After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

The next week, Song Shengshi sorted out all his assets and donated part of them to children in mountainous areas.

There was still half a month left in the rental house, and Song Shengshi didn't want to see too many things inside. Song Shengshi gave Xu Mo the key to the rental house and asked Xu Mo to help deal with it.

Then we took the train to the South Island with our suitcases.

Song Shengshi heard from colleagues around him that there was a Taoist temple over there that enshrined a century-old peach tree, which was particularly spiritual.

He wanted to pray for his future life. He planned to throw away everything in the past and start over.

After today, Song Shengshi plans to quit his current job and travel around the world, working while traveling.

【hope everything is fine. ] Song Shengshi put his hands together on his chest and thought piously.

[If there is an afterlife, I hope I can live a little more freely. 】Song Shengshi's mind twitched, and he suddenly began to think about the next life.

[It would be great if I could live my life over again. No, if my father was still bankrupt at the beginning, then my parents would still quarrel and then...]

[It would be great if bankruptcy could be avoided in the first place...] The distant sky began to rumble.

[If I can win the lottery at that time, the winning money will not only cover the debt, but also be enough to buy a house. In this way, there will be no pressure in life at all. 】

Song Shengshi's mind wandered and he didn't notice that the thunder in the distance was getting louder and louder. The passers-by around him thought it was going to rain and quickened their pace to find shelter from the rain.

[Well, if I could do it all over again, I should be able to live a happy life. 】

Song Shengshi smiled and laughed at himself as to why he started to have random thoughts. Did he read too many novels?

Putting down his clasped hands, Song Shengshi, who noticed the sudden change in the weather, turned around and prepared to leave.

Suddenly there was a flash of white light, and Song Shengshi lost consciousness.

"Our news reported that a man was struck by lightning while praying at the Peach Blossom Temple in South Island and died on the spot. This warns people not to hide under the shade of trees during thunderstorms..."

Xu Mo turned off the TV news and felt mixed.

She received the news a few days ago, and she really felt that someone was playing a prank on her. How could such a big living person just disappear in such a ridiculous way?

Song Shengshi's funeral was hosted by Xu Mo, and few people came.

An IT guy wearing black-rimmed glasses said he was Song Shengshi’s college classmate and best friend.

He told some things about Song Shengshi's college days, which shocked Xu Mo that Song Shengshi had such a lively and funny side.

When the old classmate finally left, he looked back at Xu Mo and pushed up his glasses. The reflection of the lenses blocked his sight.

"Remember to deal with the things in Song Shengshi's rental house in time."

Only then did Xu Mo remember what Song Shengshi had told her, and a little curiosity arose in her heart.

What was in that rental house that Song Shengshi kept people from entering all year round? Why did this person know about it and reminded her to get rid of the things inside.

Xu Mo had goosebumps all over his body when he opened the door of the mysterious rental house with the key given by Song Shengshi.

Every empty wall in the living room, kitchen, toilet, bedroom, and even objects, as long as they can be pasted, are covered with various photos of a man from different angles.

When they came to Song Shengshi's room, there was a huge whiteboard on the middle wall, which was also covered with photos, as well as marks and timelines made with markers.

From the words above, Xu Mo knew that this man was Wang Mu, the man who raped Song Shengshi's sister Song Qingyue and made a video to force her to commit suicide.

Xu Mo's heart was trembling. She didn't know what kind of undercurrent of hatred was hidden under Song Shengshi's plain appearance.

There was an old letter on the bedside table. Xu Mo opened it and found a suicide note with blood stains on it. The blood stains had turned into black marks and the handwriting was slowly blurring.

In addition to these, there are many new and old blood fingerprints densely scattered on it. Some of them look old and dark in color; some of them look brighter, as if they were just printed a few days ago.

Xu Mo thought of the wound on Song Shengshi's thumb that had not healed for many years.

Song Shengshi has been punishing himself with his sister's suicide note.

Shakingly, he packed up the things in the room, tore out nearly a thousand photos and put them in a box, erasing the writing on the whiteboard.

Finally, he found an open space, threw a fire in and burned it.

Xu Mo bit his nails nervously and watched the black ash blown by the wind drifting into the distance.

[Duoduo, that uncle Shengshi who has been playing with you is a perverted finger-severing stalker...]