Chapter 174 Who Are You?

The tears dried up and could no longer be shed.

The past is like smoke.

"Sister Xiaoling," the voice of assistant Weiwei said cautiously, "Do you want me to get you some water to wash your face?"

Her thoughts were interrupted, and Xia Ling then remembered how inappropriate it was for an artist to have such a face. She was about to nod in agreement when she heard a "bang" and the dressing room door was pushed open.

Everyone turned to look.

At that moment, she felt her throat was sore and speechless.

If there is one person in this world that she never wants to meet, it is him; but if there is one person that makes her toss and turn, unable to let go of love or hate, it can only be him...only him, Pei Ziheng.

Her god, her demon, her everything.

Looking at the tall figure in front of the door, Xia Ling felt her body stiff and unable to breathe.

He was wearing a half-worn light gray round-neck sweater, which looked familiar. She subconsciously looked at the corner of the shirt, and sure enough, there was a small, inconspicuous stain there, which she had accidentally spilled while drinking.

My heart was clenched, throbbing with pain.

How could he still be wearing this sweater? Having been with him for sixteen years, she knew how particular he was, and would immediately throw away anything with the slightest flaw, although back then, this sweater was the only exception. At that time, Xia Ling insisted on letting him keep this sweater because she liked the soft texture very much and often nestled comfortably in his arms and was reluctant to leave - but now things have changed, and the one who would toss and turn in his arms was doing mischief. Xia Ling is dead, why is he still wearing it?

Moreover, it was on such an occasion.

Pei Ziheng never allowed himself to dress casually in public. When he went out, he always had a formal style and a cold and hard aura. But at this moment, he made himself so embarrassed. Could it be...

Pei Ziheng, how urgent are you to come out? For whom?

She looked at him blankly, and in her ears, Xia Yu's surprised voice came: "Brother Ziheng, why are you here? You came to pick me up, right? That's great. I will follow you as soon as the show is over. ..."

As he spoke, he went to greet him.

Surprisingly, Pei Ziheng didn't look at her. His sharp gaze quickly passed through the dressing room and locked on Xia Ling. Xia Ling's heart trembled, and she instinctively wanted to escape, but she seemed to be fixed by something, unable to move.

She watched helplessly as he strode to her.

"Who are you?" His tone was cold, and a storm was raging in his eyes.

Xia Ling was frightened by him, her mouth was dry, her tongue was dry, and her mind was blank.

"Say! Who are you?!" He grabbed her wrist with such force that he almost crushed her bones.

The intense pain brought Xia Ling back to her senses, and she desperately pulled her hand back: "Pei Ziheng, let go!"

He ignored her and used more strength. His eyes were as red as a ferocious beast, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces: "Who are you? Who are you! How can you sing "Caged Butterfly"?" So like her, you actually sang the second half of "The Butterfly in the Cage"! How could you be able to sing?!"

She was so painful that she almost broke out in a cold sweat, but there was a thunderbolt in her heart——

The second half of "Butterfly in a Cage"? !

How could she have forgotten that in the last concert in her previous life, she was murdered after she only sang half of "Butterfly in a Cage"? The second half of this song only exists in legends. But today, at the Xingyun Song Concert, she was aroused too much, and she was too forgetful, and she actually sang the second half of "The Butterfly in the Cage" which has never been released to the world!

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She was so cold that even her blood was about to freeze.

Pei Ziheng pressed her into the small space of the dressing table, and asked in a voice, "Say! Who are you?!"

Facing him like this at close range, the nightmare scenes from the past resurfaced, and Xia Ling panicked: "Pei Ziheng, let me go! Let me go quickly! I am not someone! I am nobody! Let me go! It hurts!" "

Feng Kun rushed up to pull him: "Boss! Calm down! She is Ye Xingling from Tianyi, not the one you want!"

Pei Ziheng was unmoved at all, as if he wanted to swallow her alive: "How could you sing the second half of the song?!"

"It's me! I gave her the lyrics!" Feng Kun pulled Pei Ziheng hard. In fact, Feng Kun was also shocked. He had never given her the lyrics. The second half of "Butterfly in the Cage" was a top secret that no one knew except him and Pei Ziheng. However, the girl in front of him who looked like Xia Ling sang What does it mean? !

The answer was ready to come out, but compared to the truth, Feng Kun cared more about protecting her this time.

"She sang according to the lyrics I gave, it's normal to finish the second half of the song!" Feng Kun said loudly to Pei Ziheng.

However, Pei Ziheng couldn't listen at all, and asked like crazy: "Who the hell are you?!"

Xia Ling felt that her wrist had been broken, and the pain was crazy, and she screamed hysterically: "Who do you care about me! Who am I, Pei Ziheng?! Everyone can sing "Caged Butterfly", I just copy it. Just sing along with the lyrics and tune!"

"You're lying!" He was furious, and without warning, he pinched her chin with his other hand, forcing her to raise her head, "You're lying! No, it couldn't be the music score Feng Kun gave you. How could you Do you know the never-released second half of "Butterfly in the Cage"?! How could you possibly sing it?! Who the hell are you?!" Maybe it was hope, maybe it was because missing her for so long was too painful, he didn't want to believe her no matter what. The lyrics came from Feng Kun, and he knew it was absurd, but he really wanted to hear her give a different answer.

There was a roar that sounded like a roar. Xia Ling didn't know if it was an illusion. His voice was trembling slightly.

She closed her eyes suddenly, not wanting to reveal any emotion.

Feng Kun's tone contained a rare anxiety: "Boss, let go first, calm down..."

But so pale and powerless.

But Pei Ziheng still didn't let go.

Chill ran up Xia Ling's back.

She couldn't let him discover who she really was, absolutely not. Pei Ziheng's possessive desire was so strong that she couldn't imagine what kind of situation she would face once she was captured.

Xia Ling forced herself to calm down, calm down...

Finally, he mustered up the courage to speak: "You..." His chin was clamped by him, and it was very difficult to speak, "Please, let go of me first, and I, I will tell you how... I sang the second half of the song. song, yes."

As soon as the voice fell, I felt the restraint of the wrist and jaw loosen at the same time.

She didn't have time to think about it, she used her life potential to knock him away, and ran out of the door scrambling.

"Stop!" he shouted angrily.

How dare she stay? He knocked over countless tables and chairs along the way, went out, and ran along the corridor in a panic. The sound of his chasing footsteps came from behind, heavy and dense, getting louder and closer... Xia Ling ran desperately. There was an elevator not far ahead. As long as she could take the elevator to a place before he caught up, Lou, where there are bodyguards sent by Li Lei, she will be safe.

However, God did not fulfill his wishes.

The moment she entered the elevator and pressed the door closing button, a tall figure squeezed in abruptly.

The elevator door closed with a ding.

Xia Ling felt that all the blood had faded from her face. Looking at the man in front of her, her body kept moving back, and then back, firmly sticking to the cold metal wall.