Bi Xie's muddled mind cleared up a bit, and he nodded firmly, "Mission."

"good."

As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar dizzying sensation washed over her. Bi Xie's vision went black, and she felt as if her body was rising and falling in the ocean. The feeling of weightlessness made her chest uncomfortable, and her brain felt dizzy, as if it had been filled with seawater.

Once the dizziness subsided, Bi Xie slowly opened his eyes.

It was very dark, but the moonlight streaming through the window prevented the environment from being so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Bi Xie's eyes were a little sore, and it seemed that some liquid had flowed out. He touched them and found that his face was covered in tears. His long, curled false eyelashes were also stuck together. He didn't know how long the original owner had been crying here, but his eyes seemed a little swollen.

My face hurts a bit and seems swollen.

"Ru Hua," Bi Xie called out, rubbing his aching forehead.

"Oh, I'm here. Does the host wish to transfer memories now?"

"Hmm," Bi Xie nodded, rubbing his hands as he stood up.

The sound of footsteps turned on the hallway lights, casting a small, shadowy figure in the orange glow.

The hallway reeked of cheap perfume. A black short-sleeved mesh top and a beige pencil skirt clung to the girl, giving her an air of maturity beyond her years.

Countless glowing fragments of memory flooded into his mind. About two hours later, Bi Xie finally let out a slight sigh, picked up Ah Li's backpack from the ground, glanced back at the closed door, and walked downstairs to the apartment building.

As soon as she left, a door on the side of the stairwell opened. The little boy craned his neck to look, then came out, peered down the stairwell for a while, and after confirming that the girl had left, he ran back to the living room, shouting, "Mom, Sister An is gone!"

A sigh escaped from the woman sitting on the living room sofa watching TV: "What a tragedy! They don't know how to cherish a child who isn't their own! Xuanxuan, close the door."

"Mom, why don't you let Sister An stay at our house? It's so late, what if Sister An runs into bad people? What if the bad people kidnap Sister An, break her legs, and make her a beggar?" The little boy remembered the threatening words his mother had said to him when she was teaching him, and his glass eyes were filled with fear.

Sister An is a very kind person; she even gives her candy.

"Sigh," the woman sighed again. How she wished she could let that poor little girl stay at her house for one night! But it was someone else's family matter. Thinking of An Xie's formidable aunt, the woman sighed and shook her head.

"Xuanxuan, go to sleep. You have school tomorrow. It's late, go to sleep now," the woman said, turning off the TV and leading the little boy into the bedroom.

"Mom, will Sister An come back?"

"Yes, your brother An Chen is still at home..."

"Sweetie, go to sleep, or Daddy will spank you next time he comes home..."

"Mom, when is Dad coming back? I haven't seen Dad in so long, I miss him."

"I'll be back for the New Year. Xuanxuan, study hard. When Dad comes back, he'll take Xuanxuan to the amusement park."

"...Yes, I will definitely get 100 points, Mom. If I get 100 points, can Dad stay home with us for a few more days?"

Their quiet conversation was blocked by the bedroom door.

The summer night breeze was cool and refreshing, carrying a hint of loneliness. It blew on my face, making my slightly swollen cheeks feel a little better.

The city's neon lights flickered on and off. Bi Xie held his backpack to his chest, covering the slightly slit V-neck, and walked aimlessly forward in the hazy night and clear night breeze.

On the steps of a street shop, several migrant workers sat. When they saw a pretty and delicate girl walking towards them in the night, their eyes lit up as they glanced over.

The girl had extremely fair skin, bright eyes and delicate features. Her long, black hair was tied into pigtails, her legs were straight and long, her waist was slender, and her curves under her bodycon skirt were alluring, making the migrant workers' mouths dry.

Someone called out with a malicious smile, "Little sister, where are you going so late? Why are you all alone?"

"Have you had dinner yet? Come on, let your brother take you to get something delicious!"

Several thin men stood up and approached the girl.

"Ugh! She really is a bitch, wearing such strong perfume, I can smell her slut from far away!" As they got closer, the girl's perfume became even stronger. One of them glanced at the girl's gesture of covering her chest and sneered.

Bi Xie lifted his eyelids, glanced at the group, and his cherry-red lips moved almost imperceptibly. "Get lost!"

The faces of the sleazy men turned rather ugly.

The sleazy guy who had been cursing earlier said "fuck" and was about to make a move when he was stopped by another man, who said, "How can you bring yourself to hurt such a pretty little girl?"

After saying that, the man chuckled and said, "Little sister, why are you so temperamental? Who bullied you? Tell us brothers, and we'll help you get revenge." As he spoke, his hand reached out and touched Bi Xie's waist.

"Click!"

Accompanied by the sound of a wrist bone shattering, the man's pig-like screams echoed through the night.

The men, driven by lust, were horrified by their companion's scream. They realized that their companion had watched too many adult films and was too weak, having been subdued by a young woman.

While secretly mocking and ridiculing her, the men didn't stop there. They reached out and grabbed Bi Xie's arms and waist, saying, "Little sister, don't struggle. We brothers won't do anything to you, we just want you to play with us..."

"Play? Sure!" The girl curled her lips, grabbed the wrist of the man who was leaning in from behind, and threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

What followed was a one-sided brawl.

The man's screams pierced the night, but it was already late at night, and screaming his lungs out was of no use!

Three minutes later, Bi Xie stepped onto the back of the wailing man, rested his elbows on his knees, tilted his head slightly, and a cryptic smile bloomed on his innocent face. "Having fun?"

The men on the ground were bruised and battered, looking utterly pathetic under the moonlight and streetlights. They clutched their wounds and begged for mercy, "This isn't fun, this isn't fun... Little sister, oh no, big brother, ancestor! We were wrong, please forgive us, don't hit us anymore."

If we keep fighting, someone will die.

"Ancestors?" Bi Xie sneered. "If your ancestors knew that their descendants were trash like you, they would probably wake up from their coffins in anger."

"Yes, yes, you're right, we're not human, we're not things!" The men cried, not daring to argue any further.

All I want is for this little devil, who's even more formidable than a man when he gets into a fight, to leave as soon as possible.

Bi Xie glanced around, walked up to the group of men, kicked one in the face, then kicked another, and said, "Give me the money, for compensation for emotional distress."