1599: Lu Qingxin, Are You Ready to Go to Hell?

Lu Qingxin, Are You Ready to Go to Hell?

"Miss Lu, it's not easy to tell whether or not someone's a murderer just by looking at their face."2

Lu Qingxin looked dissatisfied with that response.

"So, are you trying to say that I don't look like a killer?"

"Miss Lu, I heard a rumor about your mother's death. Didn't she die because of Ye Tianxin?"

Lu Qingxin was relieved to hear the line of questioning going back to as it was planned.

She was still worried that the journalist would not relent on the death of the little fat boy.

"It seems that your news station is well-informed. Yes, that is correct."

Lu Qingxin's eyes sparkled with crystal tears while she was talking like that.

The little fat boy's mother handed over a pack of tissues at the right time.

Lu Qingxin took the tissues and gently wiped the nonexistent tears from the corners of her eyes. She whispered, "My mother was the best mother in the world. She loved me very much since I was a little girl. When my mother jumped off a building, I thought it was some sort of sick joke. I never thought she would die..."

Lu Qingxin's voice was soft and sweet as she whispered, "I thought she was still alive for a while. I thought I could have walked down the stairs to see her. Sometimes, when I saw someone who looked like her from back in the street, I lost my mind and ran after them... "

Lu Qingxin's tears were dripping down her face, making people feel sorry for her.

The little fat boy's mother handed her a bottle of water and carefully unscrewed the bottle cap for her.

Lu Qingxin took the mineral water bottle and drank from it.

"Miss Lu, I know what it's like to lose someone you love. I, too, have a loved one who has left me not long ago. I'm still mourning him. I think of him when I eat and sleep. Sometimes, I still blame myself and think, 'Why wasn't I the one who died? Would it all be better if I died?' I would rather be the one who was dead than living alone in this world if I could..."

Grief always had a way of resonating with people.

When Lu Qingxin heard that, she said with a nod, "I feel the same way. I often wish that I was the one who died in her place. I'd give up my life for her to be alive."

The little fat boy's mother nodded.

She seemed to agree with Lu Qingxin.

"So, if you were given the opportunity to trade places with your mother, would you do it?"

Would she do it?

Of course not.

She wasn't selfish, she just wanted to live.

"Miss Lu Qingxin, would you do it?"

No matter how reluctant Lu Qingxin was about it, she still said, "Yes, I would."

She knew she was doing an interview right now.

What difference did it make if she lied during the interview?

It was not like someone could read her mind.

Her life was precious.

She would not be willing to give it up.

People only live once, why should she give up her life?

"Miss Lu, are you sleepy?"

Lu Qingxin nodded, and she couldn't help but keep yawning.

Her beautiful eyes were full of tears.

"Since Miss Lu is sleepy, let's take a break, and we'll continue our interview later."

"OK."

Lu Qingxin drowsily closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She had no idea what Hell was waiting for her when she awoke.

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