Above the electric light, after a few seconds, only the ink-colored girl's afterimage remained in the sky.
Such power can only make her more hesitant and even less aware of what she is.
Her cold fingertips touched her even colder left eye, and she slowly took off her eye mask in front of her large mirror. Her fluorescent blue eyes looked even more confusing under the dim light.
The demon sitting on the side quietly sat on Mo Hen's shoulder without saying anything. Many times, the perception of the demon and Mo Hen is the same. They are not like ordinary guardian sweethearts and masters. Generally, the guardian sweethearts have their own personalities.
And they look exactly the same, and not only do they look exactly the same, they even think about the same things and have the same personality.
Mo Hen feels the same as Mo Hen at this moment. Even though she clearly knows that she is the guardian sweetheart, she can't help but feel confused because her master is confused.
Ellis, who turned into a cat, also nestled silently aside, quietly accompanying Mo Hen. From the moment he was brought back by Mo Hen, he felt that Mo Hen was different from ordinary people. Not only because of the heartbreaking story
Silence, but also because of the majesty radiating from her body and the powerful power she concealed. Now that he saw her sultry eyes, he was even more certain of this.
Mo Hen stared at the mirror in a daze for a while, then slowly put down the blindfold she held tightly in her hand, fell on the bed, and closed her eyes. She was used to taking off her blindfold when sleeping.
After tossing and turning every night, I was finally able to fall asleep. In my confusion, there seemed to be a voice that kept saying: "Don't be confused...although you are not a human being...but...your status is much more noble than that of a human being."
...You...can't be a monster..." There was still darkness in front of him, only this voice kept ringing, and even...somewhat warm.
From a certain corner in the room, a pair of dark green eyes flashed past.
Mo Hen finally opened her eyes and sat up. She touched her pale cheek with her fingers. There was an unchanging dead silence and a trace of doubt in her blue and ink eyes.
That thing just now... didn't seem to be a dream... I didn't know how many years I hadn't dreamed... that voice seemed to forcefully enter my head... with a sense of familiarity...
Whose voice is that?
Mo Hen sat like this in the darkness all night.
"Master, it's time to go to school. I have a feeling something interesting will happen today." The devil gave a perfect smile.
"Oh? Really... Then... let's go and have a look." Mo Hen also smiled.
In a black car outside the iron gate, a young lady sat in the driver's seat with a faint smile on her lips. She was Mo Hen's driver.
In fact, she is just an eighteen-year-old girl with a beautiful face.
She looked towards the villa, her smile becoming warmer and even a little helpless.
"What a troublesome sister." She spoke softly, with a little bit of pampering, and her dark green eyes were filled with pity.