and your sister's soul together.

Soul locking is also called twin soul binding, and it can only be done between twins, because your soul roots come from the same mother, which is what the ancients called "born from the same root."

Your soul is chained to your sister's living soul, and your living soul is attached to hers. Her thoughts can directly control your thoughts. Simply put, she has two lives.

If she commits suicide once, you will do the same and die, but she still has a life of her own.

Every night she spends with the man who hurt you will remind you of the hurt that man once caused you.

Your sister is the most vicious person I have ever met, and she is even cruel to herself.

To lock your soul, you need to take a rib from your sister and make it into a cone. Then, a fortune teller will write a talisman with your two sisters' birth dates and burn it for three days. Once this cone passes through your palm, the soul lock will be completed."

Mo Bingbing broke down in tears after hearing this. "Two years ago, when I was working at a film company, a sweeping lady suddenly pierced my palm with an awl. It took me a month to heal. Now, when I press hard on my palm, the bone still aches.

That old lady hurt me and then committed suicide.

I never knew why she did that, it turns out...

I think my sister must hate me for killing my mother. If it weren’t for me, they wouldn’t have been alive.”

Zhan Peilin held her in his arms, the anger in his eyes almost burning out, "The greatest warlord in the north, Murong Cheng."

"Over the past two years, I've been with Peilin, and every time I've been filming or attending an event, Peilin's people have been there to protect me. I've never been to a place I shouldn't have been.

I have never met someone I shouldn't have met.

However, major newspapers still often publish photos of me hugging or even kissing some high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen. Although it was only a silhouette captured, it was almost 80% similar to me. Only people who are familiar with me can tell that it is not me.

Ordinary people simply can't tell the difference.

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