Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three: One kick over the scumbag! 47 (…
Sang Ling lowered his eyebrows and carefully smoothed the letter paper, reluctant to look away from it.
The vague hatred towards Sheng Anqing in my heart has disappeared.
If it's not because of Chen Yang, that's fine.
Since you really don't want to stay in this world, leaving may be a better choice for Qingqing.
All he needs to do is support.
After a long while, he folded the letter carefully. Sang Ling suddenly stood up and rushed back to his room. He held the letter left by Sheng Anqing in his hand and walked around the room anxiously. Finally, he made up his mind.
I made up my mind and put it in one of my favorite books.
Don't lose it. This is something Qingqing left for him. He must keep it well.
As for what’s next…
Sang Ling stood in the room with his head tilted for a long time. Finally, he slowly walked out to wash up and take a shower. Then he returned to the room and carried the urn from the desk to his bedside table. Then he seemed relieved and closed his eyes.
On the eyes.
Just Qingqing, there are some things that I can’t promise you!
At six o'clock the next morning, Sang Ling opened his eyes on time. His eyes were clear and clear, without the haziness and confusion that should have arisen from just waking up.
He got out of bed, packed himself up, and left the house without any hesitation.
The first thing he did was to beat up Chen Yang, who was still lying in the hospital.
Chen Yang was just so angry that he passed out yesterday. Now that Sang Ling broke into the ward, he had no reaction. He was lying on the bed in a daze, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
He was dragged out of bed and beaten mercilessly by Sang Ling without any resistance, and he only said a word in silence at the end.
"An Qing has not forgiven me, so please beat me to death."
Hearing this, Sang Ling sneered and threw Chen Yang to the ground.
"You are asked to continue bothering her? Are you worthy? Let me tell you, if you dare to die and bother her, I will dig your grave!"
Hearing this, Chen Yang, who had been calm all the time, finally reacted. He raised his head like crazy and stared at Sang Ling. After a while, he revealed an expression that looked like crying but not smiling, and murmured.
"You're right... You're right, I can't die, I can't disturb her... An Qing won't want to see me, she won't want to see me..."
Sang Ling was too lazy to stay here any longer to see Chen Yang's death, so he kicked Chen Yang coldly a few times before taking the others away.
The next step is to deal with the bodyguards Tian Panpan found who wanted to frame Qingqing.
As early as after Tian Panpan's incident was revealed, Chen Yang caught the bodyguards and interrogated them severely, and even took them to the hospital for a blood test. Only then did he find out that the three men had gone to the warehouse half an hour before.
I just took drugs.
It was only in the warehouse that I hallucinated and recognized the wrong person, and caught Tian Panpan and mistook him for Sheng Anqing.
This can be regarded as Tian Panpan's own fault. After Chen Yang tortured him severely, he sent him to prison.
Sang Ling made a call and found some friends from the police station. He said coldly: "I don't want those three men who went in last time to survive until tomorrow."
For these powerful families, this is just a matter of a few words.
Not half an hour after hanging up the phone, Sang Ling's cell phone rang.
A carefree male voice came from the other end.
"Oh, tell me what a pity. Those three men were so inexperienced! I was played to death by the men in the same cell just ten minutes after I let out my words."
Sang Ling responded in a low voice and hung up the phone.
Next...it's Tian Panpan and the man doing the live broadcast.
Sang Ling's eyes were cold, and he pursed his lips and left.
In the next few days, Chen Yang seemed to have figured it out. After he was discharged from the hospital, he went to find the three men who had almost succeeded in bullying An Qing, but he learned that they had died in the cell a few days ago.
He was living well before and suddenly died.
Chen Yang only thought for a moment and knew whose handiwork it was.
He thought of the "classmates" who bullied An Qing in school before, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that because Sang Ling had transferred to another school, he didn't know much about An Qing and their grievances, so he didn't have time to deal with them.
He quickly used his family's power and donated 500 million to the school, and then found an excuse to frame the entire class. The "good students" in Class 1 were all suppressed by the school and had their diplomas. There was nothing they could do for five years.
Graduation successfully.
This is a tragedy for those "good students". Their diplomas were withheld by the school and they had no way to directly take the postgraduate entrance exams. They also had no way to register for A University when they went out to work.
After all, who has the nerve to say that his or her diploma was withheld by the school...
Next, Chen Yang followed the clues and discovered that Sang Ling was gradually inducing the live broadcaster to take out a loan online, and the loan website was built by Sang Ling in a few days.
