Chapter 125 Zhao Yuanyuan cried for a long time
The moment she saw the two little guys, Xie Jiaxiu's expression softened.
She stood up straight, temporarily putting aside the inexplicable uneasiness and worry in her heart, walked over with a smile, and reached out through the crack in the door to touch the two cubs' little heads.
"Mom, did you forget to take something?" Little Moon looked up and asked her mother who had just returned.
Xie Jiaxiu nodded and said, "Yes, I forgot to bring the sickle. Xiaoyue, can you help mom find it?"
"Yeah! Mom, wait for me, I'll be quick!" Little Moon retracted its head and ran back to the house like a gust of wind.
Only stars were left through the crack in the door.
Xie Jiaxiu looked past her son and glanced suspiciously at Zhao Yuanyuan, who was standing in the yard like a wooden stake behind Xingxing.
Then he squatted down, pulled Xingxing outside, closed the door gently, reached out and touched the child's soft short hair again, and whispered: "When mom and dad are not at home, Xingxing should play at home with your sister. Don't run outside, don't go into the mountains, and don't go to the pond to play in the water. If you are bullied by other children, you must come to mom and dad. We will support you and your sister. Don't keep it in your heart and tell no one. Remember?"
It was a long speech, and Xie Jiaxiu spoke these earnest instructions slowly and seriously.
Xingxing listened quietly, then looked at her mother's worried eyes and nodded obediently: "Okay, Xingxing will remember it."
"Be good." Xie Jiaxiu rubbed the child's head, and the worry in her heart was suppressed a little.
After Little Yueliang found the sickle and ran out, Xie Jiaxiu took it and stood up. But before she turned around and left, she hesitated for a moment. She looked back at her two cubs holding hands and squeezing in through the crack in the door one after another, and she couldn't help but smile.
Little Yueliang secretly lay by the door and watched her mother walk away. Then she turned around, cheered a little and rushed over to hug her brother.
"Brother, Mom is leaving. Let's continue to fight the puppy!" Little Moon took her brother's hand and walked into the house.
"...Xingxing, can you, can you return that thing to me?" A timid voice suddenly sounded.
Xiao Yueliang paused in cheering, she tilted her head, looked at her brother, and then at her third sister who looked panic-stricken.
The next second, she imitated her brother's way of protecting her and hid him behind her back. Then she asked in a baby voice, "Third sister, what did you lose? Do you want me to help you find it? I know how to find things!"
It was Little Moon that helped mom find the sickle just now!
Zhao Yuanyuan, who had lost her memories of her previous life, was only a 6-year-old child at this time. Thinking about the things she had done in her memory with the help of the space, she fell into great panic. Instinct made her call out to Xingxing and wanted to take back the space, but it was also instinct that made her extremely afraid to look Xingxing in the eye and have a conversation.
So when Xiaoyueliang spoke, she was relieved, but she was speechless for a long time and couldn't answer Xiaoyueliang's question.
After a long while, she stammered, "I, I don't know either...but that thing is very expensive, can you give it back to me?"
Zhao Yuanyuan, who had lost her memory and whose mental state had deteriorated, even used childish adjectives to describe herself.
"But my brother and I didn't take anything from Third Sister~" Little Moon was a little confused and could only firmly emphasize: "Third Sister, my brother and I will not be thieves. If we are thieves, we will have our hands cut off!"
"No... I really need it..." Zhao Yuanyuan was anxious and uneasy, but she couldn't say it clearly. She could only cast an anxious and pleading look at Xingxing, begging with tears in her eyes, and a bit of cowardice in her eyes.
"I didn't take your things." Xingxing repeated her sister's answer and answered seriously under Zhao Yuanyuan's distrustful gaze: "It's still with you, but it's locked up. You can't open it in this life. Maybe you can try again in your next life."
Just now when Xingxing decided to seal the protagonist's golden finger spiritual plant space, Qiuqiu said that he could actually directly plunder the protagonist's golden finger and use it himself.
But Xingxing was not short of space, and he didn't like to take other people's things, so he just asked Qiuqiu to seal up the spiritual plant space.
The spiritual plant space is still in Zhao Yuanyuan's soul, but it no longer glows, and will never glow again in this life. If Zhao Yuanyuan can die naturally in this world and successfully enter the reincarnation of this world without turning into ashes, then when she is reincarnated as an adult one day, there may be a chance to reopen this spiritual plant space.
It depends on whether the world's destiny is willing to give Zhao Yuanyuan this opportunity after giving up on her.
Zhao Yuanyuan was stunned again.
Xingxing pulled her sister into the house and used the leaves they had picked up from the mountain to make kittens and puppies together, completely blocking out Zhao Yuanyuan's thoughts.
Whether she was in a state of confusion and bewilderment, or in deep remorse and pain, it had nothing to do with the stars.
Qiuqiu was happy to watch the fun.
It squatted on the windowsill outside the house, looking at Zhao Yuanyuan standing there with a blank expression and crying quietly, wondering what she was thinking at the moment.
