In her past life, Ji Xiaoxiao was a part-time assassin and a full-time shut-in. One day, with god-like skill, she was run over by a car and inexplicably transmigrated. After transmigrating, everyth...
Mo Chenggui's words revealed a sense of resignation and submission, a feeling that "my fate is not in my own hands." He did not wallow in self-pity or become despondent; instead, he accepted it with neither arrogance nor servility. Since he could not defy fate, why not enjoy the rest of his days?
Whether you pray to gods or defy fate, what's meant to happen will happen.
"Xiaoxiao, let go of her hand!" Seeing Ji Xiaoxiao stubbornly gripping the scalpel tightly, with less and less blood flowing from her hand, Mo Chenggui felt a pang of heartache.
"I won't let go." Ji Xiaoxiao was a woman of few words, but those two words revealed her resolute determination.
Mo Chenggui raised his hand and found that his hands and feet were still bound. Like a fish in a pond or a bird in a cage, unable to embrace the girl he loved most one last time, Mo Chenggui's doting expression showed a hint of dejection. Such anxiety and uncertainty are only human nature.
"Xiaoxiao, my death is the best thing for me. At least I won't have to endure the torture those researchers inflict on me anymore. Besides, this is a promise between Mo Shoucheng and me. If you are safe and sound, I will return willingly. Mo Chenggui and I were originally the same soul, but for some reason, we were split into two parts, good and evil. I am purely good, and Mo Shoucheng is the most evil. I, who am pure and good, do not have a complete soul, I am not a complete individual, so Xiaoxiao... my love for you is not pure enough. Can you forgive me?" Mo Chenggui spoke with deep affection, each word filled with profound love, like an airtight cage enveloping Ji Xiaoxiao.
Ji Xiaoxiao was inexplicably confessed to by Mo Chenggui, her face flushed, her heart pounded, and she was flustered and at a loss for what to do. The situation was new, and she was unsure how to react or what to say.
After a while, Ji Xiaoxiao said sadly, "You can't find me."
I let go of your hand.
Mo Shoucheng glanced meaningfully at Ji Xiaoxiao, then with a sharp scalpel, he plunged it steadily into Mo Chenggui's temple. The force increased, and the scalpel disappeared into Mo Chenggui's body, dark red blood seeping down the back of his head and onto the small bed. Time passed in a flash, and the white sheets were stained with death.
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't get to wait for Mo Chenggui and Mo Shoucheng to successfully merge into one before her soul disappeared and returned to the dark space. The space was as dark as ever, with a dazzling golden dragon pillar building in the distance, inside which sat an adult shrouded in black mist.
"Ji Xiaoxiao, you have disappointed me this time." The adult reached out and grabbed at the air, and Ji Xiaoxiao, who was a hundred meters away, crossed time and space and stood blankly outside the golden pillar.
Mo Chenggui's heartfelt confession left Ji Xiaoxiao's mind in a state of confusion and unease for a long time. Only after the adult coldly snorted repeatedly did Ji Xiaoxiao belatedly realize what was happening.
"My lord, what are you saying?" Ji Xiaoxiao, oblivious to the fact that she was adding fuel to the fire, said.
The adult's emotions spilled out, and in his anger, his imposing aura suddenly appeared, like a tangible Mount Tai pressing down on Ji Xiaoxiao, who was knocked to the ground with a thud.
"Ji Xiaoxiao, although you succeeded in this mission, it was only barely satisfactory." The adult was furious, and his words were full of disdain for Ji Xiaoxiao.
Ji Xiaoxiao lay on the black soil, enduring immense pressure and the wrath of the adults. The fleeting feelings of love that Mo Chenggui had stirred in her heart vanished like a fleeting moment.
"Nothing is more important than life," Ji Xiaoxiao said hurriedly and in a panic, "No, sir, it's just that many unexpected things happened during this mission..."
"Shut up!" the adult roared, and the dark space fell silent.
Ji Xiaoxiao kept her mouth tightly shut, but inwardly she thought to herself, "The mission wasn't completed satisfactorily, and it wasn't my choice. There was a problem with the memory reception, and I don't have the supernatural power to know five hundred years into the past and five hundred years into the future, so of course I could only guess at the original owner's wishes. In the end, it's all Mo Chenggui's fault for hiding his thoughts too deeply. Yes, that's right, it's all Mo Chenggui's fault."
"Don't blame your mistakes on others. Ji Xiaoxiao, even now, can't you recognize your own shortcomings and errors?" The adult was all-knowing, and Ji Xiaoxiao's inner thoughts were clearly overheard.
"But, it's clearly a mission, sir..." Ji Xiaoxiao knew she was wrong, but she couldn't bear all the blame for the merits and demerits!
"Ji Xiaoxiao, I don't want to hear any of your excuses. Since your mission was less than ideal, the reward you mentioned last time is confiscated. You can leave now!"
The adult waved his hand in a panic, but Ji Xiaoxiao could not be found in the dark space.
When Ji Xiaoxiao's senses returned, a silvery laugh reached her ears, but in her mind came the Master's heartfelt words: "Ji Xiaoxiao, you must remember, you are on a mission, so you are a member of the mortal world. You are an outsider, yet you are not an outsider."
Ji Xiaoxiao suffered many hardships in her childhood. In order to have a better life, she was a woman of many faces. She spoke out for justice, she flattered others, she was willing to die for justice, she compromised, she was upright and incorruptible, and she spoke ill of others. Her only principle was to rely on herself, not on others or fate.
As a human being, as long as one's conscience is not completely extinguished, one cannot endlessly bear the pressure of morality. Therefore, to ease her conscience, Ji Xiaoxiao shifted all the blame onto others. She was not wrong.
The adults seemed strict, but they were actually doing it for her own good, and Ji Xiaoxiao knew it perfectly well. They just wanted her to be empathetic and not to make wild guesses based on her own feelings. She wasn't stupid or naive.
However, due to years of habit, while feeling deeply comforted, Ji Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and fidgeted, her heart pounding wildly. She gently patted her flushed cheeks, and without thinking, a slight smile appeared on her lips.
"Senior sister, senior sister, what's wrong? Is nothing wrong?" The girl asked through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with a deep, dark light. She blinked, her gaze clear and bright.
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