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What does she want?

After ten minutes, when she wasn't back in the car, I got out, but as soon as I got out, she stood up and kept walking. I had no choice but to go back to the car and drive slowly, hugging my arms all the way, swaying forward, powerless as she was. It was already 2 in the morning, and the streets were very quiet. There was not a single sound, only the sound of the wind.

What was she trying to do?

I don't know, I don't understand, even if I think about it as much as I can.

After turning a corner, she continued down another quiet road, and since I hadn't thought of anything to say to her or not to say to her, I continued to follow, unchanging. I don't choose at all, it's the safest, no-fault way for her to choose. What makes me feel depressed is why I have to fight so hard every day. It's fucking tiring to live like this.

At three o'clock, quietly, after more than half an hour on the road, she was tired and did not want to go anymore, but sat under the tree, leaning against it, her eyes closed. I opened the door and got out of the car. I walked over to her and sat down beside her. I lit a cigarette and smoked. Of course, in the end, when she compromised and I finished smoking my cigarette, she said, "CHENG, I want to go home. I'm so tired.

I stood up and held out my hand to her.

She gave it to me. Her hand was cold, penetrating cold, and when I pulled her up, she held me tight and wouldn't let go. So finally I pulled her over to the car, opened the door and asked her to get in, and then I got up on the other side myself...

I was the one who gave her the money to rent the house, but it was my first time here and I parked downstairs.

"CHENG, will you send me up?" asked ada.

I said, "I watched you go upstairs. What floor do you live on? I'll leave if you turn on the light. "Oh yeah, you don't have to work tomorrow, you can talk about it after you've recovered."

"Send me up? If I'm afraid, can you accompany me for a night? "

What was she trying to do? Is there a trap waiting for me up there? Regardless, I didn't want to take that risk. "I'm sleepy. I want to go home. You can go up by yourself …"

"Then I'm not going up. I'll stay in the car for the night."

"Dada, this is not you. You are not the one I know …"

"This is the real me. Don't you want to know the real me?"

The real her? No matter how you listened to it, there was always a trick to it. It could be said that she was fake before, or that she wanted to show me another side that I had never seen before. If it was the latter, would he be prepared to show me the other side's intention or test it out? Or could it be that her probing had nothing to do with Lin Keyi at all? With questions in my mind, I said, "If the real you are scary, ada, I'd rather look at you now forever..."

"Come to my house. I'll show you something, and then we'll have a good talk."

Go? Go, because my desire for knowledge has been successfully drawn out by her!

The home was a simple one, with no decorations. There were no tables in the living room, just a red love seat, and nothing else. There was nothing else. I don't know what her room was like, but I could guess that it was probably just a bed, a computer desk, and a computer that probably didn't even have a closet and had clothes all over it. All these signs indicated that she had no intention of staying long. She just needed a temporary place to stay, and when she was done with what she wanted to do, she would leave.

She went back to her room and I was alone in the living room, smoking a cigarette and flipping through a magazine on the sofa. However, because the light in the living room was very dim, I could not see it clearly, nor could I see it. He just felt a little apprehensive and subconsciously found something to do …

When I finished my cigarette, there was no sound from her at all. I called out to her and she said, "Wait, it's almost done …"

What was she trying to do?

I don't know.

Wait!

After waiting for another ten minutes, I finally heard a sound. She opened the door of the room and opened it very slowly. The light from the room shone through the gradually increasing gap in the door, illuminating half of the living room. The door was completely open, and I finally saw her, but at that moment, my heart was in turmoil, because she was wearing the same kind of clothes. I remember very clearly that I bought the same kind of clothes, but they were of the same color …

God, she was just like that. Her demeanor, her temperament, was exactly the same.

What did she want to do? What did she want to do?

My mind was in a mess.

"CHENG, do you remember?" "Are you familiar with this outfit? Does it feel familiar? "

I didn't know how to answer her, but I needed to. "My former secretary, Amy, was dressed like that, but you are you and she is her. Do you know what you're doing?"

Instead of answering my question, she continued, "Do you like her? Have you ever liked it? "

"Yes, she's my secretary. She's very nice."

"Really?"

"Really." I nodded. "She did something wrong. I tried to help her turn around, but it didn't work."

