This was the first big news that the woman in white delivered to Xia He.
Xia He glanced at the cold face of the woman in white, but was extremely shocked. Is she as old as herself?
But looking at her indifference and calmness, how does she look like the temperament that a twenty-year-old girl should have?
They are orphans now.
Because their mother died. Their father also died a few years ago.
This is the second piece of news that the woman in white threw to Xia He.
Is that gentle, elegant and handsome man in the photo really his father?
But I never saw him, so we parted forever?
Xia He's eye circles were slightly red, and he couldn't help himself.
If it weren't for Huo'er, you would have died at least ten times.
This was the third message thrown to her by the woman in white. It also explained that her current situation was extremely dangerous.
"Why do they want to kill me? Who am I?" Xia He looked at the woman blankly, hoping that she could give him an answer.
Under the street lamp, these two equally tall and equally beautiful women stood looking at each other. The orange light swayed on their beautiful cheeks, like figures in a painting.
She is full of classical beauty. She is cold and independent. She is gentle and compassionate.
These twin sisters came out of the same mother's womb, but due to different living environments, they have completely different personalities. One is gentle and kind, and the other is cold-blooded and ruthless.
"You are my father's successor. When you die, no one will inherit what your father left behind." The woman in white said calmly.
"Heir? What to inherit?" Xia He asked.
"You will know when you should know." The woman in white said coldly.
Xia He was choked by this twin sister he had never met before, and suddenly asked: "What about you? What are you doing in Baicheng?"
"Take this thing." Xia Wushuang took out a list. He shook it open and glanced at it. After memorizing it, he rubbed it with his hands and the list instantly turned into pieces.
"Is it important?" Xia He asked softly. "Is it more important than life?"
The woman gave her a cold look and did not answer.
"When you come back this time, will you leave again?" Xia He asked hesitantly.
Faced with this woman who looked very similar to him, Xia He couldn't explain his feelings. But they were twin sisters. They were biological sisters with the same blood. No matter how cold she was to him, Xia He would not
I hope something will happen to her. I hope I can live with this sister I met for the first time.
"Yes." The woman in white said calmly.
"When?" Xia He asked softly, his body trembling slightly.
"tomorrow."
"Can't you stay a few more days?" Xia He asked weakly.
The woman in white remained silent and stopped answering Xia He's questions.
"Then will there be another chance for us to meet in the future?" Xia He held the corner of his clothes tightly with his palms.
In front of her classmates, she is a gentle and considerate big sister. But in front of this cold and ruthless woman, she is like a child who has done something wrong. She is afraid of being scolded.
"Yes." The woman in white replied calmly.
"That--"
"Yo——"
As soon as Xia He opened his mouth, there was a strange scream behind him. Suddenly he turned around and saw several arrogant men striding over with either their arms in plaster or their heads bandaged with gauze.
Each of them was holding a cigarette, looking like a complete gangster.
A frivolous young man noticed the faces of the two of them, his eyes widened and he exclaimed: "Such beautiful twins are really rare. How about going for a drink with my brother? Keeping them will make you happy!"
As he spoke, he put a hand on Xia He's shoulder.
It’s no wonder that this guy is so impatient. It’s not difficult to see similar-looking twins these days. But it’s very difficult to find a pair of sisters who are very similar and very beautiful. Now that I met a pair, this one just drank
The buddy who started the trouble couldn't help but join in and take advantage.
Wow!
Before his palm could reach in, he felt a white light flash before his eyes. The next second, he found that the palm he was about to hold around the woman was gone.
That's right. Gone!
Blood spurted out from his wrist. But the palm that had been with him for nearly thirty years fell to the ground!
"ah--"
The man screamed and rolled on the ground in severe pain.
The other young men didn't even see how the cold woman in white took action. Their brothers' palms were cut off. The smell of blood filled their nostrils for a moment.
Panic spread in an instant. First, he was frightened by the woman's spicy methods. Second, he was frightened by the still squirming palm.
Xia He was shocked.
Looking at his sister in disbelief——
"Get out." The woman in white uttered one word coldly. Her cold eyes glanced at the young men. The latter hurriedly picked up the injured companion and returned to the hospital where they had just come out.
