He conjured a rose out of thin air.
"This is a girl named Xiao Lan. Her flesh and blood nourished—no, transformed—into a rose. It's so fresh and tender; it must taste very sweet. Try it."
The magician squinted and stuffed the rose into Huang He's beak.
Ignoring his resistance, they frantically stuffed it in, determined to push it all the way down, into his throat, into his esophagus.
The hoarse, stammering voice lightly vibrated the ground without stirring up a speck of dust.
As the Yellow Crane raises its head, the sun grows brighter, and the world before its eyes gradually dims.
...
The afternoon sun was just right.
Jin Wuwu rested her chin on her hand, standing quietly in front of the stage, as languid as a sleepy cat.
Da da da.
Light footsteps came from the stairs.
What appeared first was a pair of ordinary white sneakers.
The toes of the shoes are slightly upturned, as cheerful as a playful little deer.
"Where are you going?" Jin Wuwu didn't turn around, her face turning cold.
"I'm a passenger, I can go wherever I want." The white shoes continued to descend, revealing two slightly chubby legs.
"Jin Xixi, don't think that just because you consider yourself a tourist, I can't do anything to you." Jin Wuwu was a little embarrassed and angry.
"Is that so? Then what are you going to do?" Turning around, she revealed a face that was both cute and sharp, just like Jin Wuwu's, produced on the same assembly line.
"You are not allowed to go out."
Jin Wuwu's eight slender legs moved swiftly to the side, blocking the opponent's path.
"Are you afraid I'll tip off that little girl in the cheongsam?" Jin Xixi's youthful face, yet she addressed the adult Yuan Qingli as a little girl, had a kind of old-fashioned humor.
Ignoring Jin Wuwu's fierceness, Jin Xixi slowly turned around.
Looking at the clock on the wall, her expression was one of helplessness and sorrow, and she sighed softly, "So many years have passed, and you still won't give up?"
"Why should I give up? Should I always appear like this? Who doesn't want to be an ordinary, normal girl?"
Jin Wuwu pounded on her legs as if trying to sever them, crying out, "I just want to be myself again, is that wrong?"
"The idea was right, but the action was wrong." Jin Xixi still had her back to Jin Wuwu, completely ignoring her approaching footsteps.
"I was wrong, but does that mean you're right? Can you bear to watch your own sister have eight legs for the rest of her life?"
"It's unbearable, but you shouldn't give in to it."
"Otherwise what? Submit to you, sister? I've waited for you for three years, so why don't you turn me back into your sister?" Tears welled up in Jin Wuwu's eyes, and those who heard it felt a pang of sorrow.
"Perhaps you can wait a little longer..."
"Still waiting? I'll find it. It recovered halfway in two months. I don't want to wait any longer."
"Sigh." Jin Xixi didn't reply.
Perhaps even she herself didn't believe she could get what she wanted.
Jin Xixi reached out and touched the front desk, then looked up at the decorations on the ceiling.
It was designed by the two of them working together for dozens of days and nights, and it took a lot of effort to keep the tourists after the show ended.
Jin Xixi remarked, "This hotel used to be so lively."
"Yes, back then, there was a constant stream of guests, and the whole hotel was filled with laughter."
"But since I handed it over to you, things have been getting worse and worse."
"That's not my fault. That's how it is in circuses. I'm lucky if I even have customers."
Do you think the circus still has a chance to return to its original state?
"That depends on when the regimental commander returns."
The two, who were originally at loggerheads, are now reminiscing about the past.
"You were just about to tell them where the commander is, weren't you?" The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
“I’m not going now.” Jin Xixi reached out and tossed the hair in front of her neck behind her.
Upon hearing this, Jin Wuwu felt slightly relieved.
Jin Xixi turned around, her face beaming with a smile: "Because I've already given it to you."
Jin Wuwu's aura surged wildly.
A chill suddenly descended upon the entire hall, and sunlight was blocked out of the doors and windows.
"Stop pretending, I know you're reluctant. Otherwise, would you expect me to eat and stay here for free every day?"
The murderous intent vanished.
Jin Wuwu: "It's all thanks to the Black Gold VIP card given to me by the guild leader."
Jin Xixi: "It's just a card. You're the store manager now, and you can just throw it away like that."
Jin Wuwu: "How could that be? Our shop never cheats its customers; we always keep our word."
Their eyes met, and the two burst out laughing.
"You said you gave it to me, but if your handwriting is legible, then you're a dog."
"It seems she signed a contract. The animal trainer really does have dogs, huh?" Jin Xixi tilted her head and chuckled.
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