You Mingxu looked at him, finding the situation increasingly ironic. She lowered her head, seeing her reflection in his beautiful, deep eyes, and said softly, “Perhaps you won’t remember what I’m saying now when the drugs wear off tomorrow… but Yin Feng, stop deluding yourself. These past few days were just a game to me. How could I possibly truly love you?”
Yin Feng stared at her, dumbfounded.
You Mingxu jumped off the bed and opened the door. Chen Feng was already waiting outside with a doctor. Without a word, she returned to her room, changed her clothes, and gathered her belongings. She left the house, walking through the garden in the deep, silent night. At the main gate, the elderly ex-convict hurried to let her out. She disappeared alone into the darkness.
—
Yin Feng had been suffering for a while, so when the doctor administered the injection, he fell into a deep sleep immediately. After seeing the doctor, Chen Feng went to the garage.
Two guards were holding Shu Xue. Chen Feng walked straight up to her and slapped her. Shu Xue cried out and nearly fell to the ground.
Chen Feng impatiently wiped his hand and sat down in a nearby chair, giving her a sidelong glance. “I know someone here was foolish enough to help you sneak in. Wanting to help Teacher Yin relax isn’t entirely wrong. But first, you botched it. Second, how dare you make up stories in front of that person, claiming you and Teacher Yin used to take drugs together for fun? You only went out with Teacher Yin a few times – since when did you become his official girlfriend?”
Shu Xue held her cheek, sobbing, “I truly love him… admire him… I just want him to get better soon…”
Chen Feng raised his hand slightly and said, “Leave now and never appear before Teacher Yin again. Also, you’ve seen his condition and what happened tonight. If you breathe a word of this to anyone, I’ll end you.”
—
The next day.
Chen Feng pushed open the half-closed door to find Yin Feng sitting motionless on the bed, staring out the window.
Chen Feng smiled and said, “Teacher Yin, it’s time to get up. You have a book signing event later.”
Yin Feng turned to look at him, his lips pouting and his gaze filled with sadness and regret. Chen Feng thought to himself: Oh no, he remembers?
Master and servant faced each other in silence for a moment before Yin Feng said quietly, “Xiao Feng, I’ve lost all will to live.”
Chen Feng’s mouth twitched as he asked, “Why?”
Yin Feng looked up at the ceiling for a while before saying softly, “She can play with me however she wants. But why… why is it impossible between us?”
—
You Mingxu watched as “Yin Feng’s” name kept flashing on her phone screen. She hung up again and switched it to silent mode.
Fan Jia approached with a stack of documents, saying, “Two things. First, in the exchange murder case, both juvenile offenders have confessed, and the judicial process will proceed. Sigh, Liu Ruyu’s family still hasn’t shown up – they keep pushing responsibility around, it’s sickening. As for Li Biran, his parents are nearly hysterical, making a scene in the front hall, claiming the police wrongly accused their son. They’re even threatening to petition higher authorities…”
You Mingxu remained silent, knowing every family’s suffering carried its original sin.
The children committed the crimes.
But who were the real culprits?
“There’s one more thing,” Fan Jia said. “A few days ago, during his transfer, Gu Tiancheng was in a car accident. The vehicle went off a cliff, and his body hasn’t been recovered yet. The driver who caused the accident fled the scene and is currently being pursued.”
You Mingxu froze.
That cold-blooded man who had decided to become a serial killer and took lives without remorse had ended his own life in such a sudden, unjust manner.
In his final moments, did Gu Tiancheng perhaps think this was also the ultimate answer from heaven?