Chapter 237 - Kill Her (2/2)

On your way to gamble on stones, a dandy spent hundreds of million yuan to vouch for you. Popular as you were, you died at the bottom of Dongting Lake. Where are your admirers now?

Elly is really happy. Compared with Xin Yuanping, Elly even slapped Lin Luoran before she died.

But when Elly sees Li Anping, her joy almost fades by half.

Yes, she is the proud daughter of the boss of Fortune House. She will never admit that she hates Lin Luoran so much because of envy.

What does she envy? She envies Lin having someone really loves her… Although Li Anping turned against Lin, the b.a.s.t.a.r.d still feels sorry for her.

…

She died.

With blank eyes, Li Anping’s mind also goes blank.

He didn’t begin to notice her when they were at university. Earlier than that, they studied in the same high school. They were in different cla.s.ses on different floors, and both of them came from the poor Li’s Village. She was so elegant and beautiful. Poverty could never hide her beauty.

He used to secretly look at her on the balcony, only for brus.h.i.+ng past her occasionally.

She carried books. She held a lunch box in her hand. She worn school uniform. She walked with her bike through the shade of trees.

Qin Baojia, who came from Beijing, took her hand and gave him a sharp look as if to say that he was not qualified to covet her.

The secret love went nowhere. Li Anping couldn’t change the fact that he was from a poor family. Couldn’t the poor covet beautiful things? Li Anping felt he was stung. Then he put his energy on studying. Unexpectedly, he really went to the university she went to after the college entrance examination.

Without Qin Baojia around Lin Luoran at university, Li Anping decided to pursue her again. His hospitality, consideration and the fact that they came from the same village finally won her heart.

Like all other lovers at university, they shared one ice cream and laughed heartily on the road, disregarding how other people saw them.

However, his family had an accident that year. Under his mother’s aggressive order, he looked at her expectantly. Sure enough, she left the chance to continue to study for him.

After he left home, Li Anping knew how big the world was. However, Lin Luoran was at her best time when she was the most energetic and beautiful. He was afraid and self-abased. He was not sure whether he would stay with her forever. Would she belong to him forever if she dropped out of school?

Li Anping was grateful for her choice and secretly felt relieved.

This kind of love had lasted for a long time. When did it disappear?

Did the love disappear when she became haggard and ordinary, or when he had to rely on Qin Baojia, who looked down upon him, to introduce a job for him while his cla.s.smates with good backgrounds had already got decent jobs?

Was it after seeing his colleagues’ wonderful life that he was increasingly anxious for success?

Poor people couldn’t covet wonderful things! He wanted to succeed! As long as he married Elly…

Li Anping is at a loss. After so many years, he finally remembers why he wanted to succeed. Because he wanted to get rid of poverty.

In the beginning, the poor, ordinary high school student tried to study hard just to get closer to the girl. Right?

At the peak of his life, he almost became the son-in-law of the boss of Fortune House!

But what is the point of thinking about it?

In order to get her, he was so anxious to succeed. But she has long been discarded by him and would never come back.

She is already…dead.

…

Why is there only a pile of black ash left?

Because of poverty, Rong Donglin was used to seeing all kinds of things in the world since he was young. He doesn’t know that he would cry for a person whom he met not long ago.

What is he crying for? He is crying for the girl, as beautiful as the green bamboo on the island in her backyard, who doesn’t have a whole body after death.

He knows clearly that she entered the Dragon Palace to save people. Rong Donglin doesn’t know whom Lin Luoran was going to save, but he never doubts her. She was so kind that she even saved him, whom she had only met once. How lucky he is to be her friend!

He remembers clearly how happy she was when he translated the information on the bamboo sheets that she had stolen.

But she was killed in the dungeon by a sneak attacker whom she knew… Miss Lin, do you regret smiling at such an inferior?

Rong Donglin kneels on the ground, trying to gather the black ash, but the sudden breeze blows the black ash away.

Does even the ash disappear? Rong Donglin feels powerless. He lowers his head to the ground in agony.

In a trance, he hears the woman in black say, “He reads the Shui script. Don’t kill him now. Take him with us.”