In her previous life, Zhao Yuanyuan was the heroine of the plot, a darling of heaven, standing on the shoulders of giants, using the golden finger to maintain her life and family ties, and then turning around to make friends with the down-and-out dignitaries. When the time came, she soared into the sky like a phoenix reborn from the nirvana, and in the eyes of everyone, she became the golden phoenix that flew out of the mountain nest. Beauty, strength, opportunities... She was a nearly perfect protagonist.
But she killed five members of the Zhao family and her own brother Zhao Huayang. On the way to the top of the pyramid, she stepped on the corpses of many people, and countless people came to her door, either as cannon fodder who was slapped in the face by her, or as a new stepping stone for her to climb up, or as her golden finger of connections.
Her hands were clean, and her feet were filled with corpses.
In this life, she met the stars.
So just as she took the first step in her life, her rhythm was inadvertently disrupted by the stars.
From then on, one wrong step will lead to all wrong steps.
Now, she has finally lost all the support she had to do whatever she wanted.
The largest golden finger spiritual plant space, the broad-minded memories of the previous life, decades of life experience... everything was like a dream bubble. She just had it, and it was gone in the blink of an eye.
But now, 6-year-old Zhao Yuanyuan will regret the loss.
Then, every day that she lives, this regret will only continue to accumulate, and one day, it will completely crush her already fragile mental state.
Fate dragged her out of an abyss, but she didn't want to move forward, so she slipped and fell even harder than the last time.
It will eventually be smashed to pieces.
She replaced the dead Zhao Yuanyuan, so she lived a real life in her place.
Qiuqiu looked at Zhao Yuanyuan squatting on the ground sobbing, and couldn't help but think of the protagonist of the first life.
It discovered that even though Xingxing didn't know exactly how to deal with the protagonist who was reborn or traveled through time and space and had the advantage of memory from the previous life, he always seemed to be able to rely on instinct or intuition to keenly choose the simplest and most effective way to clear their memory and completely erase the original superior advantage.
Should we say that it is indeed an intuitive creature?
Although his brain circuits are always a little strange, so far, Xingxing has always been able to solve the problems he faces in his own way.
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Zhao Yuanyuan cried for a long time.
She didn't know why she was crying so sadly.
But she always felt that she seemed to have lost something more important than the spiritual plant space.
But this empty feeling always made her unconsciously search for her only memories, and then she found that the self during this period of time in her memory had become so unfamiliar.
I did all those things myself, but when I look back on these memories, it's like watching someone else perform a drama. I can't understand why I did those things, nor do I understand why things have become so messed up.
At the age of 6, Zhao Yuanyuan, who only possessed the memories of this body, could not understand the paranoid and terrifying self she had become as an adult.
She cried and denied in her heart the strange and scary self she had been during this period of time. Then she stood up, wiped her tears, locked herself in the room and did not come out for the entire day.
During dinner, facing the concern hidden in the scolding from her family, her eyes inexplicably turned red and she started crying again.
Zhao Huayang looked at his sister's red and swollen eyes. Although what happened during this period still made him feel very aggrieved and awkward, she was his sister after all...
Zhao Huayang forcefully pushed his cursing mother and silent father out of the room. He stood behind the door and stared at his sister who couldn't stop crying for a few seconds. Then he said to her with a stern face: "Don't cry. Did those kids in the village bully you? Tell me, and I will help you fight back tomorrow!"
After thinking for a while, he suggested another possibility: "Or are you crying because you haven't finished your homework? I can teach you after dinner..."
Thinking about his own education level, Zhao Huayang was silent for a moment, and then added silently: "Why don't we go find my father and mother together? They know more than me."
Faced with his own terrible cultural level, Zhao Huayang scratched his head, still didn't understand why his sister was crying like she was dead... well, like her parents and brother were dead.
But he also thought that maybe his sister would not cry if he died, but would be secretly happy because then his parents would not be partial to him anymore.
When Zhao Huayang thought of this, his face slowly turned cold again. He didn't want to care about Zhao Yuanyuan who was crying all the time.
Maybe if I stand here, Zhao Yuanyuan will just feel annoyed and annoyed. Why should I keep getting close to her and trying to please her?
Perhaps the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Zhao Huayang took a deep breath, but still couldn't say anything harsh. He just said stiffly, "Don't cry. Mom has left some rice for you in the pot. Warm it up with hot water. If you don't eat it now, you'll only have leftovers tomorrow!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, still feeling very angry at himself for not living up to his expectations.
Watching her brother leaving in a depressed mood, Zhao Yuanyuan huddled on the edge of the bed, tears bursting out again.
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"Kid, do you remember the two little fish that you and Xiaoyueliang brought back?" Qiuqiu suddenly rushed over and asked mysteriously on a sunny autumn afternoon.
The stars are feeling sleepy in autumn, with their backs to the warm sun. They are like a lazy kitten curled up and wagging its tail for comfort. Even their answers are slow because of sleepiness.
"Remember, the little fish is still alive~"
"No, no, it was those two people you almost bumped into when you were fishing for small fish!" Qiuqiu said excitedly, cheering and saying, "They are also the protagonist's second network of contacts, but their affair was just discovered by Zhao Huayang!!!"
Xingxing was startled by Qiuqiu's excited shout. The invisible hair on her body suddenly exploded. She looked up blankly with empty eyes. After a long time, she asked a word stupidly: "Ah?"
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