"Did you do your best? Do you have a clear conscience? "

"I'm ashamed. She died in front of me. How do you think I felt then?" I sighed. "Do you believe in cause and effect? For example, if you start off on the right path, will you end up doing the same thing you did on the wrong path? "

"What's the right thing to do? What is incorrect? "

I don't want to say it, I even feel uncomfortable when I think of her. Perhaps you think it's fake, so be it, I know that it's real, I never need anyone to understand me, I'm not afraid of embarrassment, others think that I'm good, or that I'm bad, or that I'm just … "

"Amy is my sister …"

Though I had half expected her to tell me that was what she wanted to talk to me about. But I was still surprised to hear her say it, probably because I felt guilty. However, no matter what, I have to perform. It's just that it's not convenient for me to talk, and I will be exposed. I have to feign a very surprised expression, because she will carefully observe to determine what to do next …

She looked down at me with a hint of sadness in her eyes. Her eyes were red and swollen, and both sides of her face were the same. She looked at me with worry: "CHENG, are you surprised? "You should be surprised, I've lied to you about so many things …"

I withdrew my surprise and pretended to be alarmed. "What do you want? Did you come back to find me for revenge? "

"What would you do if I said yes?"

I shook my head. "I don't know. I just want to know how you're going to repay me. Do you want my life?"

"I've thought about it. "To lead you to bed, to stab you when you are very happy, then tell you who I am. Why would I do that? To let you die with endless fear …"

I broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, she hooked … I held back when I was luring him, or I would have been dead for a long time!

"But you weren't hooked by me … And I've come to realize that you're not so bad, on the contrary, you're very good. You don't know who I am and how nice you are to me. I began to soften my heart and I began to lower my demands. I won't kill you, because killing you would be killing myself. You don't deserve to die, but you deserve to have nothing, so my goal became to get you nothing. I don't know what to do with it. Until you bring me to the banquet, when Lin Keyi splashed a glass of red wine on you, I'll check her identity.

"No, wait, are you saying that you and Lin Keyi … Are they in contact? " I had to ask, even if I felt sick to my stomach, or she would know that I already knew who she was.

"Yes, don't you know?"

I said, "If I knew, I'd definitely kick you out …"

"Yes, you will still give me money to let me go, and that is you. You are very good to people, and you are also very good to me, so my thoughts gradually changed, especially during this period of time when you let me go near Lin Keyi. In our cooperation, I realized something, compared to Lin Keyi, you are much better, and your way of doing things is not perfect. So, I tried really hard to find out what kind of things my sister did. Although I heard quite a bit and my sister told me a few things, I began to waver. I didn't know whether to believe her or not, so how could my sister ask her to kill someone? Did that man deserve to die? What did he do? I never asked myself that question before I came back. Actually, I should have asked it. "

"What about the results of the investigation?"

"As a result, what my sister said and what I heard from others were all different." As she spoke, her tears flowed, "My sister was foolish enough to do anything for Lin Feng. Lin Feng did not love her from the start and did not think of giving her anything. He only wanted to use her. Now, it's the same for Lin Keyi. She only wants to use me, and when she talks about her brother, she doesn't even make an apology, she only keeps on repeating that it's because of you. You're a hypocrite, you act every day, you're the killer, you should be responsible. However, what I see is that you are more real than them, and you treat me better than anyone else … "

I was speechless. Did she say that she was lying? Could it be desperate?

"CHENG, you actually didn't do anything to my sister. You were just retaliating, and I believe you did your best to persuade her. However, with her personality, she couldn't be persuaded. In the end, she had to pay a heavy price, so she should bear a greater responsibility herself. Of course you have responsibilities, but after I saw it clearly, I feel that no matter what, your responsibilities are definitely lighter than Lin Feng's. Unless I feel that you should have been tricked by my sister, that you shouldn't retaliate, that fighting back is still your fault.

"What do you mean by that? Aren't you going to take revenge on me? "

"You can say that. If I wanted to seek revenge, I should have first sought out the Lin Clan, not you. I was wrong, I'm sorry …"

"I don't understand. Can you explain it more clearly?"

"Can you give my sister some compensation?"

"How?" I said worriedly, "If you say money, I can give it to you, but what about money? "Can you make it up?"