Chapter 40 Dirty Woman "Are you Bai Zhuyue?" She suddenly realized, "Bai Zhuyue, are you still alive? Or are you, like me, a... ghost?"

"Haha, guess whether I'm a human or a ghost." She, who looked like Qiu Xiaoxi, admitted that she was Bai Zhuyue. Looking at Qiu Xiaojun's face full of astonishment, she sneered with her arms folded across her chest.

"You are a ghost." After thinking for a few seconds, Qiu Xiaojun was sure that she must be a ghost. However, he did not know why she looked like his sister Qiu Xiaoxi, "Why do you want to look like my sister?"

"Huh, it's not because of you." Bai Zhuyue narrowed his eyes and said coldly and full of hatred, "If you hadn't taken possession of my face, I wouldn't be like this today."

She thought that she must have misunderstood something, and hurriedly explained: "Bai Zhuyue, I don't want to have your face, but I can't help it. Your father turned me into a ghost. When I wake up, it's you."

At that time, I was shocked. If I had a choice, I would definitely want my old face back. I..."

"Qiu Xiaojun, please stop explaining." Bai Zhuyue looked impatient, "You know, you are the god of plague. If I hadn't met you that day two years ago, I wouldn't have

If I die in a car accident, I won't let you take away my face and seduce my senior Shaoting."

What? How could she blame herself for the car accident that happened two years ago? It was obviously her drunk driving that day two years ago, and it was obviously her fault.

When she said this, Qiu Xiaojun felt that he was extremely wronged, "Bai Zhuyue, how can you blame me for that incident two years ago?"

"I don't blame you, then who do I blame?" Bai Zhuyue widened his eyes and shouted bitterly, "If you didn't get in my car that day, I wouldn't have died, let alone let you have my face.

Lie to my senior and make him fall in love with you."

Qiu Xiaojun used her face to confuse Mo Shaoting, which made her hate him to the extreme.

"..." She was making such unreasonable troubles that Qiu Xiaojun didn't know what to say.

"Qiu Xiaojun, you took advantage of my face to steal my man and my love. I will never forgive you." She raised her eyebrows and said through gritted teeth.

Qiu Xiaojun couldn't argue. After rubbing his forehead vigorously, he looked at her helplessly, "I don't want this to happen."

"Isn't it what you want? Is it what I want?" Bai Zhuyue found her explanation ridiculous, "Qiu Xiaojun, you took away what belongs to me, and I will get it back one day.

, just wait and see." After speaking in a cold voice with deep meaning, he turned around and disappeared in an instant.

She has this ability. It seems that she is really a ghost. There is no doubt about it.

The moment he saw her, Qiu Xiaojun thought his sister had really come back to life. Unexpectedly, she was so happy for nothing. She felt so disappointed. "Uh 7e" sighed sadly, flipped up her long hair and walked over.

On the balcony, I suddenly thought of something, raised my head, and looked at the vast and mysterious night sky with doubt...

Why did Bai Zhuyue come to me now? She is a ghost, so why does her body have the warmth of a human?

Also, why does she look like my sister?

Is my sister's death only related to the oiran? Is there another hidden secret? Did I misunderstand the oiran?

All kinds of doubts piled up in her mind. She really hoped that she had misunderstood Mo Huakui. She bit her lip thoughtfully, closed her eyes, murmured something in her mouth, and then the person disappeared, and she was there in the blink of an eye.

The hometown of Qiushuang Fishing Village.

She walked into her sister's bedroom and found the notebook with important clues. Then she looked carefully again and found that there was a word in the last diary that was similar to the word in all the previous diaries of her sister.

no the same.

Why is the handwriting of this word a little different from the previous handwriting? Could it be that this last diary entry was not written by my sister?

She was puzzled, thought about it, took the diary back, and went to the investigation and appraisal department at dawn the next day. She nervously handed her sister's diary to the appraiser, "Please help me identify it."

Let’s see if the contents in this diary were written by the same person.”

Ten minutes later, the identification results came out.

"Only the last entry in the diary was written by someone else," the appraiser said truthfully.

When she heard this, her eyes suddenly became wet, and she felt extremely sad and felt an overwhelming pain.

Because she was certain that she must have misunderstood Mo Huakui. He was innocent and his sister's death had nothing to do with him.

In addition to confirming that her sister's death had nothing to do with Mo Huakui, she also confirmed that her sister did not commit suicide but was murdered. She knew in her heart that the person who wrote the last diary entry was the murderer of her sister, and that person deliberately misunderstood her.

The death of my sister was related to Mo Huakui. I put the blame on Mo Huakui to divert my attention and take revenge on Mo Huakui.

Well, who is this person who killed his sister and caused him to misunderstand Mo Huakui?

Bai Zhuyue comes to find her. She has her sister's figure and appearance. Could her sister's death be related to her and her father Bai Hua?

Every doubt hit her heart like a heavy hammer. She walked out of the investigation and appraisal department sadly and found that it was raining heavily in the sky.

