The moment Mu Qingcheng called out "A Qiu," Lin Qiu paused for a moment. Then she continued walking out the door, her figure disappearing from Mu Qingcheng's sight.
"..."
Lying on the bed, Mu Qingcheng stared blankly at the doorway, lost in thought. "It's all... fake..."
Fake……
Unable to accept the truth, Mu Qingcheng suddenly raised her hand to cover her lips, and sobs escaped from her fingertips.
As she sobbed uncontrollably, her fingertips were icy cold. She gently touched her left cheek, where a patch of skin had been burned.
When she arrived in the Divine Realm in her destitute state, it was the old woman who owned this restaurant who took her in.
The fire took the old woman's life, but she survived, though at the cost of a devastating breakdown.
When she first contemplated suicide, it was Lin Qiu who saved her. After that, whenever she had suicidal thoughts, Lin Qiu would appear by her side in time.
He wasn't good with words, but every word he uttered seemed to possess a magical power to soothe Mu Qingcheng's heart. Her devastated emotions gradually improved. At first, she couldn't accept the strange looks from others, but with Lin Qiu's patient guidance, she finally let go of the knots in her heart.
She lived more freely than before and experienced a happiness she had never known before.
When Mu Qingcheng met Mo Shisheng, her mere presence made him want to get closer to her.
The more she got to know Mo Shisheng, the more interesting she found him. When Mo Shisheng suggested leaving, it was Linqiu who encouraged Mu Qingcheng to let Mo Shisheng stay.
Mu Qingcheng didn't think too much about it, only assuming that Lin Qiu wanted her to spend more time with Mo Shisheng, but who knew that reality would be so cruel.
Thinking of how Mo Shisheng's fate and whereabouts were unknown because of her, Mu Qingcheng covered her lips even more tightly, her low sobs breaking the heart.
Outside the door, Lin Qiu hadn't left since she went out. She leaned gently against the cold wall, listening to the suppressed sobs coming from inside the room.
He always kept his eyes down, his eyelids obscuring the emotions in them, making them impossible to discern.
After a long while, Lin Qiu gently straightened up from the wall, turned around and walked downstairs, her back view inexplicably revealing a touch of loneliness.
*
Wushuitan.
When Mo Shisheng got out of the medicinal spring after soaking for nearly two hours, she took out a clean white dress from her storage ring and changed into it.
She exuded a faint medicinal fragrance, quite pleasant and not unpleasant.
With her external wounds almost completely healed and her internal injuries also cured, Mo Shisheng moved her wrists and walked briskly to the side of the divine beast. Suddenly, she grabbed its tail, which was swaying from side to side, with one hand.
"roar!"
The mythical beast was startled and turned around abruptly, its appearance was absolutely adorable.
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but chuckle, "You call yourself a mythical beast? You're so easily frightened?"
"roar!"
The mythical beast growled in dissatisfaction, retorting.
"Alright, alright, never mind that, let's get down to business." Mo Shisheng raised her hand and stroked the divine beast's fur. "I have to go."
"..."
The mythical beast remained silent, slowly turning around to look at Mo Shisheng without saying a word, its large, dark eyes fixed on her figure.
Mo Shisheng was slightly taken aback by the divine beast's action, a warm feeling spreading through her heart. Looking at her reflection in its dark eyes, she chuckled, "I need to take care of my own affairs. Don't you want me to go and take revenge?"
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