"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Luoyu Xiayang couldn't help but ask after seeing Luoyu Meilan's strange expression.
"...It's okay!" Luoyu Meilan smiled, "Are you tired from the journey? I asked the servant to clean up the room for you. Xia Yang, you should stay in your original room, and Tong's is next to you.
Now." As she said that, Luoyu Meilan smiled at Tong. She looked so amiable.
She is really like a good mother. Hitomi sneered in her heart. But Luoyu Meilan, do you really think I don’t know anything? The person who proposed to abandon Zhong Yansheng’s younger sister and daughter back then was you...
At this time, Luoyu Mianying, who had been standing aside for a long time without speaking, suddenly said: "Um...brother Xia Yang, and...Tong, if you don't mind, you can go to George's house with me at 4 o'clock tomorrow afternoon.
Do you want to go up for afternoon tea? He asked me to invite you. I told mommy that the family gathering can be postponed for one day."
"...Viscount George Emerson?" Luoyu Xiayang thought for a moment, then gave a faint smile. "Tong, what do you think?"
"I have no problem, I'll listen to you..." Hitomi stuck out her tongue playfully, and then followed the maid upstairs. Luoyu Xiayang smiled at Luoyu Mianying, "Okay." Then she followed.
The maid helped Hitomi put all the hot water into the jacuzzi, and then carefully told Hitomi how to change the water. Hitomi became impatient, but she still pretended to be ignorant and listened.
The maid finished talking and finally left. Hitomi took a bath towel and a bathrobe from the bedside table and walked into the bathroom.
Thick mist was steaming in the bathroom, and everything was blurred and indistinguishable. Hitomi wiped the mirror covered with a layer of water vapor with her hands, and then took off her clothes one by one in front of the mirror, perfect as a mountain.
The smooth and attractive body of a snow lotus appeared in the mirror. She did not tie up her hair with a towel, she took off her slippers directly, walked into the bathtub, and then slowly sank herself to the bottom of the water, and finally met the steaming hot water.
Water and milk compatible.
Her long, slightly curly flaxen hair spread and tangled in the water like water plants. Hitomi really felt sleepy and tired at this moment, and really wanted to fall asleep under the water.
But the revenge has not been completed yet, how can she sleep peacefully?
In a daze, Hitomi opened her eyes. The pressure of the water made her eyes hurt. Above her head was a piece of swaying water, and the strong warm yellow light of the bathroom heater reflected a sparkling golden light.
"Mom...it's almost time...I'm almost going to avenge you..." Hitomi murmured, but couldn't say anything. Bubbles popped up from her mouth one after another.
"Mom...why won't you answer me...don't you want me to help you get revenge..." Hitomi felt her eyes hurt more and more. She closed her eyes and suddenly felt as if tears were pouring out of her eyes.
Was it tears or hot water? She couldn't tell.
With a "swish" sound, Hitomi suddenly sat up from the bathtub, causing a wave of water.
"No... I am Shi Xue... a bloodthirsty king who exists for revenge. How can I be so weak?!!!"
Hitomi stood up in the bathtub, there was a splashing sound, and water droplets fell down along the skin that was like white jade. At this moment, Hitomi's hair was messy, her face was pale, and her thin lips were slightly pursed, as if she were a simple girl as blank as a sheet of paper.
However, she is Ji Xue, who lives with hatred, and lives for revenge.
Gently lift your legs out of the bathtub and put on your bathrobe, your movements are light and elegant.
It's already winter... It's not winter in London until December. Hitomi lowered her head and thought to herself, well... January 20th is still more than a month away.
"This time is enough."
Hitomi raised her head and smiled brightly.
Hatred, you have only two choices. One is to forget, the other is to remember. For Hitomi, it is equally difficult to achieve the former and the latter. But her innate character makes her aloof and arrogant, so
, Weak forgetfulness can only be trampled underfoot, but remembering hatred will make her a strong person. The weak will be trampled on, and the strong will taste the blood and tears of the weak. Hitomi has long understood all this.