Chapter 322: The Lining of Fanwai: The Sadness of a Talented Player

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"Chris! Wake up, what are you doing!"
An Ning kept pushing the man who was pressing on him, and the sound of the piano began to become chaotic, as if someone was smashing the black and white keys with his hands, and the screams afflicted An Ning's eardrum.
But instead of giving up easily, she lifted up the fainted Chris, put one hand on her shoulder, and helped him to the bedside and let him lie down.
Listening to the piercing piano sound and screams, An Ning couldn't help but shouted, "Shut up! Noisy!"
Her roar had just dropped, the harp stopped abruptly, and even the crazy screams of the women disappeared. This strange scene did not scare her. Instead, Chris was controlled by her almost jumped off the building. The soul is flying.
An Ning frowned, looking around. The wind blowing in from the window blasted the light purple veil, and the pots of flowers were blown to the ground, and the ceramics fell into pieces.
"I don't know who you are, for what purpose, what excessive things have you done to my boyfriend ?!"
She once heard a word from her most trusted partner.
"Tranquility, in fact, many ghosts become evil spirits, not their original intentions. The sadness and pain they suffered during their lives, even I can't bear it."
So, she didn't have much hostility towards this invisible female ghost, she wanted to target herself, no problem, but why did she kill Chris? !!
An Ning's hand clenched tightly, she pursed her mouth and exclaimed, "Why don't you speak? This lady, you want to hurt me, I will do whatever you want, but I'm sorry, but you shouldn't have touched it. People you touch! "
A miserable laughter came with a husky voice: "Shouldn't you touch it? You broke into my room and didn't allow me to kick you out ?!"
"Where is Allen ?! Where is Allen ?! Why didn't he come tonight!"
The woman cried and laughed wildly, like a lunatic: "Is it true that you, this man, has a strong exorcism, did he get Allen's key by force ?!"
"And you too, are you his girlfriend? Oh? Then I don't want to keep you together!"
"All the couples it! Damn it! Why, you can be happy and be with the one you love, why can't I ?! Well? Just because I'm not as good as that woman?"
"Still, my talent is weaker than her? What is better for her than for me, isn't it just a few more bucks than me at home?"
Anning finally heard the most critical content from her words, and it seemed that it was really as she guessed. Before Chris set out here, he told her about Allen and his first girlfriend.
It seems that what he has investigated is all true.
Allen's first love was really dead. She looked around for the same time. She could see the decoration of the room at a glance. Only a girl would dress her bedroom like this.
Her name looks like Molly? The last name Chris did not tell her, but she went to Wikipedia to search for relevant information during her visit to Phillips' house.
Indeed, a well-known international pianist died of suicide not long ago and died in his own residence. When he was found, his body had decayed.
It is said that on the floor of the room where she usually practiced piano, there were many sheet music, and the paper was written with pens, each of which was a beautiful piece of love.
Each piece of paper has a paragraph, these songs are written to the same person.
Phillips Allen.
Anning breathed a sigh of relief when he was assured that Chris had just passed out.
However, the trickiest thing now is this female ghost with a strong grudge. Talented performers are famous internationally. Indeed, such girls are excellent.
Such a woman is Allen's first girlfriend. Seeing that she has composed so many tunes for her boyfriend, it can be seen that the emotion is absolutely deep.
Because of the situation at the Phillips family, the couple had to be separated, and she was very sorry, but this was not the reason she killed Chris.
An Ning looked up and said coldly, "Miss Molly, you have already died, so you should go where you should be."
She saw Alan sitting in the yard just now, and the sweltering look of that energy being absorbed away was almost like a dead bone, leaning there.
"Mr. Allen is what he is now, and it's because of you."
She was sitting by the bed, quietly guarding Chris, and said lightly, "Your soul is too angry. As a ghost, if you stay with Alan, your soul will take him Essence becomes nourishment and is sucked away. "
"In short, if you don't leave Allen again, he'll die right away." Anning's hand grabbed Chris' hand. "I don't think you want him to die, right?"
Molly's voice disappeared, and even the cold air disappeared. Just when An Ning thought she had left the room, a woman stepped on the carpet and stood in front of her, barefoot.
The long golden curly hair draped to the waist, a pair of deep eyes were gray, the lips were bloodless, there was a heavy sadness and hatred between the eyebrows, and the pair of jade hands on the side were as beautiful as God's creation.
Such a hand, used to play the piano, is simply a beautiful visual enjoyment.
