Chapter 7: The Younger Sister Who Died Young
Wen Chi held his head and arched his body like a shrimp.
Fear, despair, and darkness deep in the bones...
I feel it every year.
This is her innate ability as a small ginseng spirit—
Perceive other people's emotions.
Although it cannot reach the level of mind reading, it can also accurately judge the other person's good and evil, mood, etc.
Relying on this ability, he was able to escape many double-faced villains when he went out of the mountains.
Therefore, she could now tell that Wen Chi's sudden anger was not directed at her.
On the contrary, he was afraid of her.
Disgust is directed at himself.
Sui Sui tilted her head, her big eyes sparkling and full of doubts.
How can someone feel disgusted or even hate oneself?
Shouldn't everyone like themselves?
Like Sui Sui, I like Sui Sui the most!
The most invincible love in the world!
So Sui Sui can no longer understand the person she is destined to be with.
She originally wanted to go up and comfort Wen Chi, but it was obvious that Wen Chi was afraid and resisted Sui Sui's approach.
Sui Sui was a considerate little ginseng, so she just waved her hand at him magnanimously, indicating that she would not get close to him:
"Then I'll go in first. Remember to come and eat oranges later."
Before Wen Chi could react, Sui Sui had already moved his short legs and slowly walked into the house.
As she struggled to cross the threshold, she glanced back furtively.
Wen Chi didn't look at her, his face buried in his hands.
The body was as stiff as a stone, as if it wished it could stand there for thousands of years.
"Why."
Sui Sui sighed softly and shook his head, feeling sympathy for the destined person.
But in the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, the little cub was secretly sad, but was trying hard not to say it!
Humans tend to favor weak and cute cubs, not to mention comparing them with Wen Chi, a super bad guy!
[Is Wen Chi sick? ]
[The little NPC is really sensible and obedient, but it's a pity that Wen Chi is not a human.]
Why are they still filming the show? Aren't they worried that Wen Chi's mania might harm the young actors?
[This is outrageous. What did the little brat do to make Wen Chi suddenly lose his temper?]
I originally suspected that Wen Chi was spreading rumors about bullying his teammates, but now it seems I was blind! Wen Chi is definitely a bully!
[The sight of Zizi leaving with sadness brought tears to my eyes. Wen Chi, just die!]
...These are basically ordinary viewers in the live broadcast room.
I just stood up to help Sui Sui fight back against the haters, and also said a few good words for Wen Chi.
Now, they turned into black fans in a second, and they can’t wait to rush into the screen and beat Wen Chi to death!
As for Wen Chi’s haters, they were all laughing wildly and were extremely happy.
[Everyone says that Wen Chi, this Sima guy, doesn't deserve sympathy, but you're still speaking up for him? You've been slapped in the face!]
[This reversal came too quickly, hahaha. ]
[Look, they treat children like this, how can all the negative information about Wen Chi be true?]
With experience, the black fans have also learned to be smart. They avoid scolding Sui Sui and only scold Wen Chi.
But this time, no one came out to speak for Wen Chi.
…
A long time passed.
Until the sun sets in the west and the last ray of light in the sky disappears.
Warm yellow lights gradually lit up inside and outside the courtyard, and the bamboo lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed in the wind.
Wen Chi sat quietly on the steps outside the house, as if in a daze.
In fact, when Sui Sui said to go into the house, he had already regained consciousness.
The reason why I am still sitting here is nothing but embarrassment.
He didn't know why he lost control.
Mingming knew very well that his sister had died nine years ago, and even if she were still alive, she would not be old enough.
Therefore, no matter how much Sui Sui looked like he imagined, she could not be his sister.
But he just had an attack!
The nightmare from nine years ago followed him like a maggot in his bones, instantly destroying all his clarity and rationality, and he yelled at the innocent little cub for no reason.
Regret, annoyance, frustration... Not only did the audience want to scold him, even Wen Chi felt that he was sick.
It was dark now, and Wen Chi didn't dare go in, afraid to face Sui Sui's clear eyes.
Gurgle.
My stomach is protesting with hunger.
Wen Chi thought that since he would be stabbed if he stuck his head out, he might as well go in and apologize to the little cub.
Wen Chi, scratching his hair in frustration, finally dragged his injured leg dejectedly and moved slowly into the house like a snail, looking for Sui Sui.
I glanced at the iPad halfway through, and the screen was black, and the live broadcast room was closed.
Wen Chi knew that today's live broadcast was long enough.
But that's not the point.
...Where are the people?
The room was so quiet that the little figure was nowhere to be seen.
After Sui Sui entered the house, he stayed at the door.
There was no other door in the hut, so Suisui could not avoid him and leave, or be taken away by someone.
So it's hidden?
Because you are in a bad mood because he yelled at you, so you just hide away and feel sad?
When I thought about Sui Sui hiding herself in a dark corner, her proud little face would become as droopy as an eggplant hit by frost, and she would secretly hold back tears in frustration...
Wen Chi was in a terrible mood and cursed himself as a 'waste' again in his heart!
"Years."
He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice gentle.
Unfortunately, he has a typical cold voice. Even if he lowers it deliberately, it doesn't make people feel gentle, but rather even colder.
Wen Chi: ...
"I apologize."
Still cold.
It doesn't sound like an apology, but more like a provocation.
Taking a deep breath, Wen Chi decided to shut up for the time being and find the person first.
He hurriedly passed by the dining table, cabinets and other places in the outer room, and then stepped into the bedroom inside.
“Hmph… huh…”
It was very faint, but because the surroundings were so quiet, it seemed very clear.
Wen Chi's expression froze slightly, and he walked over step by step——
I saw that the soft and fluffy quilt on his bed was dented.
Sui Sui was sleeping there, her snow-white face was rosy, and there was a suspicious glint on the corner of her mouth.
It is said that an insecure sleeping posture is like a baby in the womb, which will curl up involuntarily.
Look at this little guy sleeping soundly, with his limbs spread out, sleeping so unrestrainedly and domineeringly!
A small person can still occupy a 1.5-meter-long bed!
She didn't even change her dirty clothes. Her hair was a mess, with grass blades vaguely visible in it.
Wen Chi has had mild mysophobia since he was a child, so he should have lost his temper a long time ago.
But he just felt relieved.
Leave the room, lower the curtains, and leave the space to Suisui.
Only then did Wen Chi see two peeled oranges and a glass of water on the table.
Prepared every year?
Wen Chi found it difficult to describe the feeling in his heart.
Even though the orange flesh was full of pits, he still ate it bit by bit.
He drank it all, including the glass of water.
It's this water that seems to have a strange sweet taste?
And the pair of weeds on the table that were stuffed into the supply bag every year seem to be missing?
However, Wen Chi didn't take it too seriously and just thought it was an illusion.
(End of this chapter)
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