One path deep from Luo Xiaoxiao

The sound of the piano settled down. Unfortunately, the people downstairs who were singing to the song returned disappointed, while the others shouted Ling Shuang's name. Ling Shuang went downstairs under the protection of the guards, and was surrounded by other people like stars holding the moon. Surrounded by people, this battle was bigger than when Xiao Yixie was watching the antiphonal here.

On the tall building, there were a few graceful women poking out from the attic. Seeing this scene, they were quite disdainful.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Xiao Yixie and Mo Li changed to Ling Shuang patiently teaching some children to play the piano in a small courtyard, and the children were also listening attentively.Xiao Yixie looked around, the small courtyard was quite dilapidated, the houses were all made of mud bricks, and the roof was only paved with simple straw.

At this time, an old woman came from outside the yard, saw Ling Shuang, and smiled lovingly: "Miss Ling Shuang, you are here again today? It is strange that you come here every day, are you tired?"

"Mommy, I'm not tired." Ling Shuang replied with a faint smile.

Seeing the piled wooden boxes, the old woman said, "Come here as soon as you come, and you have brought so many things."

"These are for the children. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are more practical. They can use them for their homework on weekdays." Ling Shuang put down the piano and led the children to open the boxes one by one.

Seeing this, the children were all very excited, each received a set of matching pens, inks, papers and inkstones, thanked Xie Lingshuang happily, and then ran away to figure out how to use them with other partners who also received them.

After distributing all the things, Ling Shuang looked at the children's innocent appearance and smiled contentedly.

"It seems that these are all homeless children. Miss Ling Shuang distributes supplies to them. She is indeed a woman with both ability and political integrity." Xiao Yixie praised.

"Indeed." Mo Li also agreed.

But what happened?How could such an excellent woman be so desperate that she fell to her death?

Xiao Yi and Mo Li had no way of guessing, so they could only look down as the scene switched.

That night, Ling Shuang was about to fall asleep when she suddenly felt something strange. She reached out and touched a letter under the pillow. It was not signed, but it was written to her. After hesitating, Ling Shuang opened the letter, who knew it was a blood book. There are six bloody characters written on it: Ling Shuang will die.

Ling Shuang let out a cry, her expression horrified, and she was about to throw the letter on the ground when the maid Hanyan heard the noise and broke in. Seeing this, she picked up the bloody book and tore it up, and then calmed Ling Shuang's emotions.

That night, Ling Shuang couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and finally fell asleep for an hour under the smoky night watch.

On the second day, Hanyan was so angry that he reported the blood book to the boss of Jianjia Building. After hearing Hanyan's description, the boss suspected that it was done by the people in Jianjia Building, so he arranged for the steward to gather everyone in the backyard for future investigation. .

Unexpectedly, it caused a lot of dissatisfaction among the talented women. One talented woman directly expressed the resentment in her heart, and said mockingly: "It's a trivial matter, but it's just because Ling Shuang received the blood letter. It's really speechless."

"That is to say, who would be so bored to write something like this?" Another talented woman echoed.

"I think she did something shady in private and offended others? Otherwise, why did she receive the blood letter?"

"That's it."

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In the end, the steward did not find any relevant clues. Ling Shuang learned that everyone rushed over because she was suspected, and apologized to everyone for owed her, but no one accepted her favor, so they all returned her with a sneer, and then scattered to go.

"I think the person who wrote the blood book must be among them." Xiao Yixie said in a deep voice.

"Perhaps, both." After finishing speaking, Mo Li's eyes turned cold.

The scene switched to another night. Ling Shuang looked at letters written with obscene language on the table, and her bright eyes dimmed. At this moment, Han Yan ran in and said, "Girl, don't read."

Then he swept the letters on the table into a pile, put them into a cloth bag, and asked someone to take them out and burn them, then said to Ling Shuang, who was distracted: "Girl, don't take such vicious words to heart."

Ling Shuang murmured, "Ayan, do you think I'm really bad?"

"No, no, the girl has always been the best person in Han Yan's heart, girl, you can't deny yourself because of the words written by a villain who dare not even write the signature, but only dares to hide in the dark!" Han Yan Seeing Ling Shuang's haggard face, she said distressedly.

"Ayan, why are they scolding me? Did I do something wrong?" Ling Shuang choked up.

"The girl is not wrong, what is wrong is that there are too many rotten hearts in this world." Han Yan hugged Ling Shuang into her arms and comforted her.

