When Xia Wan regained consciousness, she had transformed into a little girl of about eight years old.
Wearing a thin dress, she was soaked to the bone by the pouring rain.
The electronic sounds in my ears became clearer and clearer.
[Host...do you want to save him? The female lead has run away, are you going to save him?]
Xia Wan saw a small figure running up and down in the rain.
It was a little girl.
She looked to be about seven or eight years old.
That's... Xia Zhizhi?
That little head peeking out from under her feet is... Cui Ziqi!
My thoughts are becoming increasingly chaotic.
She instinctively took a step back.
The little boy finally turned his head and looked into her slightly frightened eyes.
Xia Wan got a clear look at the little boy's face.
She's a smaller version of Cui Ziqi.
Not only that, she also clearly saw the death wish in Cui Ziqi's empty eyes.
The electronic voice in my head continued to clamor.
[Host, host, should we save him? Should we save him?]
'Help! Why aren't you helping!'
Without thinking, Xia Wan ran forward and began to dig at the dirt next to the head.
The little boy looked at her expressionlessly. "I don't need your kindness."
Her tone was cold; she was already unlikable at such a young age.
Xia Wan flicked him on the forehead.
"Why are you so discouraged at such a young age?"
"You want to live, right? Are you comfortable being planted in the ground like a radish? I'll pull you out of there, and then you can go and get revenge on the people who bullied you. You should live for your own pleasure."
Xia Wan muttered to herself as she dug in the soil.
Xiao Cui Ziqi didn't say anything, just kept staring at her face.
Xiao Cui Ziqi was buried very deep. Xiao Xia Wan dug for a long time until all ten of her fingers were covered in blood before she finally pulled her out.
Xiao Cui Ziqi's body became numb after being buried for so long.
Xia Wan carried him on her back, walking down the mountain step by step.
"But even if you're seeking revenge, you must know your limits. Don't kill anyone; it's illegal!"
"You're not a bad kid, you're a very, very good person. You have to live a good life, okay?"
"..."
Xia Wan didn't know why she said those words; they seemed to have slipped out unconsciously.
When she carried him down to the foot of the mountain, panting, Cui Ziqi had already fallen asleep on her shoulder.
She took the person to the hospital, called the orphanage director, and then left.
As she left the ward, she subconsciously glanced at the pale little boy on the hospital bed.
Xiao Cui Ziqi weakly opened her eyes and seemed to look in her direction.
She walked straight out of the hospital, watching the large raindrops pelt the ground.
In a daze, she realized that she shouldn't be here.
This is not her world.
This is the world of novels.
The person who saved Cui Ziqi shouldn't have been her; it should have been Xia Zhizhi.
A throbbing pain shot through my head.
She crouched down, cradling her head in her hands, the electronic voice in her head still echoing:
[The host has modified the male supporting character's plot, causing a bug in the book's world. If needed in the future, the host must return to fix the bug.]
Xia Wan realized this too late.
This was not the electronic voice from her system.
The world begins to blur and turn upside down.
Xia Wan clutched her increasingly painful head, her consciousness gradually fading away.
"Wanwan? Wanwan..."
Xia Wan's head felt heavy, and her eyelids felt even heavier.
In her dazed state, she heard Cui Ziqi's voice, and the first thing that came to her mind was Jiang Na's legs covered in blood, as well as those bloody photos.
She was startled and immediately opened her eyes and sat up.
"Wanwan, you're awake?"
Cui Ziqi sat by the hospital bed, looking at Xia Wan with eyes full of surprise.
Xia Wan met his slightly bloodshot eyes and subconsciously shrank back, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes.
Cui Ziqi's smile froze, and his eyes darkened.
Before he could speak, Xia Wanfu rushed over and hugged him again.
She hugged him tightly, buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, and her voice trembled slightly.
"Ziqi, please don't kill anyone, okay? You shouldn't be like this, you shouldn't be like this..."
She no longer had a fever, but her body temperature was still burning hot.
The bloodshot look in Cui Ziqi's eyes gradually faded.
He hugged Xia Wan back, gently patting her back with his large hand.
"As long as you don't think about leaving me, I'll stay the same as before."
The implication is that if Xia Wan insists on leaving, he might become someone Xia Wan doesn't want to see.
For example, murderers.
As Xia Wan listened to his gentle yet cruel words, she tightened her grip on his clothes.
Tears fell silently.
Cui Ziqi has indeed fallen ill.
Although he appears to be emotionally stable, he can explode at the slightest provocation.
Xia Wan asked him if the photo on the table was intentionally shown to her.
Cui Ziqi touched her hand, then her forehead, and then her neck.
Only after he was completely certain that Xia Wan was no longer running a fever did he answer her question.
"I just want you to see Zheng Minghuai. You know, if he dies, the world will collapse, and none of us will survive."
Cui Ziqi looked up at Xia Wan, his dark eyes calm and still, yet like a ferocious beast lurking beneath a tranquil lake, waiting for its moment to erupt.
He gently stroked Xia Wan's pale face, "Wanwan, this is the worst-case scenario."
Xia Wan was speechless.
Cui Ziqi has really gone mad.
She could threaten him with suicide.
He could also stop her by sacrificing himself for her.
The love between them was heavy, and so was the hatred.
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