Chapter 386: Dark Lights and Long River (VIII)

"Wandering around? Suffering? Song Nian, have you been living a good life for too long and are you starting to feel unhappy?" Lu Zhinian's voice was icy and cold. He said, "Don't let your imagination run wild here. You don't know what real life is like."

"I know," Song Nian said firmly, "I'm not afraid of anything."

Lu Zhinian stood up, took the cake beside him and put it on the table.

Lu Zhinian hates sweetness and this meaningless sense of ritual.

But for so many years, he has celebrated Song Nian's birthday like this.

She always made an exception for her, realizing it later and making exceptions many times.

Lu Zhinian took the candle, carefully inserted it into the cake, and lit it with a lighter.

The firelight jumped and shone on Song Nian's face. Her eyebrows were bright and her eyes were deep.

Lu Zhinian said: "Niannian, make a new wish."

Song Nian's eyes dimmed.

She understood what Lu Zhinian meant.

She has rejected herself.

Song Nian didn't expect that Lu Zhinian would refuse so bluntly.

"Why."

"No reason."

Song Nian got up from the chair, she hurriedly ran to Lu Zhinian and held his hand, "I don't want to be rejected for no reason, you should give me a reason."

"Then consider it as something you owe me." Lu Zhinian said, "Song Nian, I have raised you for so long, not just to see you grow up and leave me without looking back."

"I will repay you." Song Nian said eagerly.

Lu Zhinian glanced at him with a scrutinizing look, and asked, "How are you going to repay me?"

Song Nian's face turned pale. She squeezed Lu Zhinian's arm tightly, and her pale and soft face showed helplessness. "I will make money in the future. I will pay you back the money I spent in the Lu family over the years, with interest."

"Do you know how much you spent?" Without waiting for Song Nian to answer, Lu Zhinian grabbed Song Nian's arm and pulled her upstairs.

Song Nian was caught off guard and was pulled up by Lu Zhinian, his expression showing embarrassment.

They stopped at the bedroom door.

Lu Zhinian pointed at the exquisite and beautiful bedroom in front of him and said in a cold voice, "All the furnishings here were custom-made for you by me. You may have to pay for this bed alone for more than 10 years. Song Nian, supporting you is not a cheap thing. Can the boy you like support you?"

Song Nian's hands were very cold, and she didn't know if it was because of despair or sadness.

She blinked, her eyes feeling sore.

"I always will"

"You can't pay it back." Lu Zhinian interrupted Song Nian with increasing indifference, and said, "You will never be able to pay it back."

This was the first time that Song Nian wanted to escape from Lu Zhinian, but the man's words were like a spell, echoing in her mind over and over again.

She can't pay it back, and she will never be able to pay it back.

Therefore, there is a high probability that she will be trapped here for the rest of her life and will not be able to be reborn.

Song Nian bit her lips in despair, tears falling, she pushed Lu Zhinian away and rushed downstairs.

Not long after this unhappy birthday, Lu Zhinian left again.

He never had much time for me, so he had already done his best to take time out to spend my birthday with me.

Song Nian also felt relieved. After all, given the current situation, she didn't really want to see Lu Zhinian again.

However, a few days after Lu Zhinian left, Jiang Ci had an accident. His body was carried out of the mountain, and it was slightly swollen.

He was taken away from Song Nian. His face looked calm. He didn't look like he was dead, but more like he was asleep.

Song Nian refused to believe his eyes, nor did he dare to believe that all this was true.

Until the police handed Jiang Ci's phone to Song Nian.

The police said: "These are the deceased's belongings. He has no parents, and you are the only contact person in them."

Song Nian took the phone, his hands were shaking.

She couldn't even cry, she was so desperate that she collapsed and couldn't react at all.

That night, after Song Nian dealt with Jiang Ci's funeral, he still felt like everything was a dream.

The reason for death given by the police was accidental death, but Song Nian didn't believe it. There were no such things as accidents. She believed that everything was deliberately planned.

The cell phone left behind by Jiang Ci planted deeper seeds of suspicion in Song Nian.

The last phone call Jiang Ci made before his death was to Lu Zhinian.

Song Nian couldn't believe that all this had nothing to do with Lu Zhinian.

With his status, it is too easy for him to make someone disappear silently.

Song Nian lay on the bed, looking at the fluorescent light on the phone, her teeth trembling and clenched, trying hard not to cry out.

Lu Zhinian rushed back that evening.

He sat beside Song Nian, watching the girl bury herself in the quilt, suppressing her trembling body.

After a moment's hesitation, Lu Zhinian patted her shoulder and said softly, "Nian Nian."

Song Nian was like a frightened bird. When she heard Lu Zhinian's voice, she froze instantly.

Lu Zhinian frowned. He couldn't see Song Nian's face through the quilt, so he could only tentatively pull the quilt down, "Don't cover yourself with the quilt."

"Don't touch me!" Song Nian was emotionally unstable and growled, "Don't touch me!"

Lu Zhinian paused, and looked at Song Nian's figure leisurely, with a hint of coldness in his eyes again, "Song Nian, if he dies, do you not want to live anymore?"

These words touched Song Nian's sore spot.

She suddenly emerged from the bed, her face red from crying, and her eyes and brows filled with sadness and anger.

She sat up straight, stretched out her hand towards Lu Zhinian, and shook it violently, "Tell me! Is it you?"

Lu Zhinian sneered. He was originally worried about Song Nian's sweaty face, but now, hearing her question, he just felt it was ridiculous: "Do you think I killed him?"

"It's you! It's you!" Song Nian screamed and collapsed. She cried and shook his shoulders. "It's you who killed him! Lu Zhinian, you are a murderer!"

Lu Zhinian really wanted to know what Song Nian would do to him next.

He looked at her coldly, his tone as cold as ice, "Jiang Ci is dead, you think it was me who did it, okay, but I would like to ask you, if it was really me, what would you do?"

He asked without emotion. Song Nian seemed to be frozen. She stared at her blankly and murmured, "You admitted it. You admitted that you did it."

There was anger burning in Lu Zhinian's chest.

He was not as calm as he thought.

He watched Song Nian being hysterical in front of him for a man she had just met not long ago, and his mood was also extremely bad.

So, he sneered and said word by word: "It's me, so what? Are you going to take revenge on me for him?"

As he finished speaking, Song Nian took out the dagger under the pillow and stabbed it into Lu Zhinian's shoulder.

Such a well-behaved girl, but she fell asleep with a knife under her pillow every night. Lu Zhinian always knew it, but he never thought that one day, this knife would stab him.