Hanyan's act made Ling Shuang's grievance buried in her heart well up, and Ling Shuang finally couldn't help sobbing with red eyes. Compared with her who was shrouded in light at the beginning, Ling Shuang at this moment has no arrogance. A child who is being bullied is like a child, but he doesn't know who is being bullied, but it seems to be being bullied by everyone.

"Brother Li, why do you think a person can curse another person for no reason?" Xiao Yixie had already guessed the reason for Ling Shuang's despair, but still wanted to ask Mo Li.

Mo Li thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "There are two kinds. First, that person wants to replace Ling Shuang; second, that person knows that he will never be able to replace Ling Shuang."

Xiao Yixie nodded and said knowingly: "So, there is no curse at all, it's just a rotten human heart causing trouble."

Day after day, although Ling Shuang showed people with a smile on weekdays, she tossed and turned at night, staying up all night, and the blood books did not stop appearing because of her destruction again and again.

Finally, one day, Ling Shuang and Hanyan designed to capture a little maid delivering the letter, and this maid was under the hand of the talented girl Yanran, but Yanran did not admit that the blood book was ordered by her, and the maid kept saying that she was just an outlaw. Out of a mischievous heart, he just wrote a blood book to Miss Ling Shuang.

When Ling Shuang saw the little maid crying, she sighed, and didn't pursue further. The matter of the blood letter was dismissed as the maid was kicked out of Jianjialou.

After the little maid was kicked out, Ling Shuang didn't receive a letter full of bad words for a few days, but it was only a few days that passed peacefully.

That night, Ling Shuang was about to change clothes, so she got up and went to the closet to get clothes. The moment she opened the closet, she saw a rag doll with a bloody mouth open. His hands seemed to be demanding Ling Shuang's life.

Ling Shuang screamed and fell to the ground, breaking down and crying.

It's just that on this night, in Jianjia Building, except for Ling Shuang, the other rooms seemed happier than usual.

On the second day, Ling Shuang was no different from the past, and there was no trace of being frightened at night. The talented women came up to greet her, asking with concern: "Ling Shuang, what happened last night? Are you okay?"

Ling Shuang shook her head, expressing that she was fine, returned a sweet smile, and turned to leave, but the talented women turned cold after she turned around, and mocked: "Post-posing."

The words were soft, but Ling Shuang listened to every word, she paused, and finally pretended to be the same and continued to move forward.

The melody of the qin is unmistakable, dusk falls, the Jianjia Tower is shrouded in the afterglow, the people in the court are accompanied by the lingering sound, and Ling Shuang arranges Hanyan to go out to buy desserts, dismisses the guards, and holds the lyre step by step step by step, Climb to the top floor of Jianjia Building.

The scenery of the whole south of the Yangtze River can be seen at a glance, the streets under the sunset, pedestrians in twos and threes, and the hawkers are busy closing their stalls, and they are going home.

Although the scenery is beautiful, it doesn't seem to belong to her. Ling Shuang smiled absentmindedly, and put her hands into the dusk that was sprinkled in the building. She felt a touch of warmth in her cold hands. She was stunned, greedy for this warmth, but The warm light quickly escaped from Jianjia Building.

Ling Shuang withdrew her hand and said with a smile, she still couldn't catch it after all, but that smile soon cooled down, and just when the last glimmer of light was about to sink into the mountains, Ling Shuang, who was dressed in white, stood taller than Jianjia Tower. Chu jumped, and since then, Aoxue Lingshuang has only bloomed in people's memories.

Although they knew the ending of Ling Shuang, when they saw the white shadow falling, Xiao Yixie and Mo Li still tried to catch the person who jumped down, but they didn't catch anything. What they were in was only ten years ago Even if it can be reversed, the result is the same, and no one can change the scene that happened earlier.

Xiao Yixie leaned out and looked at the pool of blood downstairs, he was stunned for a moment, he found Hua Yuan standing coldly beside Ling Shuang's body, no one else could see him.

Huayuan looked at the people who came in a hurry, and waited for those people to cover Ling Shuang with a white cloth and carried away, then slowly raised his eyes and looked at the castle in the air, as if he was looking at Xiao Yixie, but Xiao Yixie was sure that Huayuan was downstairs. It was Hanagaki ten years ago.

Could it be that everything that happened afterwards was caused by Hua Yuan?

Xiao Yixie suppressed the doubts in his heart, it seems that Huayuan let him and Moli go back to ten years ago this time, it is not as simple as watching him open a restaurant.