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Le'er walked briskly, her footsteps hurried and frantic, tears streaming down her face like a flood that had burst its banks, uncontrollable and relentless. She raised her hand to wipe her tears with her sleeve in a panic, but they just wouldn't stop.
Her body trembled slightly as she muttered to herself, "How did it come to this? How could this happen..."
When she had taken a life, though fear and unease had gripped her heart, it was nothing compared to the agony she felt now.
For the meticulously planned alibi, she had confirmed every detail with Xiao Fang that morning; everything had seemed foolproof at the time.
But by the afternoon, Xiao Fang was already "absent," throwing all their plans into disarray.
Could anything be more ironic than this?
Le'er gazed toward the direction where the body lay, her eyes filled with despair and helplessness. Biting her lip, an impulse surged within her; if only she could go back in time, she would grab Qin Su's hand and plead, "Qin Su, I wasn't ready this time. Can you come back to life?"
But reality was cold and cruel. With things having come to this point, she forced herself to calm down. Taking a deep breath, she realized that the only thing left to do was to escape the scene quickly. She quickened her pace, glancing back nervously from time to time, fearing someone might suddenly appear. She could only hope that the police would take a little longer to discover the body; perhaps there would still be a chance for redemption.
Stay calm. She needed to remain calm.
Le'er kept reminding herself as she stopped in her tracks, closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and then exhaled slowly. Her hands clenched into tight fists, nails digging into her palms as she tried to steady her racing heart and untangle the chaotic thoughts swirling in her mind.
There was no time to fret about anything else, yet one thing weighed heavily on her heart like a boulder—who had killed Xiao Fang? More importantly, why was it being pinned on her?
Furrowing her brow, Le'er’s eyes reflected deep confusion and worry as each step became increasingly burdensome, requiring immense effort. Her mind raced with countless possible answers but yielded nothing.
Initially thinking that killing someone was just that simple, she now realized how foolish she had been to hold such naive thoughts.
Le'er let out a soft sigh, a hint of regret crossing her face as she lowered her head and shook it slightly, filled with self-reproach: "How could I be so naive? So foolish..."
Just then, the phone rang suddenly, its sharp tone piercing through the silence of the air.
Le'er’s heart tightened, her body tensed up instantly as she fumbled to pull out her phone from her bag. When she saw the name displayed on the screen, her face turned pale, her eyes widened in shock as she thought to herself, "It's him calling. Has the situation been exposed?"
Her hand trembled uncontrollably as she hesitated for several seconds before finally pressing the answer button with shaking fingers.
"Le'er, where are you right now?" The voice on the other end sounded extremely anxious, speaking rapidly with a noticeable breathlessness, as if the caller was in a state of extreme unease.
"I... I'm at home, Xiao Yan. What... what’s going on?" Le'er stammered in response, her voice betraying a hint of trembling.
She anxiously glanced around, her fingers instinctively tugging at the hem of her clothes. Her heart raced with uncertainty as she waited for more information.
"Okay, just wait there. I’ll be right over." Xiao Yan's tone left no room for argument. He hung up abruptly, and the busy signal that followed only added to Le'er’s growing panic.
"What on earth is happening?"
Le'er murmured to herself while staring at the disconnected call, her brows furrowed with worry and fear. She paced back and forth anxiously, her steps hurried and frantic as she speculated about all sorts of terrible possibilities. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, rubbing her arms in an attempt to dispel the chill that lingered in her heart.
"Don't worry. I'll explain everything when I get there. Trust me; I'm doing this for your own good."
Xiao Yan's voice had tried to reassure her over the phone, but it still carried an unmistakable urgency, as if he was struggling to suppress his own panic while trying to provide Le'er with a sense of security that felt somewhat inadequate.
After saying that, he hung up.
In truth, Xiao Yan had always been different since childhood.
To others, he seemed quiet and unremarkable, as unobtrusive as a shadow in the corner—never drawing attention to himself.
Kole'er understood that deep within him lay a unique and mysterious world, a realm that others could hardly touch.
She often felt that the world he saw was entirely different from that of others, as if through his eyes, one could glimpse another wondrous and profound universe.
In any case, he always exuded a distinct charm, as if possessing an invisible magic that deeply attracted her.
However, Le'er always felt she could not keep pace with him. No matter how hard she tried, she found it difficult to truly enter his world and get close to his heart.
Because of this, her proud self-esteem hindered her from honestly expressing her feelings to him. Thus, they maintained their childhood friendship, perhaps it was this delicate balance of distance and hidden emotions that led to the heartbreaking tragedy of today.
As Le'er pondered, her eyes reddened again, tears swirling in her eyes, yet she fought to hold them back, her heart filled with bitterness and helplessness.
Though she did not want to admit it, Le'er knew that he truly loved Qin Su now.
Although he had always harbored some affection for her, in the past, whenever she encountered any trouble—big or small—he would be the first to appear by her side without hesitation, quietly helping her through it.
Just the thought of him coming made Le'er feel a sense of security; but if he did not show up, she would feel lost like a child in the dark, overwhelmed by despair and confusion.
What she never expected was that after the significant event of killing his wife, he remained the same Xiao Yan who would appear when she needed him. This made Le'er's heart even more tangled and complex, unsure of how to face him.
She slightly lowered her head, biting her lip as she fell into deep contemplation. Her expression shifted unpredictably—guilt, confusion, and a hint of indescribable pain flickered across her face.
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