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Buzzing...
The night sky was dotted with stars, and a bright full moon shone overhead.
Under the moonlight, a large, dark male Asian tiger mosquito flew through the air.
This mosquito possessed a beautiful exoskeleton, exuding an aura that ordinary mosquitoes couldn't match.
After flying out of a desolate area, the male Asian tiger mosquito still glanced back at the distant road he had traveled.
There stood an abandoned building...
The long-standing enemy, Yu Yuan, lay there, already breathless.
"The old grudge has finally been avenged! I've truly used this tiny mosquito body to slowly kill Yu Yuan, a wealthy heir among humans!"
Jia Yan's mind couldn't calm down.
Since his rebirth, he had been shouting in his mind to seek revenge. But truly accomplishing such a thing with the body of a mosquito was extremely difficult, so much so that he even doubted himself.
However, step by step, he persevered, diligently completing each short-term goal.
The result of this steady progress was that he had truly succeeded!
Buzzing...
The mosquito continued to fly.
Jia Yan saw a bus not far away and flew directly towards it!
The journey on the bus, lasting over an hour, passed slowly.
The vehicle was quiet, with not many passengers.
The moon, hanging high in the night sky, grew brighter, casting its ethereal light through thin clouds onto the ground. The vast international metropolis seemed to don a mysterious veil, quieter and more serene than usual.
Perhaps it was a change in mindset, offering a different perspective on things.
Finally, the vehicle stopped at a remote station.
Jia Yan took a moment to identify the road, then flew out of the bus door.
After getting off the bus, he once again checked the road and flew towards a residential area that looked like a small community.
In this inconspicuous and aging residential area, there were many basements. Some homeowners had converted their basements into simple living spaces. Many young people who came to Shanghai to pursue their dreams lived here, hoping that one day their dreams would come true.
Among these young faces, there was one girl who appeared particularly young.
Nobody knew her exact name; they just called her "Xiao Lin."
It was said that this eighteen-year-old girl was a high school student just last month, then came to Shanghai alone for some reason, perhaps intending to return to continue her studies after a while.
"Xiao Lin, why did you dress like that when you went out the day before yesterday?" A girl who looked about twenty-two or twenty-three, named Pang Yanqi, sat in the cramped basement room. Many young people around here liked to call her Xiao Qi.
Beside her was a girl browsing the internet on a computer, and that girl was Xiao Lin. Few knew that this girl, who had just arrived in Shanghai less than a month ago, harbored a desire for revenge for her brother. They thought she had just had a falling out with her family and ran away from home.
Only Pang Yanqi, the tenant of the basement, knew that this girl probably had some special purpose.
Pang Yanqi had known Xiao Lin for a month now. About a month ago, Xiao Qi, known as the "Princess of the Night," had accompanied a guest to drink until after one in the morning. On the way home, she saw Xiao Lin curled up on the side of the road, tears streaming down her face.
Such scenes were quite common in a big city like Shanghai. Sometimes Xiao Qi would ignore them as if nothing had happened. However, for some reason that day—maybe because of the alcohol, or perhaps because of the girl's innocent and lovely face—she felt pity.
Xiao Qi stopped and approached gently, comforting the girl.
What happened afterward was quite natural. The naive girl was quickly touched by the concern of the stranger and, without any guard, followed Xiao Qi back to the basement room!
Over the course of the month, Pang Yanqi and the young people nearby had come to like this girl who had no defenses and was still innocent and lovely.
But two nights ago, Xiao Qi, who had finished work early and returned home, saw Xiao Lin secretly borrowing her clothes and makeup, applying a clumsy light makeup, and returning late at night.
The feeling Xiao Qi experienced was hard to describe, like a younger sister going astray. On the spot, she scolded Xiao Lin harshly!
The reason was unknown, but she vaguely felt that the truth was not as she imagined.
So, taking advantage of the quiet night shift tonight, Xiao Qi took a leave of absence.
After chatting in the room for a long time and calming down, she finally asked her questions.
"Xiao Lin, you really can't tell me?" Xiao Lin hesitated and refused to say a word.
Xiao Qi was genuinely sorry. It was impossible for her to reveal her true reason for being in this city. Searching for the heir of the Yu family to seek revenge would surely shock Xiao Lin. Moreover, she was still young and not truly stupid. There were things that could be said, and there were things that couldn't be said, and she knew this!
"Okay, I won't force you, but promise me, from now on, you can't come back so late again, okay?" Xiao Qi said earnestly.
"Um..."
Xiao Lin was about to respond when her eyes, browsing the computer screen, suddenly froze!
The webpage read: "Father and Son of City's Wealthy Yu Family, One Dead, One Missing, What's the Cause?!"
