Mo Meigui abruptly raised her head, her icy eyes reflecting for the first time a clear emotion called "absurdity." She looked at Qin Xiao, as if confirming whether she had misheard, or whether the man before her had gone mad. Just moments ago, they were fighting for their lives; he had even taken away her last means of suicide in that manner, and now he was asking what they wanted to eat for dinner?
"What...are we having for dinner?" Her voice was dry, incredibly hoarse, like rusty gears turning.
Qin Xiao looked at her, his gaze calm and unwavering, as if the forceful and abrupt kiss had never happened. He didn't even bother to wipe away any residue from the corners of his mouth, simply looking at her calmly, as if waiting for the most normal answer.
This calm only intensified the turmoil within Mo Meigui's heart. She clenched her still-functioning right hand tightly, her nails almost digging into her palm. "Why did you save me?"
Her voice suddenly rose, carrying an almost desperate self-destructive tendency, and the dam of her emotions instantly collapsed.
"My mission has failed! The organization will not let a traitor go! There is no way I can survive the Dragon King's Palace's pursuit!"
Her words were resolute, as if stating a predetermined, chilling fact. Every word carried the chill of death.
Qin Xiao did not answer immediately. He turned his head and looked at the deep night sky outside the dilapidated skylight of the factory, where the starlight was sparse.
Don't you want to know where your biological parents are?
His voice was soft, yet it was like a precise key that pried open the tiny crack deep within Mo Rose's frozen heart.
"Do you want to die like this with regrets and ignorance?"
Mo Meigui's body trembled slightly, and the subtle movement was particularly clear in the silent night. She bit her lower lip tightly and said nothing.
“Life is actually quite interesting,” Qin Xiao continued, his tone as calm as if he were stating the weather. “There’s also a lot of delicious food.”
He paused, his gaze returning to Mo Meigui's face, which still bore the marks of shock and complex emotions. The blush stood out starkly against her pale skin.
"Your future may not be as short as you imagine."
After saying that, he actually sat down casually on the relatively clean cement ground next to him, even leaning back relaxedly with his hands on the ground, his posture as leisurely as if he had just finished an ordinary sparring match.
"Look." He gestured for Mo Meigui to look at the sky, "The stars."
Mo Meigui stood frozen in place, staring blankly ahead, seemingly processing Qin Xiao's words. After a long while, it was as if all the strength supporting her body had been instantly drained away. She slowly and silently collapsed beside him, lying on her side on the cold ground, curled up, her dislocated left arm making her position somewhat awkward.
Her gaze also strained as she looked towards the star-studded night sky, her eyes blank.
“The only thing I remember about my parents…” Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, filled with a deep sense of confusion and a hint of vulnerability, “It’s like… just like right now, looking at the stars.”
"Later... I was adopted by the Dragon King Palace."
"I don't know where my parents are either."
"All I know is that I have a master and a young master to serve."
She paused, her tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of disgust.
"Young Master's smile is ugly, like a big-mouthed monkey."
“To be honest,” she suddenly turned her head to look at Qin Xiao’s profile, the moonlight outlining his calm and resolute features, “after years of missions, I’ve hidden a lot of emotions. My preference for food is one of the few things I still retain.”
"It's all because your cooking is too delicious."
"That's why I gradually found myself unable to do it."
Qin Xiao's heart skipped a beat: This was still holding back? Those last few blows were truly aimed at killing! This woman's standard for "not being able to do it" is a bit outrageous.
Mo Meigui seemed to snap out of her brief reverie, her eyes dimming again as she regained the composure befitting an assassin.
She turned her head and looked at Qin Xiao again, her tone carrying a cold sense of reality: "Even if I stay, I'll be a menace."
"The Dragon King's Palace will hunt down every assassin who has failed their mission and is still alive, without exception." Her voice was flat.
"At that time, those who know the truth will also be silenced. If you get involved with me, you'll only die faster."
Qin Xiao showed an indifferent smile on his face, which was a bit nonchalant, but also had a heart-pounding certainty.
"Then let's defeat Ye Chen and the Dragon King Palace."
Qin Xiao's tone was as relaxed as if he were saying, "The weather will be nice tomorrow."
“Burn the Dragon King’s Palace to ashes.”
Mo Meigui's eyes widened suddenly, filled with disbelief and absurdity: "Do you know how many experts the Dragon King's Palace has? Do you know how far its influence has spread? It's not something one person can fight against!"
Qin Xiao simply smiled, but his eyes were sharp as knives, exuding an undeniable confidence.
"I don't care about those things."
All I know is that the person who wants me dead hasn't even been born yet.
As he spoke, he naturally extended his right hand towards Mo Meigui, making a gesture inviting her to support him.
Mo Meigui looked at his outstretched hand, its knuckles distinct, steady and strong. She paused for a moment, then said softly, "You removed the circumcision from my left hand, so I can't grip anything." There was no complaint in her voice, just a statement of fact.
Qin Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then realized what he had done, and awkwardly touched his nose, withdrawing his hand: "Oh, sorry, I forgot. I'll help you put it back on later."
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