"They are just bad, but they won't cut off their hands -" Xia He, who had lived in ordinary circumstances for twenty years, could not accept the behavior of this indifferent sister.
If the other party wanted to kill her, then it is understandable to kill Xia He in self-defense.
But she——
"It's not your turn to teach me what I do." The woman in white took back the white silk and said coldly.
Wait until the other party has murderous intentions before striking back?
Do you wait until the other person wants to kill you before killing you?
Sorry. That's not Xia Wushuang's way of life. If you use Xia He's thinking to survive in her world, you will be dead on the street within three days.
Seeing that the woman was silent, Xia He pursed his lips, not knowing how to speak.
She suddenly felt that it was extremely difficult to get along with the woman in front of her.
The way of life is different. The world view is different. Even what you see with your eyes and what you think in your heart cannot communicate with each other. Xia He smiled sadly, pulled the hair around his ears and said, "Can I stay in Baicheng for a week?
?”
The woman in white didn't like to repeat her words twice. She had already made it clear that she would leave tomorrow.
"We haven't seen each other for twenty years. Let me cook you two meals and wash your clothes twice. Okay?" Xia He looked at the woman with a hint of pleading.
The woman in white glanced at her, turned and walked towards the hospital: "Huo Ling. Send her home."
"Yes, master!"
Under the shade of the trees, the newly bandaged fire suddenly jumped out.
Xia He wanted to ask the woman if she agreed, but was pulled back by Huo'er: "Sister Xia, the master has promised you. She will stay."
"Really?" Xia He turned back and looked at Huo'er.
"I have lived with the master for ten years." A sweet smile appeared on Huo'er's porcelain face. "Except for Uncle Xia, I know the master best in the world."
Xia He was startled, then gently held Huo'er's hand and said softly: "Huo'er, go home and tell Sister Xia more about her, okay?"
"If Sister Xia doesn't blame me for lying to you -" Huo'er stuffed a green apple-flavored lollipop into his mouth. "I can think about it."
Xia He rubbed the palm of Huo'er's hand and said softly: "You do so many things for Sister Xia's good. How could Sister Xia blame you?"
"Hehe. Sister Xia is so kind." Huo'er held Xia He's arm and said in a sweet voice, "Let's go home!"
…
There is a custom in China to test children's temperament and future development: grasping the week.
Generally, families will place books, abacus, coins, toys and other items in front of a one-year-old child. What the child chooses will prove which path he will choose in the future. Of course, this is a rather superstitious activity. There is no practical reason.
It has scientific significance, but it will have a certain impact on children to some extent.
The Xia sisters experienced Zhuzhou during the full moon.
There were not many things in front of them, just two things: a dagger and a book. Xia He, who chose the book, stayed in Baicheng. Xia Wushuang, who chose the dagger, was taken away by the late boss Xia. It unfolded for twenty years
years of turbulent life.
In fact, how can a one-month-old child have the ability to choose for himself? It seems that they are given the right to choose, but in fact they are resigned to fate.
In the past twenty years, Xia He has lived a life with only his mother. The woman in white has also lived a life with only her father. Due to different choices, they took two completely different paths. Xia He became a famous figure on campus, and Xia Wushuang became a famous figure.
Everyone is afraid of the Queen of Darkness. Is this completely different life an arrangement of fate or a choice of oneself?
The woman in white was walking in the quiet corridor of the hospital. The ward at the end was where Chu He was recuperating. She walked to the door and gently opened the door.
The handsome man on the bed closed his eyes and rested. Under the straight bridge of his nose, his beautiful thin lips were lightly pursed. It was as if he could not free his mind while sleeping.
The woman took out the bone sword and put it gently into the white quilt. Then she stood up and looked at the man on the bed quietly with her cold eyes.
As if he was thinking about something, a subtle wave appeared in his cold eyes. His picturesque Emei frowned slightly.
With Chu He's strength, even if he faced the powerful God of Killing alone, he could face it calmly. He would not be injured so badly. It was precisely because of his insistence that he was trapped by the man in black robe in order to rescue him.
Only when you keep yourself safe will the gun always take advantage of it and pierce your body with one shot.
After some contemplation, the woman in white looked up gently and murmured: "Why save me? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?"