She couldn't care less about answering Pang Yanqi now and quickly scrolled down to read the article.
After a moment, Xiao Lin's shoulders began to tremble, and tears streamed down her chubby cheeks, falling to the ground.
A large Asian tiger mosquito had already landed outside the door, observing for quite some time.
Seeing Xiao Lin crying again, Jia Yan sighed deeply in his heart...
"You've shed too many tears for your brother, little sister. Now that Yu Yuan is dead, you should return to your normal life. That way, your brother can rest assured."
"Xiao Lin, what's wrong?" Pang Yanqi felt at a loss as she comforted Xiao Lin.
Why was she crying so hard when she had just been scolded?
Pang Yanqi looked at the article on the computer screen, appearing pensive.
Jia Yan continued to watch.
This wasn't everything he had done for his little sister. After all, she had been away from home for a month now, and given her character, she might have been afraid of going back and being scolded by her family, choosing instead to continue living in Shanghai.
And he had long arranged for two assassins as a backup plan...
He had already seen these backup players just now!
"Auntie, the Xiao Lin I mentioned lives here!" A young man led a middle-aged couple toward the basement.
This middle-aged couple, the man's hair was half bald, with many white hairs on the other half, and his face was haggard. Despite being in their forties, they looked like elderly people in their fifties or sixties, appearing very aged.
His wife, on the other hand, had a similarly pale complexion. Although she didn't look too old, her skin was yellowish, and her lips were dry and rough. Most
notably were her eyes, perhaps due to crying every day, making the eye sockets red as if her eyesight had deteriorated significantly.
Jia Yan looked at these two elderly people and cried out in his heart, "Mom... Dad..."
"I've been unfilial, and now I can only see you with this body, unable to kneel down and apologize to you!"
In this month, causing you heartache, making you cry, not only had their faces become much older, but their hair had also turned white. Their son shouldn't have done this!
Jia Yan's mosquito body trembled, his emotions running high.
But the young man knocked on the door.
"Xiao Qi, Xiao Lin, are you there?"
The two elderly people looked at each other, their palms clasped tightly together, and both seemed very nervous.
Their son had died, and their daughter had immediately gone missing! All of this happened within a month!
God knew how this middle-aged couple had endured this month, and no one knew how much effort they had put into finding their last kin, their daughter!
All Jia Yan knew was that they had received a strange call last night. The man on the other end of the phone spoke coldly, only telling them that their daughter had run to Shanghai and was living here! The two elderly people had no doubts at all and immediately took the train, traveling thousands of miles to this city where their son had once died!
Now, whether their daughter was inside, whether this trip was in vain, would depend on the moment the door was opened!
Click!
The basement door opened.
The unfamiliar face of a girl reflected in the eyes of the two elderly people.
Their hearts sank instantly!
"Who are you?" The girl asked in confusion.
The young man who led the way was about to explain, but a girl's face peeked out from the door, and her bright watery eyes suddenly froze!
In the next moment, the girl cried out!
"Dad, Mom!"
Without caring whether she would be scolded, all the hardships of the past month, all the grievances she had endured, the difficulties of investigating her brother's cause of death, the fear and helplessness when facing enemies—all of this, in this moment, turned into grievances and sadness.
Seeing her parents, Xiao Lin completely let go of her guard!
She rushed out of the door and into the embrace of her parents!
Pang Yanqi and the young man who led the way instantly understood what was happening. Then, they smiled and watched the crying family of three...
As their daughter cried and leaned against them, the father silently wiped the corners of his eyes, while the mother muttered complaints, tears streaming down her face!
"Mom, Dad... Little sister, I hope you can forget about me in the future and live a happier life..."
In this scene of family reunion, a large dark mosquito flapped its wings and flew into the night sky.
Jia Yan was leaving. He had completed everything in Shanghai.
Perhaps he should go and visit Ding Limeng, but for Jia Yan, the girl who had admired him and died for him was already in the past. Maybe, just like his school days, becoming a beautiful memory was the best choice...
He was going to pursue his own path, a path that would prolong his life and make him stronger!
Little did he know, as Jia Yan's large figure flew into the sky under the moonlight.
Xiao Lin, who was crying softly, happened to look up and saw the lonely figure of the large mosquito.
This mosquito was very similar to the one she saw in the Yu family's courtyard the day before yesterday...
Looking at this mosquito, Xiao Lin felt a familiar sensation rising in her heart again, but she didn't understand what this inexplicable familiarity was all about.
She only watched as the large mosquito flew slowly and disappeared completely into the night...
Farewell... Xiao Lin inexplicably said goodbye to the large mosquito in her heart.