Chapter 194 Sisterhood in the Orphanage

Xia Ling was shocked: "How did you know... No, how could I be Xia Ling?!"

Feng Kun still smiled, took a recording pen on the table, and pressed the switch. The rustling ambient sound and the soft music in the moonlight bar flowed out, mixed with a few clinking sounds of glasses, and a gentle male voice asked——

"Are you scared when you fall from such a high stage?"

"I'm afraid... I'm very scared, but... I can say goodbye to Zi Heng..."

Feng Kun gently turned off the recorder: "Do you want to listen to it again?"

Xia Ling looked at him as if she had seen a ghost: "What did I... say to you last night? And how do you know how to record?" God, she didn't remember that she had the habit of telling the truth after drinking. Yesterday Why are you so drunk at night? !

Feng Kun...he found out?

She stared closely at his face, trying to get some clues.

Feng Kun sighed, "I drank a little wine yesterday, and you said everything." He threw the recorder to her, "If you don't believe me, listen to it yourself, and remember to wash it off after listening. Don't let anyone discover such a big secret." That's right. By the way, and, don't randomly pick up the wine that others offer you in the future, you don't have any common sense for how old you are."

Xia Ling caught it subconsciously, and after reacting for a long while, she suddenly realized a problem: "Don't take the wine indiscriminately... You deliberately got me drunk and then used the same words?!"

He glanced at her: "yes."

"Why?"

"I have suspected you for a long time. The first time I met you, I thought you looked too much like Xia Ling. From your temperament to the way you sing and the way you write, you are almost carved from the same mold. But this matter is too Shocking the world, I have to listen to your own confession, so I have to find an opportunity to buy you a drink and play tricks on you."

She was stunned: "Wait, is it possible that you planned it when you asked me to go to the bar yesterday?"

"yes."

"In that wine..."

"I asked the bartender to turn up the intensity and gave me some medicine," he said calmly.

Xia Ling stared at him in disbelief, the depth of this man's thoughts was simply outrageous. "Feng Kun, you, you, you..." She said "you" several times in a row, her mind was in chaos.

He got up and made her a cup of tea: "Relieve the hangover."

She took it, took a big sip like venting anger, and felt much better.

He said, "Xiaoling, I won't tell anyone about this, including Pei Ziheng, don't worry."

She calmed down a bit and nodded. Suddenly thought of something, and became nervous again: "Pei...he, did you see it?"

Feng Kun said that Pei Ziheng did not recognize her.

His words let her breathe a sigh of relief, but also felt lost.

I still remember that year in front of the Sansheng Stone, in the drizzle, Pei Ziheng hugged her behind him, rubbed his ears and temples together, and made a vow for life and life. He said, Xiao Ling, in the next life, no matter where you are or what you look like, I can find you in the vast crowd and bring you back to me.

But now, he broke his promise.

Xia Ling lowered her head and drank the water in the teacup slowly, letting the dense mist cover her eyes.

Feng Kun said: "Xiaoling, do you still love him? Even after he pushed you to such an extent?"

Xia Ling sat on the sofa opposite Feng Kun, bent her legs, and curled herself up. "I don't know," she said, "Akun, I don't know... you don't know what happened that year, so maybe I will never be able to determine whether I love him or..." Or it's Stockholm Syndrome.

Maybe Pei Ziheng succeeded, making her miss him even after going through such a painful torture.

But he failed again. She would never go back. She was unwilling to let her life be controlled by this terrible mental illness. She was unwilling to become his slave.

Is it the love that has not yet been exhausted? Or a Stockholm Syndrome condition?

She doesn't want to make a distinction anymore, no matter how much the past is, it can only be recalled, and it will never go back.

"I'm with Li Lei now, it's good." She said.

Feng Kun was quiet for a moment and then said, "It's incredible that you would fall in love with someone else one day. At the beginning, you and Pei Ziheng were so good, they were the most inseparable couple in the world."

Xia Ling is a little bitter, who says it isn't? No one can understand what Pei Ziheng means to her. To her, he is not only a lover, but also the only god and supreme belief in her life.

It was he who saved her from the nightmare abyss.

The first memory in life is in the orphanage.

Xia Ling was still very young at that time, running in a very long corridor, the night was very late, the surroundings were dark and quiet, and the crisscrossing tree shadows were like countless monsters with claws and teeth, grinning and trying to devour her. She stumbled and cried, trying to find the adults and tell them that her sister Xia Yu's face was so frighteningly blue that she ran for a long time without meeting anyone. She was lost in the depths of the corridor and could not run away no matter what. Not coming out...

She still remembers the deep-rooted fear and helplessness that formed her childhood before the age of twelve.

At that time, Xia Ling was worried about Xia Yu's condition every day. The doctor said that Xia Yu suffered from severe congenital heart disease. Without systematic surgical treatment, she would not live long, but the sisters simply could not afford the high cost of surgery.

Xia Ling pleaded with the orphanage, but the funds in the orphanage were in short supply, so they couldn't raise the money at all.

The dean said to her in a kind and firm tone: "Xiao Ling, I understand your feelings, but your sister's condition is very difficult to treat, and the money you will spend is beyond your imagination. Moreover, even if you spend a lot Money doesn’t necessarily cure you. Xiaoling, it’s not easy to raise you in the courtyard. Apart from you, there are many other children to raise. You have to think about other children. If all the money is given to you My sister is in hospital, what should the other children do?"

"I don't care about other children, I want to cure Xia Yu!" Xia Ling cried and fussed.

The dean said she was too ignorant and put her in a solitary room. She could not see Xia Yu for three days.

When she was going out, she ran to Xia Yu's place before she had time to take a bath and change clothes, opened the door, and saw four or five older children laughing and dancing around Xia Yu, singing a self-made ballad: "Ugly, short-lived, ugly!" , short-lived ghost..."

And Xia Yu, her frail younger sister, was trying her best to shrink herself into a small ball, curled up in the corner, closed her eyes and covered her ears, trembling all over, her shoulders twitched, and she was crying.

Xia Ling felt her head buzzing and rushed forward to fight with the older children.

The battle was very tragic. When the teacher heard the news and came to pull them apart, everyone was covered in blood. She struggled angrily in the teacher's arms, growling and screaming, and continued to kick the body of an older child in front of her. The older child was frightened by her madness, and fell to the ground with horror in his eyes. .

Later, several adults restrained her.

Xia Yu staggered over with her sickly body, sobbing and crying, she took out a handkerchief that had been trampled on, and carefully wiped the blood and tears off Xia Ling's face.

They hugged each other and cried together.