Chapter 277: 270: The relationship between Ah Na’s case and Jiang Chengxue (first update) Chapter 277: 270: The relationship between Ah Na’s case and Jiang Chengxue (first update) The ascetic Miss Wen will sleep alone tonight.

She didn’t sleep well, trapped in a dream, unable to wake up.

“We were all panicking, so we called him.”

It was Zheng Lvhong’s voice.

“He said just find a scapegoat.”

“He instructed us on how to do it, telling us to find the three people with the highest call frequency in Fu Mingao’s call history.”

She asked, “Who were the three people?”

“You, your brother, Fu Mingao’s sister.”

Ming Ao was introverted, with only a few closest individuals appearing again and again in his call records.

“Why did you choose my brother?”

Ming Ao and Ah Na were the best of friends.

“It wasn’t our choice, he chose. He spun a wine bottle, and whoever it pointed at was the one.”

Spinning a wine bottle.

Such child’s play, like it was just a game.

“He, who is he?”

“Linbei, Jiang Chengxue.”

The dream was like a sand painting.

The scene shattered, then reformed.

“Birds of a feather flock together, but if there’s a leader among a group of clowns, they can still play together. Watching the clowns dance is quite amusing.”

“What’s so fun about going down together?”

“It’s too easy to die; wouldn’t that be letting them off cheap?”

He was tempting her, creating another game. But she couldn’t wake up, his voice binding her like a curse.

“Do wrong, and you must be punished.”

well, they all

the dream returned to

the people of White Peach Village treated the Wens as a

“This is my sister.”

nudged the other shy and quiet boy behind him with his elbow: “Speak up,

“Changling sister.”

the chestnuts she had just picked, when suddenly a dense fog appeared in her vision, and

“Changling sister.”

“Sister.”

quickly, we’re waiting for

“Don’t get lost.”

“Hurry over.”

blurry-faced boy in the thick fog reached out his

reached out to grab it, and the

“Ah Na!”

fog in front of her dispersed. Her back was clammy; she had broken out in a cold sweat and lay motionless

she uncovered

lay on the table; she checked the time, 4:31 AM. She placed the phone back on the table, where a plate of belly-button oranges from the

out and grip the handle. She glanced at her arm, feeling two forces pulling in her mind. Her head splitting with pain, she put down

*****

continuous heavy snow, the

driving herself recently. Fortunately, her car had been scratched at the hospital last time

work, the taxi

please pull

driver said, “We haven’t reached

just stop

out of the

the clinic had a notice: On

“Hello.”

be the owner of

emblazoned with the pet clinic’s logo. Noticing Wen Changling hadn’t brought a pet,

have cat

“Yes.”

Wen Changling to the clinic’s

your cat have a

“No.”

and that side has imports. You

left, all filled with pet supplies. On the right were the pets’ habitats, built

shy and

of the tree hollows was a wall of photographs,

Changling walked up to the wall of photographs, drawn to one in

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