C9

Xiao Jindong, I'm hungry.

"If you die, who is standing next to me?" Shen Jianing turned his head to look at me, smiling gently and calmly.

"If I dug up her grave, would she turn into a ghost in the middle of the night to take her life?"

"Then we have to give it a try!" Shen Jianing is still cooperating with me, but I don't have that courage anymore.

I'm afraid there really is a set of bones in here, so who am I? I'm afraid it's really empty, so why does it exist?

108 Xinli Street? The first person who knew about this place was the driver, and the driver could only obtain this information from Hu Xia.

Hu Xia again? I slowly clenched my fists. I couldn't understand why Hu Xia, the laughing, mindless and uninhibited Hu Xia who could walk out of the dirtiest bar street perfectly fine, would choose to fight him.

"You don't dare?" Shen Jianing looked at me and raised his eyebrows slightly. I hate this action, it reminds me of countless nights when Xiao Jindong held me while I struggled to resist, always ridiculing me like this.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Isn't it just digging up graves? Give me the tools, and I'll dig ten meters out of the ground for you! " I raised my chin and stubbornly refused to admit defeat.

Shen Jianing chuckled softly. In this quiet cemetery, her words were incomparably ear-piercing.

"If you have so much courage, why don't you dare move your hand away! Aren't you tired of bending your back like a fool? "

This Shen Jianing is really annoying, I thought bitterly, my hand felt like it was glued to the tombstone, no matter how hard I tried not to move it at all.

"I see it. Who is the person who erected the monument there?" Song Yi, I told you five years ago, the hand that covers your eyes, will never belong to anyone else! " Shen Jianing bent over and gripped onto my wrist with his large hand that was burning hot. With such strength, it was as if my bones were about to be crushed.

In the end, I wasn't able to withstand it and slumped on the ground. The two big words "Xiao Jindong" directly broke into my line of sight, and there was nowhere for me to hide even if I wanted to.

"Damn you!" I sat on the ground without a care in the world.

"Are you talking about Xiao Jindong or me?" Shen Jianing also squatted down, and looked over with a gentle gaze. How many years had it been since I'd been so immersed in such a gaze? I couldn't remember how many years it had been, but he said this was the second time he'd seen me.

I bitterly smiled and raised my finger to point at my head. I self-deprecatingly asked, "What do you think I should remember with my current condition? Maybe, I really did die, and in some certain year, month after month, Xiao Jindong would bury me here, and I was just a substitute, imprisoned by Xiao Jindong to accompany her. If that's really the case, then I really must envy this dead woman to death. At least Xiao Jindong will love her madly, like an idiot! "

"It's such a pity that you're not going to be a screenwriter!" Shen Jianing reached out to stroke my head. The temperature of his palm didn't dissipate for a long time, it was so hot that I couldn't control my tears.

In truth, I have always been one, weaving other people's story, just that my name is Hu Xia and that's all. This was very ironic, especially at this moment in time, when I was unable to even use all of the storylines I had fabricated before to convince the current me, but I believed that the person who was still alive, was not Song Yi.

There was no need to bear the pain of the present for Song Yi's past, and there was no need to sink into hell for Song Yi's debt.

However, the more they resisted, the more they understood that they were Song Yi, not a substitute for her.

I immediately raised my head, not wanting to cry anymore, not wanting to admit it. Xiao Jindong set up a tombstone for me, to bury the Song Yi from the past, or the Song Yi now.

"This is the key to the apartment, cash and your bank card. I'll send you to the city, where you want to go and what you want to do. Choose for yourself!" Shen Jianing placed a transparent bag on my leg, "I will wait for you outside the cemetery! Song Yi, remember this: you can always choose your own from the bottom of your heart! "

Shen Jianing stood up and left, the sound of his footsteps slowly disappeared. Once again there was silence around me, as if there had never been a hubbub.

I was still sitting on the floor, staring at the photo on the gravestone, the girl with short hair and big eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly pursed, no one could tell if she was laughing or crying.

"Why are you so stupid? Why do you believe his evil spirit! " I smacked the tombstone with one hand while laughing, but my fingers did not dare to touch the three words, Xiao Jindong.

"Truly pitiful. To die at such a young age, young lady, you have to grieve!" The person who swept the tomb just happened to pass by, it was the authority of politeness. I raised my head to express my gratitude. When the other party saw me, he was suddenly stunned. After a long while, he shouted, "Ghost!" Then he ran away as if he were running.

I chuckled and made a big face at the photo on the tombstone. "Look, they're all dead. It's not good to be scared off!"

I got up and picked up the bag Shen Jianing placed on my lap, shaking it towards the photo, "You were waiting for me, since I'm dead, then I'll be completely dead. I don't even need to leave Hell's Reincarnation, I'll be done for!"

The old man who was guarding the tomb was dragged inside by the guests who were sweeping the tomb. He was mumbling curses and insults, disturbing the tranquility of the cemetery. I raised my hand to put on my hat, changed my direction, and headed out the other way.

Maybe it's because the chaos in the cemetery attracted Shen Jianing's attention, but when I got back to the car, he wasn't there, so the low sound of the music played." In the crack appeared a business card, on top of it were written a phone number and a mailbox, and also a name that I was extremely familiar with, Hu Xia.

Just as I was about to reach out to take it, Shen Jianing came back. I closed the locker behind me and smiled at Shen Jianing, who was in the car, "Did something happen? Interesting!"

"Those who are dead are still alive. Isn't that already strange?" Shen Jianing laughed, and did not ask me any further questions. He started the car, and drove me all the way to the most luxurious commercial street in the city center, and then left without any instructions.

If the bag in my hand hadn't given me a temporary sense of security, I almost thought I'd been abandoned again.

"Song Yi, you can always choose your own! Whether it's the past, the present, or the future! "

Shen Jianing's words still echoed in my ears, and my face was a little stiff. The ruckus that suddenly came from my surroundings made me feel extremely uncomfortable, to the point that I couldn't make a normal smile.

I was shivering, the neon lights were beginning to shine, and I saw the stars gradually appear in the sky, so beautiful, so unfamiliar, as if I hadn't seen them in a long time.

The boss of a bakery across the street looked at me, and after a while he asked, "Little girl, are you a foreigner?"

Startled, I subconsciously nod my head. Yeah, I'm out of town, someone gave me ten dollars, I took a bus from the village to town, got picked up in the town and locked in a dark car, sent me to a very luxurious and beautiful big room, where I met a boy who looked like an angel.

"That's great!" I grinned, almost drooling over the soft bread.

"Want some?" The boss handed it to me. I nodded furiously, but before I could touch it, I was pulled up by a force that nearly dislocated my arm. I was regretting the loss of the bread.

"Xiao Jindong, I'm hungry!"