Chapter 428 I Want to Know Your Past
The night of New Year’s Eve.
Much more lively than usual.
The colorful lights flickered like shooting stars, casting colorful halos on the windows, echoing with the flashing fireworks.
In the blur, you can still hear the happy voices of children.
only.
Right now.
Xu Xi, however, felt a little uncomfortable.
Just because there was an uninvited "invader" on the bed on New Year's Eve.
"Krisha, you don't plan to go back?"
"No," the witch shook her head, "I'm afraid you'll be lonely."
That's what I said.
But Xu Xi looked at the witch beside him.
I always feel it's extra subtle.
The girl clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, covering herself tightly, leaving only two small eyes exposed, always staring at Xu Xi's figure.
No matter how you look at it, the lonely person looks like the girl herself.
Xu Xi laughed.
"Thank you for your company, Krisa," Xu Xi stretched out his hand, smoothed Krisa's messy hair, and smiled as he accompanied his witch.
The current situation reminded Xu Xi of the first New Year he spent with the girl in the second simulation.
Time flies.
The little girl who once was transformed into a god.
But that dependence is still strong in my memory.
"tutor."
In the darkness of the night, Krisha uttered a dull voice: "Aren't you going to chase me away?"
Before the night raid.
The witch was mentally prepared to be scolded.
But Xu Xi did not do so.
He just stroked the girl's long gray-silver hair gently with gentle force: "Krisha is usually very well behaved, so I think... it's acceptable for her to be willful occasionally."
Krisha seemed very happy.
Although her expression was calm, her eyelashes trembled from time to time.
"tutor."
She called Xu Xi softly, pulling the quilt with both hands, so that the thick quilt covered both herself and Xu Xi: "Thank you."
Express your gratitude with clumsy words.
The tone is as calm as water.
This is the beauty that belongs only to witches.
"It's not a matter of thanking me or not," Xu Xi's palm slid across the witch's hair, stopped at the tip of her nose, and flicked the witch lightly.
It's late at night.
It's time to go to sleep.
But because of the witch's intrusion, Xu Xi no longer felt sleepy at all.
Therefore, he could only lie on the bed, looking up at the ceiling with the witch, and talking about past events in life.
Chatting and chatting.
The moonlight shines into the bedroom through the window.
Due to the tilted angle, a layout is formed with half of it bright and the other half dark.
Xu Xi was on the lit side, with a young face and an energetic body, without any of the old age that the witch was worried about.
"tutor."
"Can you tell me something about yourself?"
Krisha was lying next to Xu Xi.
Quietly.
Her hands were still grasping the edge of the quilt, and she was looking at Xu Xi with her beautiful eyes.
"Krisa, what do you want to know?"
Xu Xi originally thought that what the girl wanted to ask was about the years in the magical world before he met the girl.
But the witch's answer was unexpected.
"I think……"
"Learn about your affairs on Earth."
The witch had a lot to say, but in front of Xu Xi, she lacked the courage to do so.
then.
She brought up this topic.
"That may disappoint you, Krisa. My experience on Earth was very boring, even mediocre."
The wandering memories drift in the wind.
Thoughts of the past follow the light.
In the room, on the bed, the man had a reminiscent look on his face.
"You and Mo Li know that during the recent period, I was confined to a wheelchair because of my injured legs."
"And earlier years..."
"I am an orphan, and was sent to an orphanage to grow up. I am dull and boring, and there is nothing worth mentioning."
"Even among ordinary people, they are quite ordinary."
Some memories are not beautiful.
But it is also part of life.
Xu Xi gently told the witch about his past, a period of life that was, as he said, extremely mediocre and even a little sloppy.
Dull and tasteless.
Bland and uninteresting.
"Very ordinary, right, Krisa?" After briefly explaining it, Xu Xi looked at the girl on the right.
The girl shook her head.
She looked a little confused, probably because she was puzzled by the question.
How can it be ordinary?
How could it be ordinary?
The witch, who has been wandering since childhood, knows better than anyone how difficult it is to survive alone.
“Pah—”
It's like throwing a stone into a lake.
The moonlight became fragmented and mottled due to the waving of arms.
Krisa lowered her eyes and felt a sound becoming clear from the bottom of her heart, like the splashing of mud and water, or the blowing of warm wind.
Memories from the past flashed quickly.
"Krisha, what a nice name."
"This necklace really suits Krisa."
"I'm sorry, Krisha, for making you see me in such an awkward state."
"Krisha, you... have graduated."
The sun that gives meaning to the shadows.
It's not natural.
He just experienced the cold first, and then gave the warmth he longed for in his heart to those who were equally helpless and confused.
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