Chapter 832: Chapter 831: mories Chapter 832: Chapter 831: mories After leaving Fengshan Won’s Prison, Nan Fei squatted on the curb, deep in thought for a long ti. Liu Yongxia’s reaction had intensified her confusion, making the doubts in her heart grow. Yet, she had no reason to let it go, and Zhuanzhuan was indeed very good, outstanding, and well-behaved.
As her elder sister, she was here doubting her.
Doubting what?
Not a good person? Or… the mastermind behind the scenes?
When had it started? Was it when Jiang Yang and Zhuanzhuan went to the riverbank together and fell into the river? Or was it when she herself had died in her past life? Or maybe the event dated further back. Everything returned to her previous life, back to when all the tragedies had taken place.
Nan Fei closed her eyes, imrsing all her thoughts in the vast sea of mories. She let every event from her past life erge clearly in her mind, not missing any details.
Recalling in reverse, all the tragedies had started during her sophomore year of high school during a sumr break, when her family was poor, and she was sched against by He Jinlan at the garnt factory, earning no money and getting ejected from the job. Then her mother had suddenly suffered from acute ciliary body inflammation and went blind because the treatnt was not tily.
Her family had spent a lot of money, which made their situation even worse, and with no other options, her grandmother decided she should marry Huo Beijiang.
Then on the day of the wedding, Jiang Yang fell into the river and drowned.
After that was her mother’s insomnia. Tornted by illness and unable to bear her son’s death, she chose to drink pesticide and commit suicide.
Then her father died.
And then her grandmother.
From that point on, the Jiang family seed cursed, disintegrating and destroyed. She followed Huo Beijiang to the provincial city, while Zhuanzhuan went to university. During that ti, she and her sister were not together and contacted each other less.
Later, when Zhuanzhuan graduated and started working at a foreign company, right up until her own death, Zhuanzhuan had worked at three companies. In each of them, employees had faced unbearable work pressure and ended up jumping to their deaths.
Right up to her own death.
Nan Fei desperately controlled her emotions, maintaining a high level of focus, as cold as if she were devoid of feelings, beginning to unravel the threads among these events. Every death, every life lost, featured Zhuanzhuan’s presence.
First was her brother’s death, which happened when Zhuanzhuan took Jiang Yang to play by the river. In Xiao Wang Village, nurous children and even adults had drowned over the years while bathing in the river during sumr. Therefore, every family had always advised against letting children play near the river.
Next was their mother—she was already bedridden by then, blinded, and she committed suicide by drinking pesticide.
How did she find the pesticide?
Or who gave it to her?
Then there was their grandmother, who, after arguing with her, suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, fell down, and eventually died agonizingly because no one found her in ti.
Nan Fei shivered uncontrollably, tears streaming down her cheeks, yet she felt nothing. Her mind flashed through countless fragnts, as she accurately grasped previously overlooked clues.
At the ti, she had blad herself terribly, hating herself for angering her grandmother to death. But now upon reflection, most strokes caused by anger occur imdiately on the spot. In older people, strokes typically occur upon waking to find half of their body paralyzed.
But her grandmother had left briskly that ti, and it happened afterward.
Then there was her father…
“Ah…” Nan Fei’s vision went dark, and her body weakly collapsed by the roadside, her brain aching as if countless drills were boring into her mind. She couldn’t help crying out in pain.
It hurt so much!
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