Interest is compounded, interest is compounded.
One month later, the live broadcaster successfully borrowed more than 1.8 million yuan in debt online.
How can he, a person who lives around every day, have so much money to pay back?
Looking at the words of blame and curses sent by his family on his mobile phone after receiving the debt collection message from the website, as well as the ferocious threats sent by the website, he smiled bitterly and climbed up to the place where Sheng An Qing jumped down a month ago.
building.
Now at the edge of the rooftop, feeling the breeze blowing through his clothes, causing his body to sway slightly, the man suddenly thought of the girl who jumped here a month ago.
At that time... what was she thinking?
Are you scared of such a tall building?
Standing precariously on the edge, the man looked downstairs. He saw the same scene, the same horrified crowd gathered around him, and the same waiting for the rescue of the firefighters.
He watched the firefighter in orange uniforms persuading him as he slowly approached him, trying to grasp in his heart the last possibility that he could survive.
He actually doesn't want to die...
Sudden!
The window of the house that he had quit renting because he had no money was opened with great force, making a "bang" sound.
The man subconsciously looked over and saw a handsome man pointing a mobile phone at him with a cruel smile on his face.
The smile on the corner of Sang Ling's mouth grew bigger and bigger. Finally, he suddenly said to the man with wide eyes and a frightened expression: "Why don't you jump? My hands are tired. It's not because I want to be famous.
So you use jumping off a building as a gimmick?"
The man was so frightened that the sole of his foot slipped and he fell straight down.
In the few seconds he fell in the air, many images flashed through the man's mind, and finally he stopped at the surprised and incredulous expression on the girl's face when she heard him speak a month ago.
The man slowly closed his eyes, he regretted...
A tear fell, and the next second, there was a loud "bang" sound from underneath.
Seeing this, Sang Ling suppressed his smile. He put his cell phone in his pocket and stood there for a while with a gloomy expression. Finally, he turned his attention to the firefighter who was lying on the edge of the wall and was a little sad because he failed to save anyone.
He pursed his lips and turned to leave.
The next day, the firefighter received a message.
It clearly listed the crimes of the man he failed to save yesterday.
When I was a teenager, I stabbed someone with a knife.
Spent time in jail for robbery.
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Hmm...why did his wounded heart suddenly not hurt so much...
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Chen Yang and Sang Ling teamed up to bring down Tian Panpan's family. The princess who used to be so glorious and admired by all the stars turned into Cinderella overnight.
Tian Panpan couldn't live such a life, but in just a few weeks, he hooked up with a second-generation rich man who weighed more than 180 pounds.
It's a pity that the rich second generation has a wife. Before he could enjoy a few days of happiness, Tian Panpan was caught by the principal wife and was knocked down on the street and beaten severely.
She fell to the ground, feeling several women kicking her waist and stomach, and she was slapped more than ten times on her face by no one knew who. Looking at a black luxury car parked not far away, Tian Pan
Pan slowly closed his eyes, and tears of regret fell down.
Maybe...she shouldn't know Chen Yang...
Chen Yang sat in the car, expressionless as he watched the former Qingmei being humiliated and beaten, without any emotion on his face.
Drive the car slowly and leave.
Driving all the way to the building where Sheng Anqing left, Chen Yang got out of the car and looked at the afterglow of the setting sun filling the whole building. He stood in silence for a long time until night fell, dragging his sore legs.
Slowly returned to the car.
He suddenly shed tears and lay down on the steering wheel while swallowing his tears.
"An Qing... don't worry, I won't commit suicide. I know you don't want me to disturb you, so don't worry..."
"But...but it's really uncomfortable. I don't know how long I can hold on..."
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Five years later, Sang Ling stood at the gate of the Hope Primary School he founded, looking at the faces filled with youthful smiles coming and going inside, with a very gentle expression on his face.
He has done enough good deeds and earned almost enough merit. It should be enough for him to earn a job as a civil servant or something like that after he dies...
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When Chen Yang learned about Sang Ling's suicide, he locked himself in the room alone and sat in silence for a long time.
Sang Ling didn't feel sorry for An Qing, so he could go find her.
But I can't do it myself.
Chen Yang looked at the quiet smiling face of the girl on the table, tears streaming down his face.
He needs to stay alive in this world and spend his whole life repenting.
That girl taught him with her life that when you truly love someone, no matter how selfish you are, you can put yourself in the back seat.
Gently stroking the cheek of the girl in the photo with his fingers, Chen Yang smiled bitterly.