Sixty-second bowl of soup (six)
No matter how much Lang Mingcheng begged the driver to tell the truth, the driver still firmly stated that he was indeed the perpetrator. Except for Lang Mingcheng, everyone thought he was whimsical. Obviously the driver killed someone, why do you insist on biting the young master
But Lang Mingcheng knew that all of this was done by Shen Sen, but no one believed him. Although the Lang family was rich and powerful, compared with the Shen family, it was like a mayfly shaking a tree.
From this day on, Lang Mingcheng has been trying to find a way to meet Shen Sen every day. He has been paying attention to Shen Sen's news all the time, trying to get close to him, trying to kill him to avenge his wife and children. But no matter what he did, it would be futile in the end, let alone getting close to Shen Sen, he couldn't even trace Shen Sen's whereabouts.
But we can't wait like this forever, because if the corpses of his wife and children are not buried, they will rot, so Lang Mingcheng held a funeral, and he swore secretly in front of his wife's and children's graves that Shen Sen must pay the price, even if he has nothing in this life Even if he didn't live long, he would definitely let Shen Sen be buried with him.
This strong desire for revenge made Lang Mingcheng forget his sadness, and his only goal in life was to avenge Shen Sen. No matter how much time it takes, no matter how difficult it is, he will never admit defeat. He will definitely make Shen Sen confess his guilt and let him pay for his wife and children with his life.
Before the burial, a girl in a red dress appeared, and the big red appeared at the funeral, which was really rude. I thought the girl was passing by, but who knew that she approached Lang Mingcheng slowly and stopped beside him.
She appeared inexplicably, and no one knew who she was, nor what she was doing here. If it was said that she was here to express condolences—how could anyone wear a red dress to express condolences? If it is not, Lang Mingcheng has no impression of her at all. He is sure that he has never seen this girl before, but the girl stopped beside him, squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and looked very cute. look.
Then she suddenly smiled at him: "It's very sad, so sad that I want to die, all the family members are dead, and only you are alive, this feeling... must be more sad than dying yourself?"
She hummed a cheerful song, "You probably won't forget it in this lifetime."
Lang Mingcheng said through his teeth: "Who are you? Why are you telling me this?"
"Do you still remember twenty years ago?" Jing Luo propped his chin with one hand, looked away, but spoke to Lang Mingcheng. "You were drunk and killed a fool."
Lang Mingcheng gasped in shock: "What nonsense are you talking about? What fool?!"
Jingluo didn't explain this to him, but turned to look at him indifferently. This time there was no smile on her face, she slowly approached him, her lips were next to his ear, her voice was as soft as a whisper. "You took someone from me, so I'm going to take all of you."
Then she stood up and looked down at Lang Mingcheng, as if looking at a humble and whimsical ant. This ant lived in her palm. She died before, but now that she came back alive, he had to return everything to her.
Twenty years of happiness should be enough. Compared to a fool who has been lying somewhere for twenty years with no bones left, Lang Mingcheng couldn't be happier.
As if struck by lightning, Lang Mingcheng gasped and fell to the ground. He raised his hand to point to Jingluo, but Jingluo looked at him indifferently.
"It's you! You did all of this!" Lang Mingcheng finally understood why, his voice was shrill, and he hated to the extreme.
Seeing him so excited, Jingluo was satisfied, and she raised the corners of her mouth, "Isn't it interesting? Twenty years ago you ran a red light while drunk and killed a fool who scavenged waste, and spent money to find someone to take the blame for the past twenty years. Happy time. Twenty years later, your wife and child were killed by someone drunk driving at a red light, and the perpetrator also spent money to find someone to take the blame... Do you think it’s the reincarnation of heaven, and the retribution is not good?”
Lang Mingcheng looked at her as if he saw a devil. It seemed that he was not a beautiful girl in a red dress, but a ghost with a hideous face and fangs who came to claim his life.
This time he finally remembered the person who was killed by him 20 years ago. He was indeed very scared when the accident happened, but afterward, he learned that the person had no relatives, no reason, was deaf and dumb, and had no relatives or friends. Lang Mingcheng felt relieved.
To put it bluntly, the life of such a person is worthless, and he can't even get compensation if he dies, so he didn't get into trouble as he imagined, and the case passed like that. When it was mentioned suddenly after twenty years, Lang Mingcheng was filled with panic.
He looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief: "But, but you—you, who are you?!"
"I'm the one who takes the life of a fool." Jingluo told him. "The idiot is a bad guy. He doesn't get angry when anyone hurts him. How could you kill him? If you got out of the car at that time, even if he lost an arm and a leg, you can make him live with your family's financial resources." Nice day."
