Rensuke Shirakawa turned on the light and held her shoulders.
Under this warm and subtle pressure, Ye Zhaoling sat on the sofa again in confusion. She had to feel confused and honestly asked what was in her heart.
"Shouldn't we go to church now?" Why sit down again?
Rensuke Shirakawa responded in a low voice, following the quiet light of the candlelight, his eyes fell on her slender neck: "For other people, the first goal of waking up is indeed to go to the church..."
Ye Zhaoling noticed that the person in front of her was hesitant to speak. She turned her head and added a hint of sincerity to her puzzled expression: "Let's be honest, Mr. Baichuan, from the moment you chose to help me, I only have trust.
You can go this way. But if you help me, you will be in danger yourself. Now we are just grasshoppers on a rope."
She was blind, not only unable to see the real murderer who framed her, but also unable to see the body in the well.
She had reason to suspect that the murderer's original plan was to strangle her to death and throw her into the well, but he suddenly changed his mind——
This is not a good sign.
If the victim was a healthy person, then after she saved herself from the well, she would have made more rational choices, and her words would be understood and recognized by most people.
But she is blind, which means that she cannot give any effective testimony to others, she herself cannot prove that she was victimized, and even her appearance will inevitably bring greater suspicion.
Would it be easier to understand if you put it this way?
Why can't she prove that she was victimized?
Because the body in the well was another person, and Ye Zhaoling was unharmed.
People didn't know that there was a victim in the well beforehand, and he appeared there suddenly. The second victim, Ye Zhaoling, was even more unexpected. She could only tell people that she was thrown into the well.
, but couldn’t tell the features of the murderer——
If she only holds the idea that more things are worse than less things, and blurts out that the murderer borrowed the identity of Shirakawa Rensuke, the matter will become suspenseful. Because she already understands that this Shirakawa Rensuke is not the other Shirakawa Rensuke, and he is also indirectly victim.
However, if she cannot tell the characteristics of the murderer, it will undoubtedly be more confusing.
This makes her more suspicious.
This is why she was keenly aware of the strange development of things after the murderer gave up killing her.
So she left the church without disturbing the people in the church and returned to Sun Town.
Meeting Rensuke Shirakawa was an accident, but without such an accident, her current situation would have been like a caged bird fighting against a trapped beast.
She doesn't know who the murderer is, which means the murderer could be anyone.
And she was blind and unable to notice more details.
Even the poor guy in the well, her eyes were darkened, and she didn't know whether he was a boy or a girl. He Xia seemed to have mentioned that he looked like a man. She couldn't see his face and couldn't identify who this man was.
But she knew that this man might be the key to breaking the situation; of course, he might also become a hidden danger that completely threw Ye Zhaoling into the abyss.
She is now completely in a vulnerable group, and there is still a strange pain in her neck, which shows what kind of rough treatment she has suffered before. This feeling is quite novel.
Silence is conducive to people thinking carefully.
Her expression gradually calmed down. After taking the medicine, her complexion improved a lot. Some blood appeared on her thin cheeks. She was no longer as pale as a white burgundy rose, but she was still stunningly beautiful.
Shirakawa Rensuke couldn't help but get closer and stared at the shadow cast by her lowered eyelids and long, curled eyelashes on her cheeks, as delicate and light as butterflies.
"After you came out of the well, you left many traces along the way."
Ye Zhaoling suddenly raised his head.
Rensuke Shirakawa comforted him: "Don't worry too much, I have already cleaned up those traces, but..."
"What else?" She was a little anxious, "Is it from the well..."
"Yes, the bodies in the well were deliberately fished out and even placed at the door of the church." He paused, "I couldn't turn a blind eye to this. After knocking on the door of the church, I left there. There was no one there.
You'll know I'm around the church too."
"Who is that corpse?" Ye Zhaoling was only confused about this.
But Rensuke Shirakawa couldn't answer her, and said lightly: "This is the purpose of ringing the death knell and gathering everyone here."
"I... don't quite understand?"
"I can't tell you who he is. Only the murderer knows who he is, but now, I can only tell you - he can be anyone."
This was extremely inconsistent. He had "seen" the body with his own eyes, but he couldn't tell her who the body was? Instead, he told her that the body could be anyone...
Ye Zhaoling probably understood that there was something strange about the corpse.
Rensuke Shirakawa could see Ye Zhaoling's emotions gradually calming down. When she calmed down, she was like the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.
"After the death knell rings, nobles, villagers, slaves, everyone will go to the church. This is normal." Rensuke Shirakawa said warmly, "And the two of us, acting normal like them, will only make the situation worse.
.If necessary, we have to do the opposite."
