Chapter four hundred and twenty-ninth: The long circuit
Has Miyin’s wish come true?”
Amiao asked this, tilting her head slightly. She probably really wanted to know the answer. Maybe it was an answer that even a magic weapon couldn't deliver, or maybe Miyin didn't know how to answer. She didn't even know what her wish was.
. She wanted to nod, but also wanted to shake her head. She seemed to feel that all her wishes had not been realized, but they had been realized in a certain sense.
"Don't you remember?"
Miyin did not answer. However, the original wish was indeed too far away for her to recall even a trace. This should be related to the spell of Liangtongue. It diluted, covered, and distorted too many precious things that belonged to her.
Things. But we can't blame her entirely. In other words, what's the use of complaining.
"You wanted to live. Later, you wanted me to live with you."
It spoke for her.
Xue Miyin suddenly coughed violently.
She was so uncomfortable that in order to prevent the tears from flowing, she held her chest tightly and pinched her throat. She was extremely sad, but she tasted a hint of sweetness in it. There was pain in the left chest, probably where her heart was -
So can monsters also feel heartache? She hasn't felt like this for a long time.
She thought her heart was dead.
"Stop blaming yourself." Amiao said.
"I have spent my whole life blaming others..."
Right now, I should be blaming myself.
She struggled to say these words. In fact, she knew that even if she didn't say anything, Amiao would be able to sense her meaning through this magical amber. It is this kind of thing that can not only establish silent communication between the same clan, but even
It can bring communication across races. The ancestors of the Tengu clan concluded long contracts through such things.
Miyin just felt that only by saying these words could he really leave a mark.
"Is Miyin still blaming herself?"
"I can't help it! I, I think she must regret saving me at that time!" Miyin said loudly, "Me too, I wish she had never saved me! But -"
She couldn't even admit to Mr. Shuangyue that she had killed someone when she was young. The kind-hearted Mr. Shuangyue always thought that she just had to eat the flesh of a dead person. She didn't dare to admit it because she was afraid that she would be convicted. So.
, her once fanatical admiration and adoration for Lord Shuangyue contained the meaning of atonement.
Only she dared to admit these things now - only she dared to admit them in front of Amiao.
"Miyin is actually very gentle. She must be afraid of scaring Shigetsuki-kun."
"No, I know very well, I'm just afraid that she will abandon me!"
"If Shuoyue-kun doesn't care? Miyin just lives and works very hard."
Xue Miyin was speechless.
"Miyin survived, and so did Amiao."
The fluffy kitten came around her knees. It looked clean and fluffy, completely different from the first time they met. But she herself was still gray and gray, her injuries had not yet fully recovered, and her clothes were in tatters - which was not the case.
It was consistent with her at that time, even her face was so haggard. The closer it got, the more scared she became. She really didn't dare to reach out, she just thought that if she touched it, it would be light and fluffy, and it would feel like clouds, and it would dissipate as soon as she touched it.
.
It added: "How I wish you happiness."
The plain and emotionless information flowed into her mind, but it was like a heavy hammer. She shook her shoulders silently, tears dripping. Under the quiet and depressed body, crazy emotions surged like thunder. Her throat, nasal cavity
, eyes, uncontrollable soreness eroded her, spreading pain in places that could not be scratched. Looking back on this short life, whether as a human or as a monster, there was really no time that could be truly called "happiness".
But...there are clearly some moments that are worth remembering to this day. The owner of the place where she stayed suddenly remembered to buy herself a new dress. The night before, she dreamed about Shuangyue Lord. She came to see her the next day and ate a piece of her lip.
The fragrance remains, unforgettable and never seen again
Snacks... Also, every time she was down, Amiao was with her. She couldn't even remember the trivial reasons that made her feel depressed. She only remembered that she didn't have to say anything, it was like something
They all looked at her quietly and stayed with her.
A three-flowered male cat is the dream pet of many wealthy people. But those loves are mostly utilitarian. They just want to show off, and they don’t really like them. What they like is just other people’s possessions.
They are envious, not the cat itself. Even if they are nice to the cat, they are only treating their own vanity.
It's just a matter of pride. Ordinary cats must be indifferent - as long as they have a stutter, they will be treated the same no matter which family they live in - the richer the family, the more rats they will have. Unlike dogs, they are born with
Arrogance will not make them beg for mercy. Cats are good at catching mice. With this skill, they can live anywhere.
Miyin will never be like those wealthy people, let alone those who regard it as a cash cow. For her, no matter what color or appearance Amiao is, it is her unique treasure.