Her eyes became cold, which was the anger derived from being touched to the bottom line. "You don't know what it feels like, do you? You tore my heart apart. People who haven't experienced it won't understand. Now, you and I finally feel the same way."
It's just that she can get out, and a cowardly person like Lang Mingcheng will be trapped in it for a lifetime.
"Then you kill me! Then you kill me!" Lang Mingcheng cried bitterly. "They are innocent! My wife and children are innocent!"
"Aren't fools innocent?" Jing Luo asked him back. "To you, a fool is worthless. To me, your wife and children are just three low lives, and they are also worthless."
She bent down and grabbed Lang Mingcheng's collar. "Let me tell you, I will never let you die in this life, I will let you live in pain with nothing, living in the past every day, thinking about the people you lost every day, just like that, hanging on like this breath until you die."
The viciousness in her tone made Lang Mingcheng's heart shudder, and his whole body was trembling, but he could only look at the girl, but there was nothing he could do.
Jingluo raised the corners of his mouth, "Shen Sen will never pay for your life in this life. Not only that, I will make Shen Sen better, he will have a lot of money, meet the one he loves, marry a wife and have children, It's just that it's different from your short twenty years, Shen Sen will live happily ever after, a loving husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren."
She said the last two words in a very light and soft tone, like a very cruel curse.
Lang Mingcheng fell to the ground and trembled all over, while the others only saw him say a few words to the strange little girl before suddenly falling down.
Jingluo touched his face tenderly: "Look, how well you live, you are still alive, but the idiot is dead, and the idiot's left eye has not been found yet, you say, after twenty years, I can still do it for you again." Did he find it?"
Of course I couldn't find it. The eyeballs that rolled into the mud had long since merged with the mud.
Can't tell which is me and which is you.
Jingluo stood up and smiled suddenly at the urn: "So I took the left eyeballs of the three of them."
When Lang Mingcheng heard it, he rushed towards her like crazy: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"
Jingluo let him grab his shoulders and shake desperately, and said with a smile: "Give it back to you, then you have to give me back the fool's eyeball."
Lang Mingcheng's whole body stiffened, and instantly softened. He lay on the ground and began to cry loudly. He cried so sadly and desperately that he was extremely helpless.
Jingluo smiled happily, a strange red light appeared in her eyes, then she turned and left, no one dared to stop her.
Just like what she said, under her instigation, Shen Sen took away everything in Lang Mingcheng. In the end, he was old and frail, and could only live by picking up waste, day and night, alone, until he died. And Shen Sen has been on the rise all the way, not only successfully took over his father's business, but also carried it forward to a new height.
Then he met his true love, got married and had children smoothly, fell in love to the end, and died—as for Lang Mingcheng, he didn't know where he died for a long time.
Jingluo returned to Wangchuan, the little boy looked at her seriously: "Do you know you made a mistake?"
Jingluo spread his hands: "Except for my own world, which world made a mistake?"
"It's your own world that made a mistake." Mo Ze frowned. "You shouldn't have killed Lang Mingcheng's children. His wife protected him and he ran away, but their children don't know anything."
"Then what does it matter to me?" Jingluo spread his hands, looking very innocent. "It's not the one I killed, it was Shen Sen. He was the one who drank and drove the car. What did I do? I just said I wanted to eat cake."
Mo Ze's chubby face was extremely serious: "You can't fool me. I know your every move. You have observed the family's route a long time ago, and you deliberately chose the day before Lang Mingcheng's birthday to lure his wife and children to go. That cake shop, as well as Shen Sen, are all under your control."
"That's right." Jingluo nodded in agreement. "But they can say no. Did I force it?"
She smiled and said to Mo Ze: "Follow the destiny, this is the destiny, I give a choice, they do it themselves, but you want to push the cause and effect on me, I am not convinced."
Mo Ze said: "You don't have to talk sweet words to me, I know everything you are thinking, instigation is still a crime, you are testing the master's bottom line."
"Where's your master?" Jingluo narrowed his eyes. "She doesn't seem to be here all the time, right? Then I won't be afraid."
After she finished speaking, she bent over with a smile. "It's really boring to live, but this place is suitable for me."
Before Moze had time to ask her what she wanted to do, he saw Jingluo running to the bridge and jumping down.
Whale Luo doesn't look forward to how to live in the next life.
She doesn't want to drink Mengpo soup to lose her memory and get a new life, and she doesn't want to meet a fool in the next world. For a person like her, that kind of existence is scary, so it's better not to.
Her destination is Wangchuan.