Chapter 57

"Did Le Tong say that?" Ying Heng asked so naturally, as if he also knew Le Tong.

Tan Li turned her head and replied to him subconsciously, "No, how could Le Tong say that?"

"Didn't Le Tong say that my fate is in my own hands, and as long as I don't give up, I will definitely find a way out?"

"That's obviously what my sister said."

She answered so naturally, as if she was completely unaware that among the four people present, no one except her knew Le Tong and her sister.

Tong Jing was stunned.

Sister?

When did Tan Li have a sister?

Could it be Tan Xinman? Tan

Li was also stunned after she finished speaking.

Her eyes slowly, slowly drooped down...

"My sister said that," Ying Heng nodded in agreement, "Then I think my sister is right."

Tan Li's eyes paused and slowly raised.

There was no surprise in Ying Heng's eyes, as if he knew his sister. His eyes were calm and gentle. Tan Li felt that her eyes suddenly felt sour when she looked into his eyes.

"Yes," Tan Li smiled as if she was sighing, "Sometimes my sister has a lot of wise sayings."

Ying Heng laughed with her, "Young people these days see things much more clearly than us."

Tan Li, the elderly, disagreed. She pursed her lips, "Although my sister is only 18, I am not much older than her."

"Don't give me seniority points blindly."

This was the first time that Ying Heng saw Tan Li no longer act like she was very old.

Ying Heng's heart seemed to be tightly held by something, tight and bitter.

"Don't you know that these days, 3 years old means one generation difference," Ying Heng teased without changing his expression, "You are already 23, so if you round it up, you are 2 generations behind your sister."

Tan Li pouted in dissatisfaction and snorted.

She turned her head away, as if she had a quarrel with Ying Heng, and didn't look at Ying Heng.

...

Ying Heng stared at Tan Li's reflection on the car window quietly. His lips moved, closed, moved again, and closed again. For a long time, he didn't hesitate to come up with a result, whether to speak or not.

It was because Tan Li was so sad now that he felt that he couldn't say anything to comfort her easily.

It was because those light comforts were more like a reminder to him that the past could never be returned, so he felt that he couldn't let Tan Li have the same feeling.

Tan Li turned her head and stared out the window blankly. She had actually realized that there was something wrong with her conversation with Ying Heng.

Ying Heng did not know Le Tong, nor did he know his sister.

But Ying Heng was a smart man, and a smart man might always be able to easily find the flaws in others.

If it was Bing Huaer, he would use these flaws to kill her with one blow, but the gentleness in Ying Heng's bones made him choose to play a play with her.

But...

Tan Li's heart and mind seemed to be pulled by both sides.

On the one hand, he told her that the play was just a play.

The past is gone and will never come back.

Even if she is attached to people from the past, those people will never come back.

But on the other hand, it also told her that having someone to talk to her about the people and things in the past, even if those people and things were drowned in the ruins of the past, but she would still feel... happy while being sad.

Tan Li's throat was very sour.

After a long time, she opened her mouth with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Heng..."

"Thank you."

Tan Li was still looking out the window, but this time, the focus of her eyes was on Ying Heng's reflection in the car window glass.

**

When Tan Li returned home, Tan Xinman happened to be at home.

Tan Li casually said hello and went back to her room.

Tan Xinman looked at Tan Li's back as she walked upstairs and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong with her?" Tan Xinman stopped Tong Jing.

Tong Jing pursed her lips, a trace of bewilderment in her eyes.

Tan Li seemed to be fine all the time, as cold and lazy as usual, but there seemed to be something different.

"What's wrong?" Despite this, Tong Jing still held up her dignity, "The boss is very nice."

Although she was not familiar with Tan Xinman, Tong Jing had a prejudice against Tan Xinman as a fake daughter who had occupied the identity of Tan Li's real daughter for more than 20 years. Moreover, she had just learned about the miserable days that Tan Li had spent in the orphanage.

Therefore, Tong Jing's hostility towards Tan Xinman deepened, "Humph! Don't expect to find out about the boss from me!"

"I won't tell you anything!"

Tong Jing said, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Tan Xinman blinked and sighed helplessly, but in a moment, she regained her seriousness.

She looked up at the stairs, as if trying to see Tan Li's situation through the empty stairs.

Tan Xinman once minored in psychology in college. Of course, her purpose at the time was just to better understand or perceive the thoughts of opponents and partners in the business world, so as to make profits for the Tan family.

But since Tan Li returned to the Tan family, she has always felt that there is something strange about Tan Li.

There is a feeling of inconsistency between the appearance and the inside.

But at that time, the three people in the Tan family, including her, could hear Tan Li's inner voice. Although it was a little jumpy and childish, it was subtly consistent with the appearance she showed to the outside world.

Tan Xinman thought she was not good enough and had seen it wrong.

At one point, Tan Xinman secretly improved her knowledge of psychology and even contacted the psychology tutors and experts she met when she was studying abroad.

