Chu Ping's attitude changed very quickly. He seemed to be ignoring her just now. Once he heard that he had been targeted by a group of strange beings, he became extremely attentive.
"Sister, if you have anything to say, please speak."
"Sister, we are all family members, so there is no need to be too polite."
"Sister, if there's anything I can do to help you, just tell me?"
Regarding Chu Ping's change of attitude, the woman gave him a big roll of her eyes.
"I want you to help me find someone."
The woman's expression became serious, as if this matter was very important to her.
"Looking for someone?" Chu Ping also felt something different about the woman, so he calmed down, "Who are you looking for?"
Then Chu Ping remembered the few words that the woman had said before.
"Is he the one who took your body away?"
The woman's expression suddenly became sad, and then she nodded slowly.
"My name is Jiang Qing, and that person's name is Yu Fei."
According to what Jiang Qing said, the first time she met Yu Fei was at the Central Hospital, where Yu Fei was the attending physician. Because Jiang Qing had a family history of hereditary disease, her heart was not very good and she had to go to the hospital regularly for check-ups.
That day she met Yu Fei for the first time.
Yu Fei made her feel very sunny and handsome. The first time she saw him, Jiang Qing remembered this young attending physician.
Perhaps due to fate, Yu Fei also noticed Jiang Qing, and at that time he praised Jiang Qing as the most perfect woman he had ever seen.
The relationship between the two warmed up quickly, and it didn't take long for them to establish a relationship. On Jiang Qing's twenty-fifth birthday, Yu Fei personally made a cake for her, and like every year, eighteen candles were placed on the cake.
In Yu Fei's words, in his heart, Jiang Qing will always be eighteen years old.
It was a very warm day, and Yu Fei specially asked for leave to accompany her.
At night, when Yu Fei brought out the cake he had made by himself from the kitchen, Jiang Qing's tears flowed out. They were tears of happiness. At that moment, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.
"My dear, this is a cake I made for you with my own hands. There are eighteen candles on it, which means that you will always be eighteen years old in my heart."
This is an agreement between the two of them. On every birthday, only 18 sticks are allowed on the birthday cake.
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Candle.
"My dear, you are so beautiful."
Yu Fei brought a piece of cut cake to Jiang Qing. He smiled softly and his eyes were full of doting, like a child seeing his beloved thing.
Jiang Qing's face was filled with happiness. She always felt that the man in front of her had a special charm, and that charm attracted her all the time.
The snow-white cream looked so sweet under the candlelight, and the sweet taste flowed into Jiang Qing's nose with the flow of air.
The soft and chewy texture of the cake made Jiang Qing's eyes narrow into slits. This was probably the most delicious cake she had ever tasted.
"Honey, is the cake delicious?"
Yu Fei slowly stood up from the chair, then walked behind Jiang Qing and gently stroked her cheek.
Jiang Qing felt a cold sensation running down her cheeks, and then her whole consciousness began to become blurry.
Jiang Qing tried her best to turn her head and looked at Yu Fei's face with a gentle smile, her eyes full of confusion.
"Then I became what I am now, and I lived in this diary."
Jiang Qing spread her hands, looking helpless.
"So you want me to help you get revenge?"
Chu Ping scratched his head. After all, he was a qualified citizen who abided by laws and regulations. No matter how much he thought about it, this kind of revenge drama would never happen to him.
"I just want you to ask him a few questions for me."
Jiang Qing's words really went beyond Chu Ping's expectations. The man said that Jiang Qing was killed. It seemed that he still used a very cruel method. According to the routines in TV series and novels, Jiang Qing would have to be resentful if he didn't turn into a ghost.
She is haunted, but Jiang Qing's behavior now seems to have nothing to do with being a ghost or being haunted by resentment.
"Just a few words?"
"Well, just a few words. Originally, I thought I would hate him, but I don't have any hatred in my heart."
"Then can't you just ask him?"
Chu Ping no longer had the same panic feeling when he first saw Jiang Qing, as if the woman in front of him was just an ordinary girl next door.
"Uh..." Jiang Qing showed a strangely embarrassed expression, "I don't remember where he lives."
"Um?"
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Chu Ping looked at Jiang Qing with wide eyes, "You don't know where he lives?"
But think about it, if a murder really occurred, the murderer would either be at large or have been arrested and imprisoned.
"You probably don't know where he is now."
Chu Ping added something for Jiang Qing.
"It's okay. After all, it was a murder. There should be reports. When I wake up, I'll check it online. Whether it's at large or in jail, I can find it."
Jiang Qing glanced at Chu Ping and smiled slightly, making her already beautiful face look even more beautiful.
"Thank you, but I can't seem to remember many things, such as his appearance, his address at the time, and why he did that to me."
Jiang Qing should be a very emotional ghost. Every time he mentions that person, tears will flow down unconsciously, except of course when he scares Chu Ping.
Chu Ping didn't care at all about what Jiang Qing said, he just comforted him carelessly, and even promised to go to the central hospital tomorrow to check on the doctor named Yu Fei.
"But then again, why did you scare me in the first place? If you need my help with something, just ask."
When Chu Ping remembered the scene when he first met Jiang Qing, he broke into a cold sweat.
Jiang Qing curled her lips and looked like it was natural.
"I'm a ghost. What's wrong with scaring you? Isn't it normal? Besides, who asked you to throw me away and burn me with fire? Although I'm not afraid of it, it still makes me uncomfortable."
Jiang Qing's tone seemed to be coquettish. If Jiang Qing was a normal person, Chu Ping might coax her because of her tone. But the woman in front of him was a ghost. She had such an indescribable existence. I didn't expect it.
During the semester, the little girl started acting coquettishly.
Chu Ping was about to say something to boost his momentum, but before he could say anything, he felt something was wrong.
Jiang Qing, who was already a normal person, suddenly became gloomy. Bloodshot blood spread around her, and she gradually moved closer to Chu Ping, as if she was about to wrap him up in the next moment.
When Chu Ping saw this, his face showed a bitter look.
