I, the last Yin-Yang embroiderer

"hiss————"

Su Yu secretly took a breath of cold air.

The day before, I put makeup on the deceased who was cold all over.

As a result, I woke up the next day.

The face of the deceased appears on his own face.

It's not the kind of makeup repair.

Instead, it fits perfectly, as if it grew on its own.

This kind of thing is really too weird.

Su Yu leaned on the sofa, stared at Xia Tong's face carefully, and said thoughtfully

"Please explain carefully what happened at that time."

Actually, you can use the Yin-Yang Heavenly Eye to see many unknown details.

But as mentioned before, people's hearts cannot stand exploration.

So Su Yu basically uses the Yin-Yang Heavenly Eye to confirm after hearing the specific situation of the suffering master.

Xia Tong There was a look of memory in his eyes, he frowned and said

"I think the beginning of this incident should have happened a few days ago when I was enclosing a young girl."

"Over the past few years, I have mourned the death of many people."

"But I feel so sorry for what this girl has gone through."

Xia Tong's eyes showed a sad expression, and she sighed.

"Her name is Linglin, and she just celebrated her seventeenth birthday a few days ago."

"When he was found, he was lying quietly in the bathtub. There were hideous wounds on his wrists, and the scarlet blood stained the bathtub red."

"Even when he died, he was extremely quiet. At the age of a flower, he bid farewell to the world silently."

"I read her suicide note, and every word revealed her kindness. I just don't know why the world gave her all the malice."

Xia Tong looked extremely sad, her eyes showing reminiscence, and continued

"Linglin's life has been very miserable since she was a child. When she was just born, her mother died in the delivery room due to massive hemorrhage."

"This was not Linglin's fault, but her father blamed her for it all."

"Thinking that without Linglin, this situation would not have happened, so he drank all day long"

"It would be okay if she wasn't drunk, but whenever her father was drunk, he would use all kinds of obscene words and insults, at worst,……"

"Well, all this finally changed when Linglin was eight years old, but this change was the beginning of another misfortune."

"On the day of Linglin's birthday, his father brought another woman, and beside her was another timid little girl."

"From that day on, Linglin had a stepmother."

"She was quite happy at first, because at least her father wouldn't drink alcohol for no reason, and he wouldn't complain to her."

"Even if she feels that her presence in the family is getting weaker and weaker, she feels that it is nothing. It is her greatest luxury that the family can stop being in chaos."

"As we get along day by day, more and more problems arise."

"Linglin washes the whole family's clothes."

"Linglin does all the cooking and housework by herself."

"Her sister, who is not related by blood, can wear new clothes every time, but she can only wear her school uniform."

"Even the few school uniforms she had were washed until they turned white and she could no longer wear them."

"But even so, Linglin didn't complain at all"

"In other words, Linglin is such a girl with a bun personality."

"Nine years have passed like this, and Linglin is already seventeen years old."

"A seventeen-year-old child has his own ideas and his own emotions"

"Other children can tell their parents about interesting things at school and imagine the future with their parents while they are eating or watching TV with their family."

"She has never had this opportunity at all. It can even be said that she has no such opportunity at all."

"Linglin could only write down all these emotions and distress in her diary, which was her own world."

"In the diary, Linglin missed her mother and imagined the future"

"She wrote in her diary"

"She missed the mother she had only seen in the photo"

"She also wanted to be like other children, wearing new clothes and telling her parents what happened at school"

"She yearns for the vast ocean, she yearns for the cloudless blue sky"

"She looks forward to one day being able to put on exquisite makeup and have her own little home with the blessings of her relatives and friends."

"But she wanted to escape, escape from this city, escape from this home"

"Tears wet every page of the diary, leaving clear tear marks"

"But even this only pure land was severely torn into pieces a few days ago."

Xia Tong's voice was choked with sobs. She was silent for a moment and said sadly.

"Just a few days ago, Linglin's diary was discovered by her so-called 'sister', who directly handed it over to Linglin's father and stepmother."

"Not only did they not care about Linglin, but they used even more harsh abuse and accusations, like a tsunami that drowned Linglin."

"In the end, he ignored Linglin's pleading and tore the diary into pieces."

"When the last piece of pure land in her heart was torn apart, Linglin's heart died."

"The next day, Linglin didn't go to school"

"At the age of seventeen, she died quietly in the bathtub"

"It's funny"

"Just after Linglin died, her father and stepmother seemed to have a conscience and wanted to give Linglin a beautiful funeral."

"So Linglin was sent to me, hoping that Linglin could die in the best possible way."

"This really fits that sentence"

"When you die, the whole world will love you"

"When I saw Linglin, she was still wearing her school uniform, and her brows were slightly furrowed on her youthful face."

"In her arms she also held a diary that had been taped bit by bit with tape very carefully."

"I prepared brand new clothes for her, put on exquisite makeup, even because I couldn't take her ashes with me"

"So I took the diary that contained Linglin’s inner world and drove to the beach overnight."

"Facing the sea breeze and throwing the diary into the sea, I knew that was the place she longed for."

Su Yu listened to Xia Tong's description and took a deep breath and asked.

"After you did all this, did your face turn into Linglin’s face the next day?"

Xia Tong pursed her lips and nodded sadly.

Su Yu gently tapped his fingers on the coffee table and spoke slowly.

"Just look at it now"

"I feel like this is happening to you."

"Probably not a bad thing"

"It's more like the deceased are repaying their kindness......"

Ps: Author Gou has seen everyone’s comments and plans to write two or three plots of truth, goodness and beauty interspersed among them.

If you think it’s best not to do it, please tell the author Xiagou in the comment area~ Please!