"no!"
Before the person next to him could speak, Ding Weixiang was already getting anxious.
But as soon as those two words left his mouth, Xiao Nanhui knew something bad was going to happen. Ding Weixiang was eager to protect his master, but he had never considered that this would reveal to the other side how much leverage the Buddhist beads held for them.
When two parties are playing chess, the worst thing to do is to reveal the moves first.
As expected, there was a flash of understanding on the stone face, which was expressed by the little girl's face, and there was something indescribably strange about it.
"I was just joking. Although these Buddhist beads are somewhat precious, they are ultimately priceless playthings. They are not really that precious. Or perhaps there is some reason that I don't understand..."
There was a moment of silence in the air, and then Su Wei lowered his head and gently stroked the beads on his left hand, with just the right amount of sorrow in his expression.
"To be honest, Patriarch, this item is indeed very meaningful to me. If I really had to part with it, I'm afraid it would be difficult."
Unexpectedly, the other party admitted it so easily. Chen Shi looked at the young man in front of him quietly, as if wondering how much truth and falsehood there was in what he said.
After a long time, she gently closed her eyes.
"Then I'll give you three days to weigh your options. I'm a little tired today, so let's leave it at that for now."
The young man was quick to accept advice.
"See you again in three days, Patriarch."
The ghostly old woman appeared again. When she walked out of the yard with her eyes blindfolded, Xiao Nanhui vaguely heard a series of light footsteps passing by her.
That was the sound of children's footsteps.
Were they the same children I met last night? Were they also going to see Chen Shian? What on earth was Chen Shian doing raising such a group of children?
Xiao Nanhui's hand holding the porcelain spoon stopped at his mouth, and his hand tilted, and half a spoonful of soup in the spoon flowed back into the bowl.
Click.
The man sitting opposite her put down his chopsticks.
"What are you thinking about?"
Xiao Nan came back to his senses, looked at the food on the table and shook his head.
"Nothing, nothing serious."
Compared to Puhuna, the princess of the fallen country, and the prophecy in the tape, what are a few children who are not even as tall as the table?
She was telling the truth, but he could see through it.
The man's eyes fell on her waist, and the next moment he suddenly raised his upper body and stretched out his hand.
Her body stiffened and she didn't move. She didn't know whether she forgot to move or was afraid to move.
Then she felt his fingers sliding from her chest to her pubic area through several layers of fabric, then hooking open her belt and reaching inside.
"B-broad daylight..."
She wanted to say, "In broad daylight, are there still laws?" But halfway through, she felt something was wrong. It was really stupid to talk about the law with the person in front of her.
As if in response to her halting words, the fingers in her belt circled and reached down. She felt an itch on her waist and was about to beg for mercy when the fingers left. With a gentle pull, they pulled the straw puppy from her waistband.
The man placed the things gently on the table and tapped the straw dog's belly with his fingertips, seemingly nonchalantly.
"Do you like children?"
He finally noticed it.
Xiao Nanhui felt a little depressed when his thoughts were exposed.
She looked at the straw puppy and shook her head again.
"dislike."
She doesn't like children, never has.
As a child in Suyan, the images of those tiny figures, starving and with empty eyes like her, were etched deep in her memory. She wondered, if life was meant to endure hunger and thirst day after day, why had her mother brought her into this world?
But no one ever answered her questions, and no one ever cared about her pain.
In a place where everyone is struggling to survive, she doesn't get any more sympathy or preference than others.
And she was too young to change anything. If she hadn't left the city that day, her understanding of the world would have remained in that endless hunger and thirst, no different from hell.
Even after arriving in Quecheng and seeing those carefree children with innocent smiles, she still could not forget her own childhood.
But last night was different. The reason she couldn't help but look at the child was because she had an indescribable similarity with her friend.
Her heart was in turmoil, and her expression was naturally unpredictable, but the man just glanced at her and said something lightly.
"Xiao Nanhui, Shrike is dead."
Her body shook violently, and the porcelain spoon in her hand fell into the bowl.
She had always been vulnerable to him. He was like a smooth, piercing mirror, always reflecting her vulnerability and fragility. As their relationship grew closer, this feeling grew stronger. When he refused to sugarcoat things, the sharpness beneath his cool composure would burst forth, stinging her deeply.
Xiao Nanhui clenched his fists.
"I know......"
"She died right in front of you. You must remember this."
"I said I know!"
She suddenly got angry and stood up abruptly, knocking over the cup and chopsticks beside her, which rolled around on the table.
But no matter how angry she appeared, his gaze towards her remained firm and calm.
"You don't know yet. If you had clearly recognized this fact, you wouldn't have wasted your time and energy on meaningless people and things."
Pointless entanglement? She was just missing her friend, so what?
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