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"The Song family has thaumaturgy, which can be settled with words." The young man in white had a handsome face, looked at Kou Fei's pale face, and revealed the tragic truth with a happy smile, "Song Jiale wants you to promise 'she will bear all the sins'. Well, until you Until the death of this witness, she will always wander in the Yin and Yang worlds, and suffer the punishment of thousands of blades."

"One word of yours, in exchange for her eternal doom."

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When Shen Junqing arrived, Kou Fei was holding his sick body in front of Gu Ze's ward.

His brows were light and there was no abnormality in his expression, but Shen Junqing still saw a trace of indifference and sadness from those well-shaped pupils.

It was the contemplation of the unknowable and the sadness of no place to rest, and there was a sorrow that did not match his age in his eyes.

It seemed that there was a ripple in the heart, and the dense needles were inserted into the hard inner wall, dangling and piercing a thin slit.

Shen Junqing stepped forward and was about to say something when the ward beside Kou Fei was opened unexpectedly, and a young man in a white shirt and black trousers suddenly appeared in his sight with a guitar on his back.

When the young man saw him, his eyes narrowed for a moment, then he leaned over and whispered to Kou Fei.They were not far apart, Shen Junqing's hearing was keen, but he still couldn't hear half a word.

The people who appeared at this juncture seemed to have some relationship with Kou Fei.Shen Junqing even saw Kou Fei grabbing his arm and repeatedly confirming something until he noticed him.

"Brother Shen." Kou Fei lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly, obviously not wanting to speak more.

"..." Shen Junqing approached in silence, passing by the young man and caught a glimpse of his teasing expression.

In the ward, a petite man with golden eyes and soft hair was lying on a snow-white simple hospital bed.He seemed to be aware of the three people walking into the ward, and he opened his eyes that had been sleeping tightly shut for a while.

Kou Fei watched Gu Ze's slightly cracked lips begging for water in a daze, and quickly poured warm water to feed him carefully.

Shen Junqing's eyes twitched violently.

It seems that Kou Fei has undergone a remarkable transformation without his knowledge.

Compared with Shen Junqing's confused state, Kou Fei is more aware of what he is doing.

Wu Yue was the one who came out halfway. Kou Fei was hesitant at first, whether his words could be true or not.But when the other party mentioned Song Jiale, the real and sad atmosphere couldn't deceive his eyes.

It was so real, as if he was standing in the old school building that night, watching them being entangled by the woman in the red skirt, fleeing aimlessly, and finally lost in the endless darkness.

The kind of unawareness of being watched by others, every move is under the eyes of others, and is infused with various annotations.

so horrible.

He tried his best to deny that there were countless loopholes in what the young man told him, but there was a violent shock in his heart, which had always been as still as still water.

——What he said was true, every sentence, every word, was extremely honest.

It was this unreserved "honesty" that broke his weak heart.

He killed a girl, through and through.

Wu Yue told him that as long as Song Jiaqing did things that harm others and himself as a living person, Song Jiale's soul would be imprisoned in that dark space of regret forever.The only solution is to stop him, so that he can no longer hurt anyone.

Now that Song Jiaqing's whereabouts are unknown, he can only find the people he has hurt.

There is one right now.

Kou Fei moved his gaze along Gu Zecan's dazzling golden hair to Shengxue's pale face, and there was a sense of determination and determination in his eyes.

Gu Ze woke up in a daze, his stiff body and sour adjustment reaction made him not yet clear about his situation.His gaze drifted past Kou Fei who was closest to him, the young man in white clothes he had never met at the door, and finally stopped at the gloomy and worried face of Shen Junqing in front of the bed.

... It's really hard for him to see anything other than indifference from that icy face.

Kou Fei could see that Gu Ze seemed to want to speak, but his dry throat and lips, which had not been exposed to rain for a long time, made him only able to make small intermittent sounds.

He hurriedly stepped forward to feed Gu Ze's lips again.

Then, he heard the person who just woke up utter a familiar name in a weak voice.

"Song Jiaqing."

Without the surprise and anger as imagined, Gu Ze looked at the three people who were calm, thinking that he was still in a coma.

"You have his fingerprints on your body, mixed with the drug." Shen Junqing took out the folded documents and passed them to Gu Ze before passing them to Kou Fei.He didn't answer, so he put it away again, and looked at the silent young man.

"We should talk."

"Of course." The young man laughed, "Before the bodyguard brother comes back, I am extremely happy."

Shen Junqing's keen intuition told him that the change in Kou Fei's attitude was related to the man in front of him.But he didn't think about it, he just left for a moment, and he heard such an unbelievable story after he came back.

Kou Fei has been staring at every subtle expression of Shen Junqing with a hidden gaze.Shen Junqing is a soldier, even if he can accept Wu Yue's words, he may not be a soldier with a firm mind.

To his surprise, until Wu Yue finished speaking, Shen Junqing's calm face seemed as if what he had just described was a trivial matter.

— a little strange.

When did soldiers start to believe in ghosts and ghosts?

Ang Chang's story ended, and Kou Fei felt guilty and remorseful, only to be commented by the indifferent soldier saying "it's over".

Really heartless.Kou Fei thought, at least he had met Song Jiaqing a few times.

The trousers were pulled, Kou Fei lowered his head, and what caught his eye was Gu Ze's pale and weakened face.

"you believe?"

Do you believe that there are really existences in this world beyond human common sense, emotion and perception?

Gu Ze's complexion was pale, and it took a lot of strength to say three words tentatively.He was still thinking about adding, but before he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed into his Adam's apple, and his body felt as uncomfortable as a flood.

However, miraculously, Kou Fei understood his question.

"Well, I believe it." Kou Fei held his hand back and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you again."

When the bodyguard came back, Wu Yue had already left.With his guitar that never leaves him, and dirty roses.

"I have to visit another friend while the flowers are still fresh." He said with a cool smile, "I am looking forward to seeing you again, especially Mr. Gu Xiao, you make me very happy."

"He said that the bodyguard would be hit by a flood, but the bodyguard was hit by a kettle full of hot water." Kou Fei explained to the confused Gu Ze, "If he doesn't leave, he will probably be beaten later."

"Weird." Gu Ze concluded.

Kou Fei didn't know how Wu Yue calculated the time when the bodyguard came back. Less than 5 minutes after he left, the embarrassing bodyguard hurried into the ward with only a single shirt and a letter in his hand.

"Eh? Eh?! The young master is awake!" The bodyguard was shocked.

"Cough, um, I'm awake." Gu Ze's eyes wandered wildly, feeling extremely guilty.He has a good relationship with the bodyguard, but he can't tell him that the person who caused him such embarrassment was still talking and laughing here just now, so he can only feel guilty and dare not face him squarely.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Seeing that Gu Ze was awake, the bodyguard reflexively rang the bell in the ward. Hearing the young master's question, he ignored the two people standing there, "Someone called me to give this to a man named Kou Fei just now."

"For me?" Kou Fei was more surprised than the bodyguard.

He has no acquaintances here, and the only one he knows, Uncle Qin, is not there, so someone will send him a letter in a leisurely and elegant manner?

Soon he knew that it was not a letter, but a funeral invitation letter, with white letters on a black background, no sender, and only a signature on the back.

Deceased: Song Wan.