False evidence

Chapter 107 Past Lives and Present Lives (Part 2)

I eventually convinced the woman, and Yan Fengwei and I pulled her up.

I was worried about Pidan, so I hurried back into the house. She was still slumped in her chair, but her complexion was much better than before.

"How's it going? Is it resolved?" Pidan asked me.

"I guess that solves half of it." I pulled her into my arms.

Seeing the woman and Yan Fengwei walk in one after the other, I asked Yan Fengwei, "Did you hear what I just said?"

"I heard you. You say people have past lives, and I believe that. But how could I remember what happened in my past life? Besides, the kind of despicable things you mentioned, I could never do them in this life, and I absolutely could not have done them in my past life!"

I stared at his face for a while and couldn't help but sigh: "I believe you won't cheat me out of money or sex, but you've probably done plenty of other despicable things."

Pidan asked, "He doesn't seem like a good person to me. What shameless things has he done?"

I said, "Watching the excitement without considering the occasion is lewd."

Yan Fengwei stiffened his neck: "All men are the same, is this a capital offense?"

"I don't care about others, but you died because of these two things in your past life!"

Pidan was even more curious: "Why are you bringing up past lives?"

“What we saw before was not part of this lifetime. Back then, Yan Fengwei was still called Lin Qin’en.”

I turned to the woman and asked, "Are you Qi Zhen?"

"How did you know?" the woman asked back.

Under the interplay of lamplight and candlelight, although she looked like Meng Zhen, her expression and tone clearly indicated that she was someone else.

I didn't respond to her, but looked down at Pidan and said, "Let me tell you a story."

The 'story' I'm about to tell you is only a very small part of what I saw through mutual communication when I was facing the woman on the terrace.

There is another part, which was already deeply imprinted in my mind.

I never imagined that two seemingly unrelated things would be connected. To avoid any complications, I changed the names of several key figures in the story.

To resolve the immediate issue as quickly as possible, I spoke quickly and concisely.

After I finished speaking, the other three people all wore strange and inexplicable expressions.

After a while, Pidan asked me, "Is what you said true? If it is, then Baldy died a bit unjustly in his past life. By the way, what happened to that woman later? Did she really elope with Lü Yan?"

Seeing the gossip gleam in her eyes, I laughed and said, "We'll only talk about things related to Lin Qin'en for now. If you want to know how that thing turned out, I'll tell you slowly later."

Meng Zhen, or rather Qi Zhen, suddenly sneered: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child, that you would make up such a lie to deceive me?"

Yan Fengwei shook his head repeatedly: "Don't even mention her not believing it, it sounds creepy to me. Just because I... I glanced into the women's restroom a couple of times in my past life, and I got killed? That's too far-fetched!"

I said, "I also think this is absurd, but everything I said is true."

"is it?"

Qi Zhen looked at me with a mocking gaze: "You say you know physiognomy, but I've never heard of seeing a person's past life through physiognomy. Also, you said Lin Qin'en was strangled to death on the train. You made it very clear that he was a confused ghost until his death, and I never even got on that train. How could you see so much from our faces? What's even more ridiculous is that you actually said you knew our names on that train because of me."

I was taken aback by her question, but quickly replied, "Although you weren't on the train, Lin Qin'en mentioned you to someone. He said, 'This trip back is to inform my family and then come back to marry Qi Zhen.' And the name 'Qin'en' came from that person. I know about this not just because I met you; before that, I witnessed a similar scene, but the protagonist then was Lü... Yan. At the time, I thought Lin Qin'en was just a passerby, so I didn't pay much attention to his appearance. Seeing him again, I recognized him; the Lin Qin'en who was killed back then is now Yan Fengwei."

While saying this, his mind was filled with questions.

It's certain that my understanding of Xiangyu is not comprehensive enough, but as Qi Zhen said, she wasn't on that train back then, so why did I see what happened on the train when I was facing her?
Looking at Qi Zhen's face again, a sudden flash of inspiration struck me:
She wasn't on the train. Could it be that she was on the same train as Lin Qin'en, and the person she was talking to was...?

"She seems to be dying!"

Yan Fengwei suddenly pointed at my arms and exclaimed.

My heart sank. I looked down and saw Pidan lying in my arms with his eyes closed, his hands hanging limply on the sofa.

I trembled as I reached my hand to her nose, but I couldn't feel a breath at all.

In that instant, I felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had caved in.

I wanted to call her name, but no sound came out of my throat.

I didn't know what to do, so I just instinctively hugged her tightly, tears streaming down my face.

I don't know how much time passed, but I became a little more awake. I wiped my face, picked up Pidan, and walked outside.

"Brother...please accept my condolences." Yan Fengwei said in a hoarse voice.

I looked up at him and saw that Meng Zhen was nestled in his arms, her face pale, but there was no trace of Qi Zhen left.

I was completely despondent and didn't think about what had happened. I just said, "I've done everything I could. You can settle your own scores."

A series of hurried footsteps approached, and a person rushed up to the attic.

The visitor was a monkey.

He glanced at my chest, as if realizing what had happened, then suddenly rushed to Yan Fengwei, grabbed him, and asked sharply with red eyes:
"Are you playing a trick on me? Where's the stuff? Where is it?!"

I was stunned.

Compared to his sudden action, I noticed that Yan Fengwei's reaction was unusually strange.

His expression, which had been somber, suddenly shifted as he faced the monkey, a half-smile playing on his lips as he asked, "What are you looking for?"

No sooner had he spoken than he suddenly shoved the monkey aside and pushed Meng Zhen to the ground. He rushed to the door and pressed the light switch.

The monkey seemed to have gone mad. Before he could run out of the house, it pounced on him, grabbed him from behind by the neck, and jumped up to wrap its legs tightly around his waist.

Although I didn't understand what had happened, my intuition told me that I had been tricked.

He immediately strode forward, sidestepped, and slammed the two entangled people against the wall. Then, he freed one hand, grabbed Yan Fengwei's ear, and slammed his head against the wall.

Yan Fengwei was only focused on getting rid of the monkey, and I didn't know my own strength when I hit him. With a muffled "thump," I knocked him unconscious.

I slammed the door shut and asked the monkey what was going on.

The monkey, arms outstretched, blocked me and Pidan's path, panting as it said:
"It's not just the bottle that's the problem; there's other dirty stuff in this house too!"

(End of this chapter)