Ye Zhixi's eyes no longer held the gentleness they once had, but rather a tenderness of intimate dependence.
She sat down next to Ye Qi, her face beaming with joy at the thought that Ye Qi was willing to believe in her: "Qi Qi, thank you!"
Since returning to the Ye family.
Ye Qi has always affirmed Ye Zhixi, affirmed her as she is.
Even knowing her secret, I'm willing to keep it a secret for her—
Thinking of this, Ye Zhixi felt happy.
I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful younger sister.
As the older sister, she felt incredibly fortunate.
Just as Ye Zhixi was immersed in her own emotions, Ye Qi suddenly asked her, "Sister, you saw the battle between me and the enemy just now, right?"
This is an affirmative statement.
It is not a question.
Ye Zhixi didn't grasp the emotion in Ye Qi's tone and nodded blankly: "I saw it."
After a while.
Ye Qi remained silent for a long time, her expression filled with complex emotions. Finally, she stood up and looked at Ye Zhixi, who was sitting there staring blankly at her.
Ye Qi lowered her head, letting her bangs cover her eyes, making it impossible for anyone to see her gaze.
Her voice was cold, but a hint of guilt could be heard: "I'm sorry."
"I can't let ordinary people find out..."
Ye Qi looked up, revealing her expression beneath her bangs.
Ye Zhixi kept looking up at her.
Seeing her younger sister's slightly furrowed brows and her bitter yet gentle smile, she noticed...
He seemed to be full of apologies but had no choice but to make a decision.
"Feel sorry."
"I'm going to erase this part of your memory."
Upon hearing this, Ye Zhixi was puzzled: "Huh?"
Before she could even speak, Ye Zhixi suddenly felt dizzy, and just as she was about to faint, she seemed to hear an unusually sorrowful voice.
"I'm sorry, I no longer have the confidence to gamble on people's hearts."
"Thump—"
Ye Zhixi collapsed.
Ye Qi reached her fingers toward Ye Zhixi's brain.
She must erase all memories of her personalities.
Nothing should be omitted.
The familiar yet strange spell to erase memories lingered in her mouth for a long time before finally uttering itself.
Along with the memories, let's recall them together.
*
The winter wind is freezing, and the snowflakes are biting.
The biting cold seeped into our hearts, churning out all our senses.
At a designated landfill in the suburbs, huge garbage trucks are tirelessly dumping load after load of trash.
A small figure, taking advantage of its short and thin stature, slipped into the garbage dump and secretly took some leftover trash before the other beggars arrived.
Clutching the food scraps that others had discarded, she secretly ran back to her shelter.
It was less of a shelter and more of a mattress made of stacked cardboard boxes.
She secretly hid the food in a corner, but unfortunately, her actions were too obvious. Even though she was careful enough, she still couldn't hide it from the beggars around her.
They pounced on the girl like hungry wolves, ruthlessly and frantically stealing her food.
The girl was beaten black and blue for resisting, trying to protect her food from being taken away, but she was no match for the adults' strength.
After all the food was taken away, she buried herself in a corner, enduring the unbearable pain, biting her lip so as not to make a sound and cause more trouble.
But she was too young, and she didn't know how to control her grievances. She could only hold back her tears and keep them flowing.
Her voice was choked with sobs, almost overflowing.
She immediately covered her mouth, afraid that the sound would leak out and attract those people back. She tried hard not to sob, but because her body was in so much pain, her stomach made a rumbling sound. The double blow of pain and hunger made her feel so wronged that she almost wanted to wail.
But she understood that children in the slums had no right to cry.
After calming down, she spent several days rummaging through the trash, but unfortunately, every time she found food, it was taken away.
She had been starving for three days, and was so hungry that she felt dizzy and had a slight fever.
Exhausted, she couldn't compete with the beggars at the garbage dump, and could only wander aimlessly down the street.
Her tattered clothes were on the verge of collapse under the biting wind; her body trembled violently, and her feet felt like they were filled with lead, making it impossible for her to walk.
Just as she was about to faint from hunger, a delicate and lovely little girl stood in front of her.
The little girl was wearing a warm coat with soft goose feathers on the collar, and a white scarf around her slender neck, making her whole body feel warm and cozy.
You can tell at a glance that the little girl has been carefully pampered by her family.
The little girl smiled sweetly at her, her curved eyebrows and eyes like crescent moons: "Hello, my name is Jiang Yihuan, what's your name?"
Upon hearing the other person's voice, the girl hugged herself tightly and trembled, without responding.
Xiao Jiang Yihuan seemed to understand something, and generously shared her coat with the girl, wrapping it around her and tying her scarf around her body.
In an instant, a warm sensation covered her cold skin.
Xiao Yihuan seemed to remember something, rushed into her family's restaurant, grabbed a sandwich she had prepared earlier, and smiled at the girl: "Do you want some?"
The girl glanced at Xiao Yihuan, her lips, purple from the cold, stammered for a long time, but in the end, she said nothing. Her desire for food overcame her reason. She snatched Xiao Yihuan's sandwich and ran away, afraid that the hard-won food would be taken back.
She ran into the alley and secretly hid in a pile of boxes in a corner, not daring to let anyone find her. She carefully opened the packaging, and even though her mouth was about to water, she still restrained herself and ate in small bites.
The moment she took a bite of the sandwich, tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't know why she was crying, but she knew...
This is delicious.
She ate only a small portion, resisting her craving, resealed the packaging, and put it in her coat pocket, intending to save it for later when she got hungry.
Just as she was about to leave.
She heard the sounds of fierce fighting outside, and cautiously peeked out. She saw a petite girl with a sweet and lovely appearance seemingly fighting with another person.
The cute girl seemed to have chanted some kind of spell. The next second, a cloud of black mist engulfed the other party, then spat it out and threw it somewhere else.
Seeing that the man had been dealt with, the girl clapped her hands, then put one hand on her hip, looking smug, and said in a soft, seductive voice, "Very good, another scum of society has been taken care of."
Having just finished gloating, the girl, sensing something was amiss, hummed in agreement: "Hmm?"
The girl realized that the other person had spotted her, and immediately tried to pull her head back to avoid being caught, but she was unsuccessful.
The girl's figure flashed, and she grabbed the girl by the neck and lifted her up.
Seeing that the girl was a helpless little girl, the girl loosened her grip and dropped her.
She was so uncomfortable that she covered her throat and coughed.
Seeing the girl with a dirty face wearing an exquisite coat, the girl sensed something was wrong, poked the girl's head with her index finger, and said in an extremely unfriendly tone, "Hey, little thing, where's your mother?"
The girl remained silent, her face cold.
The girl persisted, asking, "And what about your father?"
The girl's expression remained indifferent, centered on herself, radiating an aura of "do not disturb" and unwillingness to get close to others.
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