C112 (2/2)

An Hao felt her entire body turning cold, and suddenly opened her eyes, maybe she was used to it, this time she was not shocked, she only stared at the ceiling, not sleeping anymore.

This kind of messy dream kept torturing her, as long as she closed her eyes and Chen Xiyang did not come out. Lu Qi chased after her and asked, ”Is Li Hong Ye's life not her life?”

An Hao started to lose sleep for a long time. At night, it was fine, but during the day, she didn't know what to do nor did she have anywhere to go. She could only stare at the ceiling in a daze.

It was as if one could see Lu Qi's bloody face just by looking at that piece of information.

This situation continued until October 5th. Shen Liang held a funeral for Lu Qi and buried her in the Jiangbei cemetery.

After An Hao heard of this news, he waited until dusk to make sure that there was no one left before he bought a piece of paper and a bunch of lilies before driving to Jiangbei cemetery.

Lu Qi was buried in the northeast corner, and many of her favorite lilies were placed in front of the tombstone. An Hao placed the bunch of flowers he brought along into the flowers and silently looked at the photo on the tombstone.

Lu Qi who was in the photo smiled brightly, her bright eyes looked at the camera with a smile, the love in her eyes could be seen clearly even if the camera froze them.

She squatted down and put down the bag containing the Dark Paper on the ground. She reached out and placed one of them in front of the tombstone, took out a lighter and lit it up. Just as the Dark Paper was about to burn out, she threw another one in.

She could not help but open her mouth and say: ”I know, the moment I knew that I had deceived you, you harbored hatred towards me, and you may even wish for me to die, but Lu Qi, you should know what you have done yourself. Li Hong Ye, a poor kid from the countryside, trust you so much, she sincerely treated you as a friend, but what about you?”

As she spoke, she threw another piece of paper money into the fire and continued, ”I personally pushed her into the abyss and watched as my boyfriend forced her to take drugs and watched how many people beat her to death every day. Did you ever think she was your friend? Did you ever think that you would also receive retribution? ”

”So, I didn't mean to harm you. I'm a reporter, so I want to be worthy of my profession.”

”How do you know she thinks you caused her death?”

A voice suddenly sounded from not too far behind him. An Hao turned around and saw Lin Lang standing not too far away, dressed in a black casual suit.

An Hao frowned: ”Why are you here? You sent someone to follow me again? ”

It was only when she turned around that Lin Lang could see her face clearly. Her originally white and tender face was extremely pale, and she looked extremely dry, with very thick black circles under her eyes. Even if she wore lipstick, it wouldn't be enough to cover her cracked lips, and her voice was even more hoarse than when he saw her in the White Emperor Club.

It had only been a few days, but she had been tormented like this, like a marijuana smoker, and she had lost a lot of weight.

Lin Lang's face sank. ”How did you do this to yourself?”

An Hao pursed her lips, did not say much, and turned back to continue burning paper money.

”I'm asking you a question.” Lin Lang raised his pitch, his tone filled with anger that could not be hidden: ”You can't hear?”

An Hao threw the paper in his hand into the fire. After a moment of silence, he said in a hoarse voice: ”I can't sleep.”

Once she said that, the grievances in her heart started to flood out like a flood. She bit her lips. She tried her best to keep her eyes open so that tears wouldn't flow out.

Lin Lang stood behind her and said with a frown: ”What are you thinking about all day?”