Xia Zhichun went to the kitchen to heat up the food.
Jiumei Luolan and Mu Yixian were still sitting quietly, one with his head lowered in thought, while the other had fallen into a swamp of sadness and hatred.
"Xiao Xian'er, for the sake of your parents, you made the Fire-provoking Witch disappear. Has Xiao Xian'er ever thought about the true wish of Mu's father and Mu's mother to make the Fire-provoking Witch disappear? Do they really like the current Xiao Xian'er?
"Jiumei Luolan smiled softly, her tone did not sound like she was trying to persuade.
It's chaos, everything is going to be chaos, Mu Yixian lowered his head. As soon as he closed his eyes, his father's hands stained with blood appeared in his mind, and he thought of his mother's pale face. He opened his eyes suddenly, and his forehead was wet.
.
Jiumei Luolan saw some sweat on Mu Yixian's forehead and frowned slightly. Xiao Xian'er, why do you force yourself to think about that? "When Mu's father left, he said that he believed in your ability and talent. Xiao Xian'er,
Have you ever analyzed this sentence carefully? I think that Father Mu knew the ability and talent of the Fire Witch, so he left with such peace of mind, and that's why he left so peacefully."
After listening to Jiumei's words, Mu Yixian's brain instantly entered a state of paralysis. Hatred? Death? The Mu Yixian of the past, the Mu Yixian of the present. Who...is...who? Which one is me?
"The food is here~~~" Xia Zhichun ran over with plates of fragrant food.
Mu Yixian raised her head. She looked at Jiumei, who had a beautiful smile. She then looked at Zhichun, who was always so optimistic.
"Zhichun, eat it secretly!" Mu Yixian picked up the chopsticks and tapped one of the plates.
With his index finger pressed on his lower lip, Xia Zhichun looked like a frightened bird. "That...that...Lanlan..." With innocent eyes, he asked Jiumei Luolan for help. "I swear, I
I only ate a small piece, a little bit." Use your fingers to indicate the size.
"Okay, eat quickly, or the food will get cold again!"
Finally, the three girls used their chopsticks. However, this was the least they had eaten. There was only a pile of food left. There were classes tomorrow, so they all went upstairs to sleep.
The dark night is beautiful. The bright moon makes the night sky even more beautiful.
‘Click’ Jiumei Luolan’s room door opened, and she walked to Mu Yixian’s door.
He knocked gently on the door. Then he knelt down and stuffed a white note in his hand through the crack of the door.
"who?"
Mu Yixian had been awake until she heard a knock on the door. She got up and opened the door, only to find that there was no one at the door. When she was confused, her eyes caught a glimpse of the white note on the ground. She bent down and picked it up.
After reading the words on the note, Mu Yixian's hands were trembling. Not only were her hands trembling, but her heart was also trembling. She closed the door and curled up on the bed, still holding the note in her hand. Her head hurt.
Her heart ached so much, and how could she let go of the blood feud. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil, and she couldn't see clearly what was right and what was wrong.
Put the note under the pillow. Take a deep breath. The words on the note sound: Hatred hurts the heart, hatred harms the heart. Parents in the world, who wants to let their children be immersed in hatred?
She knew that these words must have been left by Jiumei. Ye Lieyi, was he innocent? Thinking of that night in the warehouse, in the darkness, he gave her another kind of warmth. She, she could really kill him.
Is it true that bystanders only know better? Is it possible that I have been deeply immersed in hatred without even realizing it...
The sun shines through the beige curtains into the room, and the warm soft light gently shines on Mu Yixian's skin.
Opening her eyes, she got up tiredly... She thought about it all night, suffered all night long, and struggled all night long. She thought clearly and understood...