Chapter 23 Verse 20

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  Liu Xueyi couldn't sleep, and the events of last night were still vivid in her mind.

  The dissecting building presents a desolate dark red under the moonlight, as if it were a solidified blood clot. At the highest point of the rooftop is an empty platform. Liu Xueyi was standing at the edge of the platform, slowly bending down to look out over the scenery below.

  A six-story building, over ten meters high, with hard concrete below. Just close your eyes and take a light leap to bid farewell to this world forever.

  The night wind howled and rushed forward, rolling up a few scraps of waste paper, swirling around for a long time without falling. The air was filled with a kind of stale and musty smell.

  Liu Xueyi faced the bright moon, slowly closing her eyes. Life in this world is like a big dream, both real and illusory. This world is far from being as beautiful as described in literary works. At least, in Liu Xueyi's eighteen years of life, it was hard to find a few warm moments.

  In her impression, her father was either losing money at the poker table or rummaging through cabinets at home to find things that could be sold. And what about her mother? She would use all sorts of vicious language she could think of to attack and mock the hapless and pitiful father. While others were enjoying family love in their parents' arms, she could only cry silently with an empty stomach, hiding alone in a corner.

  One day, her debt-ridden father was seriously injured in a fight with other gamblers. When she and her mother went to the hospital to wait for her father's surgery, she felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure in her heart. At that time, she even cursed her father not to open his eyes again in her heart. There was no hatred or love, just hoping that her father would leave like this, away from her life.

  That day, her curse came true. Her father never got up again, struggled on the sickbed for two days, and finally went away reluctantly with resentment. At the moment of his death, he tightly grasped her hand, looked at her affectionately, and his eyes remained open until the end. Perhaps it was only in the last moments that he remembered he had such a poor daughter.

  Father died, mother was liberated. The day father died was the day of mother's rebirth. After that, mother never lacked money again, she never went hungry again. The men surrounding her were getting more and more, older and richer, but she was getting less and less time with her daughter, it was getting harder and harder, more and more estranged. If a prostitute only sells her body, the mother sold both her body and soul. What kind of sadness is it to have such a mother?

  She never believed in love from a young age, and even more so, she didn't believe in men. In fact, she didn't trust anyone, not even having a slightly close friend until Yang Haoyu appeared.

  She didn't know why, but from the moment she saw Yang Haoyu, she had a feeling of soul trembling, as if she was deeply shocked by a wonderful natural scenery. From then on, she fell deeply in love with him. She liked his familiar tall figure, his bright and magnetic smile, his mature and confident masculine charm, and everything about him.

  Is this love?

  Liu Xueyi, who didn't believe in love, irrevocably fell in love with a boy named Yang Haoyu. The clever Liu Xueyi began to use the tactics her mother used on men.

  Slowly approaching, wearing a very silly and naive disguise, an unintentional encounter, with subtle hints.

  Her efforts were not in vain, and soon she became close friends with Yang Haoyu. They went out to eat together, watched basketball games together, and attended dance parties together.

  Even now, she is still nostalgic for that brief and happy time. Snuggled in Yang Haoyu's arms, dancing with the music, what a kind of happiness it was!

  The beautiful dream that shone with vibrant colors will eventually fade away in the rolling waves of reality. Just a few days later, Yang Haoyu apologetically told her that he only regarded her as a younger sister or an ordinary friend, and didn't want to affect his romance with his girlfriend because of her. As he spoke, Yang Haoyu's girlfriend, Xian'er, a city girl, was pretending to be gentle and amiable in a affected manner.

  Heartache, like a thousand ants gnawing. All dreams vanished in an instant. Thought she had found the most worthy of her affection in this world, but it was just a fleeting illusion in the mirror flower and water moon. Is there anything else in this world worth her lingering? In another world, does eternal love exist?

  Liu Xueyi slowly opened her eyes, but was surprised to see that on the other side of the platform, a girl in a white dress was sitting with her back to her, her two slender legs swaying back and forth.

  Who is she?

  So late, who else would come to dissect the top floor of the building? How can she be so brave? Sitting in such a dangerous place, isn't she afraid of falling down?

  Could it be that she's not human, but...

  Liu Xueyi's heart suddenly thumped, "thumping" with increased frequency. It was said that the dissection building had always been an inauspicious place, with several vengeful spirits dying there every year. Some were locked in the basement and burned to death by fire, some died of fright during dissection experiments, and even some jumped off the top floor to their deaths. Would that white-robed girl be...

  She didn't dare think about it anymore and plucked up her courage to call out: "Hey!"

  The girl in white turned her head, as if she had heard the cry, and the two floating legs also stopped moving, like a statue suddenly frozen, looking particularly eerie.

  Liu Xue Ai gazed patiently at the back of the white-clothed girl. Sure enough, after a few seconds, the white-clothed girl began to move again, slowly twisting her neck as if turning around. However, her movement was so slow that it seemed like a slow-motion scene in a movie, making Liu Xue Ai feel suffocated.

  At last, Liu Xueyi saw the face of the girl in white, a face mostly wrapped in a black silk scarf, leaving only a pair of bright eyes gazing at her quietly.

  "Who are you?" Liu Xueyi let out a startled cry, almost falling over in fright, hastily retreating several steps and grabbing onto the railing to support herself. Her legs felt a bit weak.

  The girl in white seemed a bit surprised: "Haven't you heard of me?"

  Liu Xueyi was like a dream awakened: "You are..."