Also her friend.
Is it her only friend? Maybe not, she still knows some people... some silly people. They, or at least one of the girls among them, once called herself a friend. But whether it is true or not, that is
It was just one-sided, and she seemed to have never really recognized it like this - now it seems that she feels that she is really unworthy.
The mood before and after was so different...and where did the turning point begin? She didn't know who to ask.
Is it her first friend? No. The first friend should be the girl whose last name she doesn't even know. Amiao's name is the shadow of her name. But since when did that girl no longer know her last name?
Being able to be called a "friend", she could probably still remember this time point. But she couldn't think about it deeply. It seemed that without thinking for a while, she just slapped her stupid self hard in the past.
A blasphemy against Mr. Shuoyue's correct judgment.
But it must be my last friend.
No one had ever said such a thing to her at any time.
How I hope you can be happy.
Many people took care of her out of Shuangyue-kun's kindness, and Shuangyue-kun also hoped that she could live a good life. The boy who gave him the string pick also said that he hoped she would smile more. But then
So what? No one told her what constituted a good life; no one asked her whether she wanted to laugh or not. It seemed that everyone only cared about her performance.
As long as she looks good enough and happy enough, she will not interfere or investigate. Miyin has always been a straightforward person. She doesn't like unnecessary performances and never forces herself to do things she doesn't like. She doesn't
She knew that those people didn't have any evil intentions, and they sincerely hoped that she would stop being depressed all day long. But to be honest, she couldn't sense any of this.
Only Amiao, a fluffy cat demon, could say such words to her. More importantly, it was not by "speaking" but by the most intuitive "conveying" and sincerely "infecting" her.
Sour, yet sweet.
It turns out that I want to be happy.
"I don't know," she choked out, "I don't know what happiness is. I have never asked for such a thing. It, it sounds beautiful - but I can't see it, and I can't grasp it. I
I just know that when I have you by my side, I can survive a lot of things - in the past, until I left you behind
.I thought I lacked parents to love me and friends to take care of me. I thought I wanted attention, money, power, and happiness... I thought I had many things, but they were all empty, invisible and intangible.
Even if they fall into my hands, I will try my best to catch them, but I won’t catch anything..."
It turns out that I want to be happy!
"I can never get it again!" She cried hoarsely, "What else should I do! I have come to this day... I am not innocent, but I will not plead guilty. Everything good and bad is...
I should. But I still... What else can I do, what else can I do for you! Now you tell me... I have never asked you what you want. I have become a monster, and so have you.
I should be able to do something for my—my friend."
"..."
Amiao was lying there, motionless, like a doll. But her eyes, which were staring directly at her, were clearly so agile under the firelight.
"That's right." A voice appeared again in his mind that had been quiet for a long time, "A Miao also has her own wishes that she wants to realize. Miyin, can you... help me?"
"What do you want to do?" Miyin straightened up, "I can help you with anything!"
"actually……"
"actually?"
actually--
Actually, if, what if.
The moment she stopped breathing, shouldn't Amiao live again?
Amiao's long-standing wish is actually to be reincarnated peacefully and peacefully?
There are no worldly disputes, no ties in the world of mortals, and with a longing that is neither light nor heavy, I throw myself into the torrent of reincarnation. The moment I learned of such an intention, a strong dizziness almost split Miyin's heart.
head.
It was my own wishful thinking that ultimately harmed it, causing it to gather dust in the mortal world, depriving it of its freedom, and making it bear the choices of right and wrong, good and evil, and black and white that it should not have to bear.
Only now has the evil angel of Qiyu fully realized how selfish she was when she was a human. She knew very well that she was so mean to everyone. But she has always been known as being friendly to animals.
She thought of herself, but never asked this little creature for her opinion. Just like in the beginning, she was just minding her own business and acquiescing to her own wishes as the other person's.
All the long-term persistence is just willfulness.
Then, she forgot how Amiao left and how the shamisen was dumped into the fire. From the beginning to the end, Miyin seemed to have never touched it again, as if the dead thing had its own will - to
Ah, it exists, always has.
The shamisen placed in the fire was burned to ashes, and then the entire abandoned village was engulfed by the gradually expanding fire. The crackling sound of burning pierced her soul. The evil messenger of Qiyu couldn't even remember how she got there step by step.
, step by step towards the distance.
Behind you is the warm flame, and in front of you is the rising sun.
She wandered between the cracks of light, suffocating.
From now on, there is no more name for Qiyu in the world.
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