Chapter 292 Witch's MVP Result Screen
Chapter 292 Witch's MVP Result Screen
The night sky was gloomy and the wind was howling.
As time goes by.
The sky became increasingly gloomy and heavy.
What was ringing outside the window was no longer the sound of the whistling wind, but the constant noise coming from some late-night shops on both sides of the street.
Maybe Xi didn't dislike this kind of sound, he thought it was very fiery.
Drinking tea, I prepared to be sent back to the courtyard to rest after a while.
"Krisa, do you remember the first New Year's Eve in Allenson?"
"Yes, Mentor."
Xu Xi was gazing at the scenery outside the window while chatting with Chrisa beside him.
The content of the chat was not anything grand, just some recollections of the past.
Such as the food in Allenson City, the surprise of seeing the Divine Punishment for the first time, the sea in Awako City, and the peaceful exchanges during the Dragon Island period.
The breeze gently caresses the face of time, dispelling the mist of memory.
The so-called memories.
Like a gurgling stream.
Let the words flow through you silently, clearing every corner of your mind.
From the original Allenson City, to Wage City, Aberg City, traveling around the world, and finally the new Allenson City.
In the dim old house, Xu Xi and the witch talked a lot.
"Krisha, I'm happy," Xu Xi finally said these words to the witch in front of him.
"You have grown up to be outstanding enough, even better than me."
"I'm really happy that you can grow like this."
Looking into those beautiful eyes, Xu Xi showed a look of relief.
If, at the end of the second simulation, the witch still makes Xu Xi feel worried.
Well, now the witch has reached a point where Xu Xi can be completely relieved.
"Compared to you, I am still far behind."
Krisa shook her head slightly.
To this day.
She still doesn't feel like she's accomplished enough.
The witch insisted that she needed to continue learning from Xu Xi and follow him closely like before.
"Krisha, sometimes being too humble is not a good thing."
Xu Xi paused for a moment, then continued, "With your current strength, you can be said to be better than me. As for learning, I should learn from you."
Looking at Krisha in front of him.
Facing that 17-year-old face that has never changed.
Xu Xiqing couldn't help but reach out and rub the witch's head.
Well, it feels as smooth as always.
"Teacher... I..." Krisa looked confused. She still shook her head and still refused Xu Xi's words.
She is a bird chasing the light. Only by staying beside the light can she grope forward in the darkness.
…
What is an item?
What is life?
What are shackles?
What is love?
The life of a witch, the life of Chrisa Christina, has actually been about thinking about this question.
She didn't have to think.
Such questions are meaningless and do not alleviate the physical pain.
But in this dark and cold world, there is a beam of light that gently tears through the barrier of darkness, gently takes the witch's hand, and leads her to the light.
He said.
A witch is not something that can be discarded at will.
He said.
The witch is the same person as him.
He said.
The witch is beautiful, the most gorgeous flower.
He affirmed the existence of witches, affirmed the value of witches, taught them carefully, and taught them everything he had learned without reservation, just so that the witches could protect themselves.
With the limited life of a mortal, he will accompany the witch until the last moment of the end.
Such dedication, such persistence.
It's puzzling.
As a result, the place in the witch's heart was completely occupied by that one figure.
…
"Teacher," Krisa asked softly in the thick night where she couldn't see his expression, "Why did you save me when we first met?"
Xu Xi was sitting in a wheelchair.
Looking out the window at the street scene.
The witch's voice interrupted his thoughts.
The sound was very soft and plain, like a breeze blowing gently in the ear canal.
"Why..."
The witch's question triggered many memories from the distant past, of a dirty, smelly muddy alley and a miserable girl holding a knife.
The girl, holding a knife and shaking, tried to rob Xu Xi.
Robbery is like a half-eaten loaf of bread.
That scene is still unforgettable.
"Because, Krisa was scared, wasn't she?"
Xu Xi stretched out his hand.
Gently place it on the witch's head.
Rub and caress.
"……Fear?"
"Well, when we first met, Krisa was actually afraid of me."
Xu Xi's voice is soft and gentle.
He smiled and said that he was not a respectable person, because he had neither the ambition to save the world nor the perseverance to show great benevolence and love.
He's just a fool.
He is a fool in the eyes of the people who are seeking to survive.
Seeing Krisa as a child, I couldn't give her up no matter what.
"Even if your whole life is delayed and wasted because of me?"
"No, Krisa, I never felt it was a waste. On the contrary, I felt it was a very meaningful time."
"Teacher..."
A witch as quiet as a doll.
I have a lot to say at this moment, but I don’t know where to start.
In the end, all the sounds, all the emotions, all condensed into a forced smile, a smile that did not need to be lifted by fingers:
"I'm sorry, Mentor."
"As expected, I still haven't reached the standard of becoming a master."
Because you are here.
Because you are here.
As long as you exist, I will never learn to say goodbye.
Even if you're not here, I'll just keep waiting.
Always, always, waiting for you to come back again.
I'm really sorry that you have a student like me, but I can't leave you anymore.
"Krisha?" Xu Xi was a little surprised. He placed his hand on the witch's head, but the witch actively held it down, unwilling to let her hand leave.
In the dark night.
There seems to be shimmering water.
Flow freely.
The water light appeared quickly and disappeared just as quickly.
But that warm and heavy emotion has been truly conveyed, and it all comes from the witch.
"Take a good rest, Krisha..."
Xu Xi sighed softly.
After a while, the witch's trembling body returned to calm.
"Are you okay, Krisa?"
"Well, thank you."
The witch regained her composure and seemed to want to say something, but her attention was suddenly drawn to the window of the old house.
Is anyone there?
Xu Xi followed the witch's gaze, but didn't see anything.
There was nothing suspicious on the streets late at night except for a few pedestrians.
At this moment, Krisa took action. She put on the witch hat given to her by Xu Xi with an expressionless face, adjusted the sea blue necklace on her chest, and walked to the window.
Aim outside the window and raise your right palm.
First, raise your index finger.
Raise your middle finger again.
Make the common photo-taking gesture.
"Krisa, what are you doing..."
"You don't have to mind, I'm just sharing happiness with the latecomers."
Very weird.
Obviously no simulation is being performed.
But perhaps in his ears, there was a subtle reminder: unhappy, very unhappy, extremely unhappy.
The ultimate invincible super spiral ascension unhappiness!