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"Ah?" Lin Wei gasped, her expression twisting in surprise at the sudden words.
She stared intently at Feng Guyu, her eyes wide with disbelief, as if they might fall out.
She couldn't understand why her little daughter, Feng Guyu, was still in the mortal realm.
Could it be Feng Xunyu? No, the aura emanating from the person before her was unmistakably that of Feng Guyu, a unique essence that Lin Wei, as a mother, could never mistake.
Could it be an illusion? But if it were an illusion, how could it feel so real?
Had she already left this world and finally reunited with her deceased daughter?
Lin Wei was overwhelmed with questions she couldn't comprehend.
She didn't have time to think it through properly.
Suddenly, her eyes rolled back, and she exhaled the last breath of her life. Her body slowly slumped down, motionless.
Feng Guyu glanced at Lin Wei's lifeless form but did not spare her another look, as if the emotions within her had long been worn away by the trials of time.
She turned away, her gaze fierce and unwavering as she fixed her eyes on Feng Leng. Her stare was like two sharp daggers, seemingly intent on piercing through Feng Leng's facade and revealing his sins.
"Wai! Wai!" Feng Leng cried out in despair upon seeing his wife's passing. His face was a tapestry of sorrow, pain, and hopelessness, and his wails seemed to shatter the very walls of the hospital room.
“Do beasts also feel sorrow?” Feng Guyu said coldly, his voice filled with disdain and anger.
“What… what did you say?” Feng Leng shouted, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes, but more prominently was his rage.
Feng Guyu remained unfazed, his tone icy as he asked, “Surrender?”
“What?” A hint of confusion crossed Feng Leng's furious expression; he seemed not to fully grasp Feng Guyu's meaning.
“I didn’t expose you before because of our mother,” Feng Guyu’s voice was like water from a frozen lake, chilling to the bone and devoid of any emotion. “Now, it all comes to an end.”
“What are you talking about?” Feng Leng yelled, trying to mask the fear within him with anger.
Feng Guyu took a deep breath and said softly, “Then let’s reveal the truth now.”
“Just as Murong Sixuan deduced, you inadvertently discovered that Feng Yinxuan was not your biological son. Filled with hatred for betrayal, you could not bear the fact that your wife, Lin Wei, had cheated on you and given birth to another man's child. You wanted to take revenge in a frenzy, yet your love for Lin Wei prevented you from harming her. In your extreme contradiction, you ultimately transferred all your hatred onto Feng Yinxuan.
“You tore out a page from Feng Yinxuan's diary, taking it out of context and using it as ‘Testament.’ Then that day, after Feng Yinxuan returned home from school, you intended to take him to the rooftop to kill him and make it look like a suicide.
However, just as you were leading him out the door, I happened to return home from school. I saw you both heading towards the rooftop and, out of curiosity, quietly followed behind you, trying my best not to make a sound.”
“I must tell you something first: I am Feng Guyu standing before you now, not Feng Xunyu. I once sealed away my memories of Feng Guyu, but now all those memories have been activated. The scenes I witnessed back then are vivid in my mind; every detail is as clear as if it were happening right now.”
“On the rooftop, I saw you push Feng Yinxuan down. In that moment, my heart felt as if it had been torn apart. This scene was completely unexpected for me, and I couldn’t help but cry out. My scream startled you; you noticed me. I saw the murderous intent in your eyes—it sent chills down my spine. I knew you intended to silence me, so I immediately turned and ran for my life.”
Though you managed to catch up, you ultimately could not reach me. In that chaotic chase, you merely caught a fleeting glimpse of my appearance, unable to accurately determine whether I was Feng Xunyu or Feng Guyu.
"At that time, I was wearing black clothing, and you know that Feng Xunyu never wears black. Feng Guyu, on the other hand, only wears black. Thus, you concluded that the one you witnessed committing murder was the youngest daughter, Feng Guyu.
In truth, your conclusion was indeed correct."
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