"It's not that your roommate is not easy to get along with, it's that you lack the art of speaking!" After saying that, Jiang Xinyou put on a serious attitude, "Actually, people nowadays are quite hypocritical, as straightforward as you are.

It’s too rare. Everyone likes to hear flattery. Some people think it’s tactful, while others think it’s hypocritical. Don’t take it to heart if you have different opinions on everything. Those who are true friends will just be straightforward!”

Upon hearing this, Li Mengxue regarded Jiang Xinyou as a confidant, and quickly held her hand and said: "You are so right, I am too lazy to be hypocritical with those people, and they are not worthy of me being smooth in front of them!"

Looking at the two people laughing in the dormitory, Xia Qianshuang could only smile and shake her head and sigh. Not long after, she received a text message from Leng Yan, and she quickly said to Jiang Xinyou: "Let's go, it's time to see off Liu Xuhe."

It’s Nanshan.”

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyou's elated mood just now disappeared.

She felt very sad when she thought of the deaths of Liu Xu and Nanshan.

If they had thought about the matter more complicatedly at the beginning, maybe Liu Xu and Nanshan would not have been killed. Speaking of which, it was also their fault that they underestimated the enemy and did not expect that there was a hidden enemy behind this incident.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang took Li Mengxue and left the campus in Leng Yan's car.

Li Mengxue found it boring to stay in school and insisted on attending the funeral together. Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang couldn't do anything about her, but for some reason, they suddenly talked about the red doll again. Leng Yan said: "Yes.

Yes, I found a clue that it has something to do with the man in red

Guan. I heard that the boy who made the red doll was named Zhu Hongfei, and he was indeed Gu Wanying's childhood sweetheart. Now Zhu Hongfei has opened a doll studio in G city, specializing in making simulated dolls. After tonight's performance, we

Let’s go to G city and have a look.”

Jiang Xinyou asked suspiciously: "Senior, aren't you worried that if we leave, the red doll will continue to cause trouble on campus?"

Leng Yan raised his sharp eyebrows and said calmly: "I'm more worried that if the source is not cut off, the red doll will be like the incident with the ghost, which will never end."

After hearing this, Jiang Xinyou also felt that what he said was reasonable and stopped expressing his opinion.

Xia Qianshuang asked her with a smile: "Why haven't you seen Ye Yue recently? Did you quarrel again?"

quarrel?

It's hard to say, it's just Yeyue's unilateral quarrel, and she has nothing to do with it.

Jiang Xinyou curled her lips, not wanting to mention it again, and pulled up the black coat on her body. Speaking of which, she hadn't seen Ye Yue for four or five days, and her newly pierced ears were already wearing the jade he gave her.

Quality earrings...

Really, even if there was an quarrel, it wouldn't take so long. She was always worried about him!

Jiang Xinyou thought gloomily, and not long after, the car drove to the cemetery.

A vast white mist floated in the sky, and fine snowflakes flew in the wind, falling on the cold tombstone and slowly dispersing.

Looking at the black and white photos on the tombstones, Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang choked as if someone had suddenly pinched their throats. Infected by the surrounding atmosphere, they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry. In the end, we couldn't help you save their lives."

Jiang Xinyou said sadly, the feeling of loss welling up from the bottom of her heart, as if the deceased was her relative.
Chapter completed!