I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

Su Miao looked around the store and finally found Su Yun in an inconspicuous corner.

Without thinking, she rushed forward with a nervous look on her face, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Su Yun slowly raised her eyes, tears welling up in them, "I... killed someone."

Su Miao's mind went blank. She was well protected by the Su family, and killing people seemed like something from another world to her.

Su Yun broke down emotionally, holding the lumpy noodles in her hands, "But I don't want to. She forced me to do it. What should I do? I'm so scared..."

Su Miao took out a tissue from her bag and said, "Don't be afraid. Just speak slowly."

Su Yun looked at the tissue she handed over, and the struggle in her eyes almost tore her apart.

The paper towels in the noodle shop were hard and thin, but the paper in Su Miao's hand was as soft as a silk scarf, and even the fragrance was particularly different.

These things should have belonged to her! It was Su Miao who should have been struggling in the mud. She had taken away everything from her.

Hatred and jealousy drove her crazy, but her remaining sanity held her back.

Su Miao may not be aware of this. She is just a beneficiary but not the culprit of the tragedy. At least so far, she has not really hurt her, and what Su Li said may not be true.

At least...she showed up as soon as I called her.

Su Yun closed her eyes, took the tissue handed to her by Su Miao, and told the whole story of Zhao Tang from beginning to end.

The more Su Miao listened, the more her heart trembled. She couldn't even imagine how desperate Su Yun must have been at that time.

Su Yun looked at her, neither sad nor happy. "Miss Su, the church people will definitely not let this go. My mother doesn't want me either. Tell me, do I still have a chance to survive?"

Su Miao nodded, "Yes."

As long as she is given back her identity as the eldest daughter of the Su family, she can survive.

She added, "This Saturday is my birthday. Come to Su's house and I'll tell you where to go."

Su Yun's distracted eyes lit up with a hint of starlight, "Really?"

"real."

*

In the next few days, Jiang Huashan was very busy.

Not only did she have to go to the hospital to maintain her status as the eldest daughter, but she also had to secretly track the relationship between the Fu family and Su Li, and she also had to guard against the killing trap set by Fu Xiaoxiao. After a series of moves, she almost couldn't even keep [Laziness].

School life is as usual.

Friday afternoon.

Jiang Huashan packed her schoolbag and prepared to go home when Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly blocked her way.

"Jiang Huashan, the grudge between you and me should be resolved, right?"

Jiang Huashan waited for a long time. Before Fu Xiaoxiao could finish her carefully prepared lines, she nodded as if to rush the scene. "That's right. How do you want to solve it?"

Fu Xiaoxiao, "I'll wait for you at the South City Cafe tomorrow. Do you dare to come?"

Jiang Huashan: "Time."

"If you don't dare to come, then when you see me at school..." Fu Xiaoxiao was stunned. Did she hear anything? What did this bitch just say?

Jiang Huashan directly asked about the process, "Specific time."

Fu Xiaoxiao felt indescribably awkward, "...three o'clock in the afternoon."

Three o'clock in the afternoon?

Jiang Huashan recalled carefully. She clearly remembered that the incident happened at ten o'clock in the morning in her previous life. Could it be that there was a time deviation due to the butterfly effect?

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Huashan waved her hand and said, "I'm busy this afternoon, let's change it to 10 a.m."

"..." There are actually people who think it's too late to hang themselves? Fu Xiaoxiao wished for it, "Okay, let's make it like this! Those who don't come are grandsons!"

Jiang Huashan waved goodbye.

*

The next day.

The winter sky cleared up, and the long-awaited sunshine illuminated the dark corners of the alley.

The girl sat in front of a mottled mirror, the faded teeth of the comb gently stroking through her oily black hair, her thick bangs combed back to reveal a smooth and full forehead.

Soon, a pretty face appeared in the mirror.

Su Yun looked at herself for a long time before she stood up and walked towards the wardrobe. She had very few clothes, only two sets of winter clothes besides her school uniform. But even so, she still carefully selected for a long time, because today was an important day and she didn't want to be rude.

Everything was ready. Su Yun gently pushed open the dilapidated door. The sunlight poured in instantly, and it was particularly warm on her smiling face.

Su Li heard some noise in the coal room and immediately stuck her head out from under the window. "Where are you going so early in the morning?"

Su Yun restrained her smile and said, "The scholarship for this semester has come out, and the teacher asked me to go to school to fill out the documents."

Hearing this, Lidya Su did not stop him, "Come back quickly after you finish, there are still a lot of things to do at home."

"understood."

Su Yun spoke calmly without looking back.

*

Su Zhai.

In order to celebrate Su Miao's birthday, the Su family arranged a set design team a month ago and worked intensively for three days. Now the entire Su residence looks like a princess castle in a fairy tale world.

In the room, Su Miao was full of ritual and hugged and said goodbye to each doll very solemnly. Seeing that the time was almost up, she walked out of the room with her head held high and her chest puffed out.

As soon as she got down from the western-style building, she saw Su Zhuo wearing a handsome black suit, driving a pumpkin carriage and waving at her. Su Miao's eyes suddenly became hot, "Where did the carriage come from?"

Su Zhuo touched her head and said, "Grandpa prepared this secretly. Do you like it?"

For this birthday party, Su Jingliu specially asked skilled craftsmen to build a pure gold and glazed pumpkin carriage. Not to mention the financial cost, the craftsmen spent a full eight months just on polishing it. Even the horses pulling the carriage were of noble Arabian pedigree.

Su Miao nodded, "I like it."

She walked forward and touched the horse's back, her eyes lonely. It was no use liking it, because it would no longer be hers soon.

There is a three-meter-high strawberry cake in the main hall. Every strawberry on it is personally selected by Su Jingliu and is guaranteed to be sweet.

Su Miao followed Su Zhuo into the house. Both Aunt Su and the housekeeper greeted her with a smile.

"Happy birthday, miss."

Su Jingliu was full of energy and waved with a smile, "Look, this is the cake grandpa made for you."

Su Miao immediately noticed the cake that was taller than the house. Fortunately, her house was tall enough, otherwise the cake would not have fit in.

Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat and she silently corrected herself, "It will soon not be your home anymore."

Mother Su stepped forward and took her hand, her eyes full of love, "Mom made longevity noodles for you, want some?"

Su Miao nodded.

Alas, I have to call you Aunt Su from now on.

Mother Su, "How many friends did you invite today? Mom asked someone to prepare something."

Su Miao cheered up and said, "I just invited one."

"One?" Su's mother clapped her hands and cheered, "Our Miaomiao is really amazing. She made a new friend so quickly."

The atmosphere in the main hall was harmonious. Butler Su walked into the hall with a smile, "Master, the young lady's guests have arrived."

Su Miao looked nervous, "Where is it?"

Butler Su said, "He's on his way here."

Su Miao thought for a moment, then turned to look at Su Jingliu and said, "Grandpa, please sit down first. I'll bring her to see you." After that, she quickly walked out of the hall.

*

On the other side, Jiang Huashan changed into a black jacket, carried a pink backpack on her shoulder, and wore a pink baseball cap, and went to the meeting alone.

Before entering the coffee shop, she checked her phone messages again and found that Su Miao had sent her a message three minutes ago.

[My life is so miserable: Today is my birthday, but I won’t treat you to any cake.]

Jiang Huashan was slightly stunned and typed quickly with his fingertips.

【Guan Nipeace: Happy birthday, little trash. 】

Jiang Huashan turned off his phone and put it in his trouser pocket, then took a deep breath and prepared to put an end to the nightmare he had at the age of sixteen.

……