Maybe I can't have normal youth

"Xiao'an!" When the paintings on display were about to be finished, Zi Chen appeared behind me at some point, "Siqing said he wants to see you."

"Huh? Me?" That's right, I actually have something to ask Siqing.

"How are you talking with her?" I asked Zi Chen.

"It's true, it's really Siqing pretending to be Sili. I have asked her what you and I said, and she has all admitted.

"What a refreshing guy."

"Then I won't go in with you again, I will also look at the exhibition."

"Okay." The door that non-related personnel should not enter is closed in front of my eyes. Inside are five small rooms. It seems that it is the lounge of the five painters who came to the scene today.

"Hello, this is Zhao Bai'an." I knocked on one of the doors and met Siqing face to face in reality for the first time. She was already so familiar to me.

"Are you the one who inferred everything that Zi Chen said?" Siqing's hair has grown after a few months, and her appearance is exactly the same as Silly. Now there is no need to continue disguising Silly's character.

"you can say so."

"Ah~ That's really a wonderful feeling." Siqing leaned back in the chair and stretched forward. "Even things that parents didn't find out were broken by you, a stranger. ."

"Neither parents found out?" This is a bit too much.

"Yeah, huh," Si Qing sneered, "I haven't seen them at home all year round, and I can't recognize my two daughters. I am not too surprised."

"But I'm also very curious," I opened the chair next to Siqing and sat down, "hasn't an autopsy been performed? If only simply compare the DNA, but fingerprints won't have such high similarity.

"An autopsy? You are too naive, how can this kind of death without suspense be so exciting."

"But in this case...you are the one who died."

"So what?" Si Qing shrugged and sneered again. "The damn people don't die, but the ones who deserve to live well are dead."

"You mean... Fang Zhihua?"

Si Qing condensed her undisciplined attitude in an instant, and her sharp edge was revealed in an instant.

Then it was like a flame that just ignited in an instant, and calm again in the next instant.

"I didn't expect you to understand this point..."

"Didn't you just call me in to confirm this?" Otherwise, just listen to Zi Chen's description.

"Ah, I didn't expect you to really know..."

"This inference is too incredible." Si Qing sighed and shook her head in disbelief.

"It's better to say..." I pointed at my eyes with two fingers, "I can see."

I didn't need to explain it to her too thoroughly.

Maybe ordinary people would not believe it at all when they heard this, but Si Qing just nodded.

"So Sili died because of Fang Zhihua?"

"Don't you see it?"

"Unfortunately I can't choose what to see." I stared at the floor in front of me and smiled bitterly.

"Oh, yes. Did you know? The painting that Fang Zhihua won three years ago was actually painted by Si Li."

Although I have not been able to obtain evidence, I do have such a premonition.

"Hehe, it's ridiculous. Three years ago, when Silie entered school, he saw her talent and began to pursue her in secret."

"A girl of this age is in the initial stage of romantic fantasy. How can she withstand such temptation. Moreover, the surname Fang does seem to be a talent, I admit. It's too easy depending on the class of the teacher... "

"Did you know?" Si Qing stared blankly at her hand on her lap, "That painting was a gift from Si Li to Fang Zhihua, but it turned out to be used by him for the competition... Million!"

"Sili before,

"I always thought we had a good relationship, but...Sili... actually chose not to tell me anything."

"Why? Why do you want to do this!" Siqing's eyes were blood red from the gap between his hands.

"Maybe it's her love for you, as if she might not want you to live for her in the future."

"Fang Zhihua bastard," but Siqing didn't listen to what I said. "How much did Si Li pay for him in order to go to his favorite professor, and he used his own connections to cut off everything. Lu, tie Sili to her side and squeeze her!"

"So that day, Silly was because Fang Zhihua changed her eloquence..." I finally understood the reason why Silly was suddenly disconnected.

"Yeah, it was chilling enough after Fang Zhihua threw away the painting she tried her best...that was the fond memory of their first meeting in school..."

"Oh, he has forgotten about it a long time ago, this kind of dog man. Nothing can make a person completely desperate than giving a glimmer of hope to someone who is about to burn out and then taking it away."

"When I found out about Si Li, she had a suicide note in her hand. At this time, she also apologized to me." Si Qing's voice became trembling and choked.

"You said, what reason do I have to not continue walking for her?" Si Qing looked at me with red eyes.

"Then why not kill him?"

"Kill him?" Si Qing frowned and closed her eyes, "I have thought about it."

Indeed, the moment when Siqing was crazy...I have a deep understanding.

"It's just that from the beginning of the plan, you didn't want to kill him. Otherwise, you wouldn't choose such a small fruit knife."

"It seems I can't hide anything from you..."

"I admire you for being able to calm down so quickly, and you can recover it after the first and second cuts are out of control."

After all, the next few knives are all skin wounds.

"Those two knives are enough. Instead of letting him die, letting him live like this makes him more painful."

"But he actually... doesn't say anything." So Siqing has not received any suspicion or questioning.

"Say? What can he say? It's my kindness to him that he can live. You also know that he left his job like this? Just his face-saving dad, who is also a great figure in the art world. Face is more important than a son's life."

"If all the honors my son has so far are fraudulent, and the female student who killed him commits suicide... I think his father would want him to die more than I do."

It's really cold and warm, it's embarrassing.

So Siqing, you broke the news to the reporter to contain it, right?

Every step, every step, carefully planned.

Even if there are occasional errors, they are still under control.

It is not terrible, but no one is qualified to blame her.

"It seems that you really planned well, and you have done a lot of things."

"After all, if the law cannot sanction him, then I will sanction him." Siqing responded to me.

"But..." She closed her eyes, her expression tangled and pained, "I also have no right to deprive others of their lives."

Be restrained and calm.

"Sometimes being too awake is a kind of pain." I said.

"Really?" Siqing glanced at me, "but you and me are the same kind of people, in this respect."

"How do you see it?" This time it was my turn to ask.

There was no answer.

"Oh! No matter how clear I am, I still hope that all of my plans will not exist. Everything is false, and I, being able to encourage Si Li earlier, let her know that she feels all alone. Illusion!"

"But you are not alone now."

Siqing froze for a moment, and then removed the line of sight that was originally looking at me.

"Don't you worry that I will say it?"

"Will you?"

I smiled, "Not really."

"Naturally, there is nothing to worry about," Siqing finally hooked her mouth, showing me a shallow smile, "As you said, I am not alone. You carry this secret with me."

The secret that has been hidden in my heart for a long time and is about to become black mud, someone can tell, it is something that can relieve a lot of pressure.

Perhaps it is better for me to listen as a stranger.

"Are you planning to live Silly forever?"

"Performance? It seems to be a good idea." Siqing looked at herself with flat bangs and long hair in the mirror. "I have made up my mind. You don't have to say anything to me. A well-known and talented girl painter, nothing is wrong. Ok."

"Well, good." I nodded, not liking too much interference.

"Then, I'm leaving."

"Go well."

"By the way, I only give you a piece of advice. Naturally, it's your business to accept or not." I turned my head after opening the door. "Replace this shackle-like hairstyle as soon as possible. I don't care whether you are memorial. It’s okay to think it’s really good-looking. When someone finds out that your image is exactly the same as the previous award, everything is hard to end."

I didn't wait for Siqing's answer and stepped out of the lounge.