Until that night chat on the rooftop, when Tan Li told her to be herself, Tan Xinman thought she had finally seen a little bit of Tan Li's heart.

But...

today is different.

Although Tan Li still looked like she had no energy for anything today, Tan Xinman could feel that something deeper and heavier seemed to be grabbing Tan Li.

Tan Xinman couldn't help but lower her head in thought -

suddenly, Tan Xinman was stunned.

... Come to think of it, has she not listened to Tan Li's voice for a long time?

**

Tan Li didn't know what Tan Xinman was thinking. After she returned to the room, she did nothing and lay down on the bed.

The soft bed bounced back slightly because of her sudden fall.

If she wasn't wearing a tight fishtail skirt, Tan Li would even want to spread her legs wide.

She stared at the ceiling without blinking. Except for the slight rise and fall of her chest due to her breathing, only her pupils were trembling slightly.

It was unknown how long it took before Tan Li slowly climbed out of bed.

She looked at the game console in the room, "Otaku, I don't really like playing games that much."

"I'm also sick of 3D. I almost vomited after playing for a whole day last time."

"Look at you, isn't this kind of retirement wish exhausting?"

After complaining about the game console, she staggered into the cloakroom, "Le Tong, it sounds like fun to wear a different beautiful dress every day, but it's actually tiring to change into new clothes every day."

"And these jewels, do you know how heavy it is to wear so many?" Tan Li stretched out her hands covered with jewels and pouted in grievance.

"It's ok for the otaku to torture me, but why are you torturing me too?"

"But, to be honest, these things are still somewhat useful in suppressing the body's conditioned reflexes."

"It's better than nothing."

As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something and suddenly changed her tone, "Sister control, and what about you spending money as you please, what are you thinking about!"

"When money is so much that it becomes a string of numbers, do you know how difficult it is to think of ways to spend it?"

"You just said one sentence and my brain is broken!"

"I'm not Binghuaer, who has a good brain and can think of anything quickly..."

Tan Li might be tired of standing, and she rested her hand on the jewelry display cabinet in the middle of the cloakroom, "Sister is worthy of being a little couple with you, one of you is going crazy wanting to spend money, and the other is going crazy wanting to sleep."

"What a weird wish to sleep until you wake up naturally every day. For people like us, let alone sleeping until dawn, we can be considered to have slept soundly if we don't wake up at the slightest sound or light."

She spoke more and more smoothly, as if she wanted to say out loud what was buried deep in her heart. "So, Big Spoon, don't blame me for often skipping breakfast. I'm lucky enough to get up on time for lunch as my sister requested."

"But to be honest, there's nothing delicious in the real world. I haven't had a delicious meal since I came back."

"The wild vegetable soup you make is still better."

Tan Li slid down as if she couldn't hold on any longer and sat on the ground.

"Binghuaer, you said you wanted to go out more and travel around the world. It's not that I don't want to do it, I just haven't had the time yet."

The tears in her eyes fell down as if they couldn't bear the weight.

Tan Li seemed not to notice and continued to complain, "But you can't blame me for this. Tell me conscientiously, I am super generous to still remember your wish to retire."

"After all, the final battle..."

It stopped abruptly.

Tan Li's eyes became darker and darker, "... I looked for it, I looked all over the main god space, and asked every final winner in the main god space, and they all said..." "

There is no way."

"There is no way... There is no way... There is no way to revive at all..."

Her nose and throat were blocked, and breathing became a difficult thing for her.

Tan Li hugged her legs and curled up into a small ball.

"Haha," she chuckled with tears in her voice, "it seems that it was better for you to survive, Binghuaer."

"You will definitely live better than me."

There was no light in the room, and it was getting darker and darker.

Tan Li seemed to merge into the shadow of the darkness.

**

"Knock knock... knock knock..."

After an unknown amount of time, Tan Li heard a series of persistent knocks on the door.

She didn't want to pay attention at first, but the person outside the door didn't give up, so Tan Li couldn't help but slowly raise her head.

The stiff neck and body made a "clucking" sound. Although Tan Li had been keeping her eyes open, it wasn't until she raised her head that she realized that it was already dawn without her noticing.

The floor-to-ceiling window in the cloakroom was only covered with a light screen, which let in soft light, falling on the glass door of the closet and refracting colorful light.

Tan Li subconsciously raised her hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

Outside the door, Tan Xinman kept knocking on the door. If you didn't know, you might think she was playing a prank and didn't want Tan Li to have a quiet life.

Seeing that there was still no response from inside, Tan Xinman raised her hand again, and just as she was about to knock on the door -

the tightly closed door suddenly opened a crack.

As the crack became larger and larger, Tan Li's haggard face appeared behind the door.

"What's the matter?" Tan Li asked coldly.

Tan Xinman took a deep breath and said seriously, "Tan Li, I have something to say to you."