Wen Chenlu has always been emotionally detached.
But unlike others who described Wen Chenlu as a heartless killing machine, Xia Che knew in his heart that the little girl in front of him was definitely not the heartless person they described.
Wen Chenlu's emotional detachment is simply because she is inherently slow to perceive emotions and cannot understand what emotions are.
It is precisely these kinds of people who need more care than others.
Xia Che has always treated Wen Chenlu as a younger sister, even though Wen Chenlu is actually much older than him.
However, when they first met, Wen Chenlu took Xia Che's concern for granted and ignored all of his attempts to be nice to her and his concern for her.
Her heart is locked.
Xia Che can't find the key for the time being.
Having been around the Four Roses for a long time, I've met one who is older than me, and it's a pity that she's so cold and unapproachable.
One night, Wen Chenlu underestimated the intensity of the training. Although she managed to complete the entire training session, she accidentally fell off a cliff and into the lake at the last moment.
Originally, due to the high-intensity training, all the pores of her body were open, and she was at a critical moment when her old strength was exhausted and her new strength had not yet been generated. When she was washed by the cold lake water, her body temperature dropped rapidly, making her hold her breath. Wen Chenlu felt weak and powerless all over, and she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
Her petite body was stirred by the lake water, like a leaf drifting with the current, in danger of being torn apart at any moment.
Having lost her ability to move, she fell into a deep lake, and one can imagine what fate awaited Wen Chenlu.
The small lake is about to become Wen Chenlu's burial place.
Wen Chenlu, who is emotionally detached, cannot understand what emotions are, and also takes a detached view of life and death.
She did not resist, but let the lake water wash over her and drift with the current.
Wen Chenlu was not afraid at all; she just felt that the lake water was a bit icy, which made her little feet feel a bit frozen.
What does death feel like?
Wen Chenlu stared unblinkingly at the vast lake around her. Now that she was in the middle of the lake, she realized that the lake, which usually looked small, was actually so big that she couldn't see the shore at all.
Her lovely eyebrows furrowed slightly as she recalled the other three roses' evaluation of her and the gossip of outsiders, a barely perceptible hint of frustration showing in her eyes.
"He's about to die."
Wen Chenlu remained expressionless. She felt nothing for death, a topic that would terrify most people. Suddenly, she murmured softly, "Shouldn't we be sad at a time like this?"
"No... The comic book the young master lent me said that when people face death, they don't just feel sadness, they should also feel shock, fright, and tension..."
Wen Chenlu frowned even more deeply. "Then what kind of emotion should I use? Emotions are indeed so complicated, even more complicated than the human body."
She can memorize every part of the human body and thousands of ways to kill with a single blow. Wen Chenlu has a strong learning ability. Many of the killing techniques she was taught were modified by Wen Chenlu herself, making them more effortless and effective.
The only thing Wen Chenlu couldn't learn to do was love, no matter how hard she tried.
"I don't understand... why does everyone value this so much?"
Wen Chenlu tried for a long time, but still couldn't feel a trace of sadness, and finally gave up helplessly.
She had been soaking in the lake for a long time, and her clothes were gradually getting wet. The clothes, now heavy with water, pulled her down. At this point, only her little head was above the surface, but soon it would be submerged.
"Help! Help me! Please save me!"
Wen Chenlu called out a few times, but without any emotion or fluctuation, it sounded like she was reciting lines, and the most insincere kind at that.
Seeing that there was still no movement around her, Wen Chenlu simply shut up.
"I'm really going to die this time."
The lake water quietly washed over Wen Chenlu's head. On the calm surface of the lake, only a tuft of hair stubbornly pierced through the surface and stretched out.
—But if you can't even see a person's head, what use is a tuft of hair?
Wen Chenlu still felt she was going to die.
She didn't seem to have any resentment about it.
She had none of the regrets that others might have.
Because Wen Chenlu couldn't understand what regret was.
For no apparent reason, just as Wen Chenlu's eyelids grew heavier and darkness enveloped her, Xia Che's youthful face suddenly appeared in her mind.
"I haven't returned the young master's comic book yet..."
Wen Chenlu blinked, then thought to herself that if she died, Xia Che could just go to her room to get it, so she relaxed, closed her eyes, and waited peacefully for death.
"Since you know you haven't returned it to me, then obediently return it to me!"
Suddenly, the image in her mind became reality. With a splash, a small figure jumped off the shore and quickly swam to Wen Chenlu's side, embracing her tightly before swimming towards the shore.
The person who came was a child, but his tender shoulders were very strong. Wen Chenlu leaned on the other person's shoulder, her eyelids half-open, and recognized the tender face full of anger.
"Young Master?"
Wen Chenlu was somewhat surprised, and raised her hand in disbelief to look at her palm. "I have superpowers?"
The comic book that the young master lent him had a protagonist who possessed the superpower to summon whatever he thought of.
I just thought of the young master, and then the young master appeared.
Could it be that I've gained superpowers?
"Screw you!"
Upon hearing this, Xia Che was furious. He threw Wen Chenlu onto the shore and then climbed up himself, angrily shouting, "Didn't you know you couldn't climb up and call for help? If I hadn't happened to be nearby, you would have really died, you know that!"
"It's not a superpower..."
Wen Chenlu lowered her head dejectedly. Clearly, for her, the lack of superpowers was far more frustrating than the fact that she could survive.
"Of course not! This is my power!"
Xia Che flicked her forehead, and Wen Chenlu winced in pain, covering her forehead with both hands: "It hurts!"
"So you do feel pain? I thought emotional detachment meant you didn't feel pain."
Xia Che was clearly still angry.
Each of the four roses has its own training method, but without exception, their safety is guaranteed during training. If Wen Chenlu had shouted for help a little louder, she would have been rescued by the rescue team in three minutes at most.
Wen Chenlu did indeed call for help, and Xia Che heard it.
but……
That kind of sound is no different from farting; who could it possibly call?
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