"I'm sorry." He comforted softly, but raised her chin with his palm, and then covered it with his palm.
The burning temperature in the palm of her hand made Ye Zhaoling feel a little strange, and she couldn't help but turn her eyes to look around.
When her eyes glanced at him unconsciously, it seemed that his heart skipped a beat.
Rensuke Shirakawa spoke calmly, his emerald eyes faint and cold.
People can't see a single ripple in this emerald lake: "I have a plan."
This time of silently digesting reality does not need to exist for too long. Shirakawa Rensuke knows that she will think clearly. Even in this situation, perhaps discarding the thing full of emotions and past will make her more brilliant.
What about eye-catching?
"Plan?" Ye Zhaoling repeated. Now she really needed an effective and feasible plan. She couldn't let herself keep running around like a headless fly.
If he were to be delivered into the hands of the murderer again, there would be no way to save him and he would be completely hopeless.
After all, as long as anyone is willing to help her, she will accept the help and give him a certain amount of trust, because she can't even walk now, so why should she suspect others of ulterior motives?
People never write their inner darkness on their faces. People who are physically and mentally healthy cannot yet distinguish true friendliness or false kindness. It is even more difficult for a blind person to distinguish.
Living in this world requires some luck and courage.
Good luck and the courage to get good luck.
"I trust you, Mr. Baichuan," Ye Zhaoling said sincerely, "I believe you are a good person."
Are you a good person? Rensuke Shirakawa's eyes fell on her clenched left hand. The distinct bones on the back of her hand showed how much courage she mustered to make up her mind.
He doesn't need to call himself a good person.
He only does what he wants to do.
So he held her wrist and slowly opened her palm, letting her stretch out in his palm and lower his head slightly...
A cool kiss fell on the back of his hand. Ye Zhaoling was startled, and it took him a long time to withdraw his hand slowly.
"Miss Ye, you just need to cooperate with me." Rensuke Shirakawa said calmly, "After tonight, everything will be back on track."
Ye Zhaoling hesitated for a while and finally nodded.
The butterfly wings flap lightly and slowly descends.
Now, a silver butterfly is trapped in this lake.
——
The magic mirror woke up its owner Wu Meili, who always slept like a pig.
Why was it so unlucky that it escaped from the arms of the nobles and ended up with such an owner?
"Miss Wu Meili, if you don't get up, Lord Rust will punish you to pick up beans again."
"Put red beans in one basket, green beans in another basket, and yellow beans in another basket."
"I won't be able to sleep at that time either, I have to pick beans with you."
Wu Meili immediately jumped up, scratched her head like a chicken coop, and shouted: "Where is my little slave?! Where has he gone? The bell has rung, why hasn't he come yet?! I don't know that I have to wait for this lady to wash up.
Of?"
Mo Jing felt that if he had eyes, he would have rolled his eyes to the sky by now: "It's not like you don't know what kind of temper he has. He is even more stubborn than the previous one! If you weren't afraid that he would be angry too,
He has no slaves under him, and he returned to pre-liberation overnight and became a bare commander. You had already sent him to the pasture to pick up dung balls."
"So, if you expect him to come, you might as well expect yourself to wear clothes! Do you still want clothes to stretch out your hands?" The magic mirror jumped to the edge of the window sill, and was somewhat surprised to find that the room opposite was brightly lit, and there seemed to be something strange inside.
The figure was making strange movements, it shook its head, "Tsk, tsk, the world is getting worse~"
The magic mirror thought for a moment, glanced at Wu Meili, and immediately felt that things were developing normally.
Wu Meili stared at it: "What are you muttering about again? Be careful I throw you into the septic tank!"
"How dare I murmur~" said the magic mirror with gloating, "It's just a sigh. I lament that you can't even control a little slave. When you sleep like...that, a certain beautiful person is as beautiful as a flower.
A jade-like person, he was picked like a flower——"
Wu Meili suddenly felt a thump in her heart, and had a premonition that something bad was going to happen: "Damn! If I find you spitting shit again! I will bear the pain and give up my love! Let your soul return to your hometown!"
She climbed out of bed and ran straight to the door.
The magic mirror flew silently in the air and dubbed her: "First, we saw Miss Wu Meili turn over and get up from the bed, and then, she rushed out of the door! Okay, we saw the lingering figure in the opposite room,
It obviously made her angry and evil in her heart!"
"Fat pig collision! Hitting the goal with the ball! Ga!~~"
The magic mirror's talk came to an abrupt end.
Wu Meili wiped the magic mirror to the ground and stepped on it.
"Keep talking nonsense and I'll kill you!"
Pushing open the door, the scene in front of her shattered Wu Meili's eyes: "What are you doing?!"
