The screeching sound of the brakes, the petite body being knocked away, blood, empty words, whimpering, wet face, the warmth of the palm touching the top of the head, the gentle body temperature, the gentle smile, the gentle words, the sadness
Smile, sad eyes... a pair of little hands that are so weak and powerless that it's sad.
Minato Chense was in a car accident seven years ago.
Chen Xiaofeng clearly remembered Chun Lai's screaming brakes behind him at that time.
There was some ominous premonition in my heart, so I quickly looked back. As a result, I saw...the petite body was knocked up and spinning feebly in mid-air.
At that time, Chen Xiaofeng's mind went blank and his breathing became extremely rapid.
He hurriedly ran back. Minato's head was bleeding heavily, and he was lying on the ground unable to move. He knew he had to take action quickly, but he could only stay there helplessly. Fear made his legs weak, except for
Apart from calling 'Minato' - his sister's name - there was nothing he could do.
Red blood, a motionless young body.
Chen Xiaofeng called Minato's name, and Minato just replied with swaying eyes. Maybe her consciousness was hazy, maybe she was not clear about her situation... She just called Chen Xiaofeng's name softly...
Minato only said these words before she lost consciousness and fell into a long-term coma. At the hospital where she was sent, the doctor also hinted that she might become a vegetative state.
Chen Xiaofeng couldn't stop the tears from filling his eyes.
Minato never woke up after that. Even if Chen Xiaofeng waited for a month or two, the situation showed no sign of improvement.
The only person left to pray to was God. But no matter how Chen Xiaofeng prayed, God did not respond to her.
Until one day, a cute little girl with long silver-white hair appeared in Chen Xiaofeng's sight.
"This is my first time in China, can you be my friend?"
The little girl's voice is very nice, but Chen Xiaofeng's mood at the moment is very bad because of Minato.
"roll!"
Chen Xiaofeng's tone was very irritable.
However, the girl's voice was unusually gentle: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
The girl's voice was like an angel, and Chen Xiaofeng's irritable mood calmed down.
Maybe not only his voice is like an angel, but also his appearance. Seven years ago, Chen Xiaofeng actually asked the little girl to fulfill his wish. If the little girl did it, Chen Xiaofeng would become her friend.
Chen Xiaofeng told the other party about his sister. The little girl just smiled tenderly and then went to Minato's ward with Chen Xiaofeng.
Finally, Minato woke up, but because he was still very weak, he could only stay in the hospital.
As the sun set, Chen Xiaofeng and the little silver-haired girl were walking in the park.
"By the way, my name is Chen Xiaofeng. What's your name? Who are you?" After the joy of Minato waking up, Chen Xiaofeng also regained his composure.
"My name is Kasugano Qiong, and I am a saint from the Cross Sect~"
"Where is the Cross Sect..." Qiong showed a sly smile, turned around, and put his hands on Chen Xiaofeng's shoulders.
"You, are you going to suck my blood?" Chen Xiaofeng has read many fantasy novels. There are stories of people who fulfill their wishes and then suck their blood.
"I won't suck your blood." Qiong smiled brightly and then leaned close to Chen Xiaofeng's ear.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"What about me...are we good friends now?" Qiong asked.
"Well..." Chen Xiaofeng nodded mechanically.
"Then, I will inject magic so that you will never forget my magic."
"Magic?" Chen Xiaofeng asked in confusion.
"Yes, magic." Qiong whispered into Chen Xiaofeng's ear, making Chen Xiaofeng's ears itch.
"I will inject magic into your body so that you will always remember me."
Chen Xiaofeng did not resist and allowed Qiong to bite his neck.
Perhaps because of pain or nervousness, Chen Xiaofeng held his hands tightly.
A strange feeling coursed through her body.
Although this feeling was strange, Chen Xiaofeng didn't hate it. From this moment on, Chen Xiaofeng decided that he would never forget this girl, because he was very happy when he was with this girl.
However, there will always be people to disturb the happy time.
He was chased by people from Academy City.
Chen Xiaofeng felt that this was completely inexplicable, and all he could do was hug each other and cry. Then, the young Shokuhou Misaki appeared...
"I don't want to forget..." Chen Xiaofeng cried and begged.
"Don't you want to forget the sad things? You are really a strange person."
"I promised Qiong that I would never forget her... I promised her that I would save her... So, don't, don't forget!"
"That's not okay. I don't like to see a crybaby!"
However, after hearing these words, Chen Xiaofeng's consciousness disappeared... Before that...
Qiong, I came back to save you...
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"Huh~ This is what happened between Qiong and I. This is why I am so persistent in saving her."
After returning to the hotel, Chen Xiaofeng said calmly to Ling Han, who was sitting in a chair and was helpless.
"Haha, it's really ironic. Academy City's psychic ability users can't touch the magic of the Saint of Qi."
"It's not that it has no impact. I really don't remember Qiong."
"But you still have this obsession in your heart, don't you?" Ling Han said lightly, his attitude was exactly the same as when they first met.
"Obsession? Don't you have such an obsession?" Chen Xiaofeng looked at Ling Han with deep meaning.
"Zhang Liufang, who is also a magician, does not reject science as much as you do. It can even be said to hate science, right? That little girl still relies on science in some aspects."
Ling Han didn't answer. The room with only two people seemed lonely.
"I don't think you are the kind of person who is eager for quick success. You wouldn't do it just to get the title of 'the best', right?"
Ling Han's expression changed.
"Can you tell me about that obsession in your heart?"
Ling Han remained silent, but Chen Xiaofeng did not urge him, but waited quietly. The dusk sun slanted in outside the window, and its lazy warmth shone on Chen Xiaofeng's face.
Ling Han took a deep breath.
"I've said it before, right? I hate science so much." Ling Han spoke slowly.
"Did you say that? Sorry, I don't remember."
"Well, it doesn't matter whether I've said it before or not. What's important is that I hate science... to be precise, people with abilities."