"What qualifications do you have to blame me, huh? Miss, I don't think there is anyone in the world who can stop me from being with Allen."
She waved her hand and shouted in sorrow: "Do you know how much I love him?"
"I love him. He who loves can take his own life. Whenever he puts his hands on the keys, his mind is full of his figure, his face, and every move."
Molly clasped her hands, placed them on her chest, and closed her eyes.
The two lines of tears slipped from the corner of her eyes, and she trembled her lips, and continued to say, "Without Allen, I would not be able to write so many beautiful songs. Without him, I would lose my life."
"But why, why did Heaven treat me like this? He just broke up with the two of us? Even now, we have managed to be together, and you have actually appeared! You also tried to separate us again!"
"I tell you, this is impossible! Now, no one can take us apart!"
Molly's beautiful face was instantly twisted. She opened her mouth, and a familiar black gas was spit out from her mouth. The pair of originally black and white eyeballs were quickly occupied by bright red!
The sound also changed from soft and husky.
"Do you know, the previous person who wanted to take us apart has already jumped out of this window and fell to death! Hahahaha, today, don't both of you want to escape this end!"
"Let me die!"
Before An Ning had time to persuade Molly, she immediately became dark and lost consciousness!
Do not! To be precise, she can still feel her limbs, she can feel that her legs are moving in one direction, but she cannot control them to stop.
She was flustered.
Originally, she wanted to use her mouth to persuade Molly, but who knows, now she can't even open her mouth.
If she didn't guess wrong, she should be exactly the same as Chris just now, but now Chris is still in a coma. If no one helped her, she would die tonight.
Like the exorcist in Molly's mouth, he jumped out of the window and fell alive.
All the consciousnesses of the body exist, and it is not my brain that controls them, but Molly.
This is probably the most desperate thing. Watching myself step by step towards the window, jumping down, feeling the horror of weightlessness, and the sound of a cracking sound after landing on the ground.
What is An Ning thinking at this time? A blank in her mind.
At best, she was panicked, but she was not afraid at all, and for some reason, the person she thought of now was not himself, but Chris lying in bed.
To ask if she regretted rushing to save Chris, she would never regret it.
All I can say is that the current situation is beyond what she can bear. With her strength, she can't help Chris, and she took her life into it.
Didn't everyone say that the power of language is very powerful?
It seems that her persuasion ability and the ability to move people's hearts have not yet matured.
Stepping on the soft carpet on the ground, Molly's crazy laughter lingered in his ears: "Ha ha ha ha! What a feeling! This step towards the fear of death, ah-"
What it looks like.
Anning thought helplessly, what turned out to be such an excellent and talented talented performer has now become like this.
Do this to someone who wants to save her from the swamp.
Just when she didn't know what to do next, she violently stopped her legs, and a warm current quickly flowed into her limbs around her neck, and the darkness in front of her disappeared instantly.
"What? Why?"
Anning seemed to think of something, took the necklace from her neck, and looked at an object wrapped in an unknown crystal. She remembered a word that Grandpa had said to herself.
"Grandpa, what is this?"
"Girl, this necklace is what your parents left to you. Remember, you must carry it with you. Don't lose it, and don't take it off."
"You don't want to inherit the family business. It's okay. Grandpa will protect you in the future. As long as you have this necklace, you will not be in danger."
Molly gritted her teeth and cried, "Well, you have such a powerful treasure on your body that can completely drive me out of your control!" She said incredibly quickly.
"This man, I wouldn't have been able to control his body so easily if he hadn't weakened my defenses!"
An Ning looked at the cracked metal disc on the ground and heard her say that Chris should have tried to persuade Molly. Perhaps after listening to her bitter complaint, her heart softened. Just be taken advantage of.
An Ning touched the pendant around her neck and her eyelids dropped.
"I have a friend who has met too many people who are miserable than you."
She said calmly, as if this female ghost named Molly was not an evil spirit, but an ordinary woman, and her panic and despair began to dissipate gradually.
"What's the reason you stay in this world and don't want to return to Hades? Miss Molly."
An Ning relented with a compelling tone: "Want to be with Allen forever? In your current form."
She took a deep breath and looked at Chris who was asleep on the bed. Her eyes were softer than before: "If it were me, I would never stay with Chris."
"I'll go where I should go and let Chris live better in the world and enjoy his life until he is dead, and I will meet him again in the grave."
"Even if we all drank Meng Po Tang at that time, I believe that I will still meet him and love each other again."