Normally, if she saw it raining in the sky, she would be in a good mood no matter what unhappy things happened to her. However, at this time, no matter how heavy the rain fell, she would not be happy because she thought of someone lying in bed.

The man who was unconscious in the hospital felt extremely heavy and remorseful.

Courtesan, Courtesan.

At this time, the person she wanted to see the most was him. She ignored anyone's gaze and walked in the rain, shedding tears and walking towards the hospital in pain.

When she arrived at the hospital, she was soaked all over. Everyone in the hospital looked at her like she was a monster.

She knew that she must be a lunatic in the eyes of others when she was so slovenly and like a drowned rat. However, she felt that it didn't matter, it really didn't matter. It didn't matter whether it was a lunatic or a monster. After all, she was a female ghost and not a human being. Why should she care about others?

How do you see yourself?

Perhaps her image was too scary. Before she could reach the door of Mo Huakui's ward, she was stopped by two nurses with contemptuous expressions on their faces.

"Miss, please leave our hospital." Nurse A said.

"Miss, this is not the psychiatric department. The psychiatric department is on the fourth floor." Nurse B said.

She ignored their words, stretched out her hands, pushed them away easily, and then walked quickly into Mo Huakui's high-end ward.

It was a coincidence that on this day, Ouyang Jianyu happened to be accompanying Mo Huakui in the ward. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he quickly turned his head and looked over. When he saw her soaked to the skin, his handsome and elegant face was full of surprise.

and wondering, “Why are you like this?”

"Jianyu, I have something to say to the oiran. Can you go out for a while and let me talk to him alone?" She did not answer his words, looked at Mo oiran who was lying on the bed, walked up to him, and looked at

His face was full of pleading.

Ouyang Jianyu frowned in displeasure, "Is there anything I can't listen to?"

"Uh 7e uh wu 7e Jianyu, I beg you." She felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't help crying, her bright tears falling down like pearls. She looked so pitiful that it made her cry.

People feel heartbroken, "Uh wu wu, there are some things that I just want to say to him alone, I don't want anyone to know, uh 7e uh wu wu..."

This is the first time Ouyang Jianyu has seen her so fragile, crying so sadly and painfully. Not only does her heart suddenly feel dull and sour, but it also hurts, and it's a bit urgent.

After a few seconds of silence, he was finally worried about her and felt sorry for her. He looked deeply at her beautiful tearful face with his deep and beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Don't cry, I'll just go out." After that, he

He walked out of the ward with his head slightly lowered and closed the door to her.

Ouyang Jianyu left, and she and Mo Huakui, who had been sleeping, were the only ones in the ward.

She felt unspeakable guilt and pain in her heart. With tears streaming down her face, she knelt down beside Mo Huakui's bed, held his hand with both hands, and looked at his pale but still handsome face full of regret.

, cried hoarsely and said: "Uh-huh, Oiran, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"Uh-huh, Oiran, tell me, what can I do to make up for the wrong I did to you?"

"Oiran, Oiran, can you wake up soon? I promise you that when you wake up, I will love you well."

"Uh woo 7e uh woo 7e Oiran, Oiran, I love you, I love you..."

On this day, she knelt beside his bed and said many things to him. After her tears dried up and her voice became hoarse, she slowly got up from the ground, bent down, and kissed his lips tenderly, hoping that he would

Feel your own unique temperature.

When Ouyang Jianyu came in, what he saw was the scene of her bending down and kissing Mo Huakui tenderly. He suddenly felt sour and depressed, and his face became gloomy and gloomy. After thinking about it, he left the ward again.

Quietly close the door again.

An hour later, Qiu Xiaojun walked out of the ward. When he turned around, he saw his lonely figure standing in the corridor smoking.

"Jianyu, thank you." After hesitating for a while, she walked to him and said softly.

"Thank me for what?" Ouyang Jianyu turned around slightly, put out the cigarette in his hand, looked at her face and asked in a deep voice.

"Thank you for not scolding me today." She knew that she really deserved to be scolded.

Ouyang Jianyu was stunned, smiled faintly, looked at the wet clothes on her body, and said with concern: "Go back and change clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Yeah." Her eyes were still a little wet, and she nodded with a smile.

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When she got home, she took a shower and sat on the sofa racking her brains about her sister's death.

Suddenly, she thought of something, immediately walked out of the door, came to Jack's door, and rang the doorbell hurriedly.

Soon, Jack opened the door and saw her, with a charming smile on his handsome face.

"Jack, do me a favor." She looked at his face and said seriously.

He smiled and nodded without hesitation, "No problem." He loved her, and her matters were just like his matters. No matter what she wanted to do for her, he would help her at all costs.

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The evening is dim, and many mysterious things will happen quietly under the cover of night.

That night, Qiu Xiaojun went to the hospital.

Jack, on the other hand, went to Qiu Xiaojun's hometown, Qiu Shuang Fishing Village, and came to her sister's grave. With a wave of his hand, a mysterious and powerful force opened the tomb, revealing a completely rotted corpse...

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To be continued...