Xila raised an eyebrow and tilted her head to look at the frosty-faced girl next to her. Suddenly, she saw Dian Kuang burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you are the first one to reject me."
Li Zhining simply asked, "The first one?"
Xila didn't know what she was thinking about, but her smile suddenly stopped. She held her chin with one hand and said, "This is such an unpleasant topic. You know, I hate being rejected."
Li Zhining: "I don't know."
Xila refused to give up and continued to persuade him: "Although I am a Western God and you are from the East, there are no gods in the East, and no one can fulfill your wish. Are you really not interested in listening to my deal? You only need to pay a tiny price, and you can see everything."
Li Zhining paused while painting: "What's the price?"
Xila finally perked up and said excitedly, "I only need you to give a little bit of your soul. For you, it will be like plucking a strand of hair. It won't hurt at all, and it won't have any effect on you."
Li Zhining sneered, "If someone needs to trade their soul, then he's a demon, isn't he?"
Xila said with a hint of disgust, "Don't compare me with that kind of dirty stuff."
The painting in Li Zhining's hand has been completed.
She put down the gouache and placed the painting that had been made before Xila came in front of her.
The roses in the painting are so beautiful that they seem to have been kissed by an angel.
The girl next to her was dressed exactly like Xila, with red lips and bright eyes.
The only difference between her and Xila next to her was that her wide hat was lifted up.
After seeing the face in the album, Xila's pupils shrank slightly. She turned to look at Li Zhining with a sharper gaze, "Have you awakened your memory?"
Li Zhining smiled faintly: "You want a bit of my soul, but it's just because you discovered that I haven't awakened yet, and you want to make it impossible for me to awaken. But I don't want to do what you want."
Xila's expression changed slightly, and she suddenly thought of a possibility, "Have you met Shi Ling?"
She turned to leave.
However, Li Zhining said coldly: "Come when you want, leave when you want?"
Xila wasn't sure how much she had awakened, so she tilted her head to look at her. "What else? Stay and be your model?"
Li Zhining poked her eyes with a watercolor pencil. Xila sneered and raised her hand to slap her hand away. However, at this moment, Li Zhining suddenly turned his hand and lifted her hat.
Under the wide black hat brim was an oriental face with European and American makeup.
The scene at this moment was exactly the same as the painting Li Zhining had just drawn.
Xila raised his hand and picked up the hat from the air, then put it on his head. He threw the rose in his hand to Li Zhining, and then disappeared on the spot.
The rose was like an arrow piercing towards Li Zhining's heart. There was no way to avoid it, so she could only reach out and grab the branch of the rose.
There was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and blood fell in beads.
She pulled out the rose thorn without frowning, threw the flower into the trash can filled with painting waste, and took a few tissues to wipe the blood from her palms.
She picked up the album and turned the page.
This painting is almost the same as the one she gave to Shi Ling.
But the only difference was that the picture she gave Shi Ling was of her back as she was about to turn around.
And she looked back with a startling glance.
She gently stroked the cold, compassionate, and beautiful face in the album with her fingertips, as if she was gazing at the only god above the nine heavens, "Who said there are no gods in the East..."
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Good night
Good luck to those who are taking the postgraduate entrance exam tomorrow!
Everyone you see goes ashore!
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