Why dress up as Santa Claus?
Has this person run out of new ways to celebrate?
It was like this last year, and it's still like this now.
Rong Shang smiled and shook her head helplessly.
The man glanced at her and smiled back, then, as he took off his Christmas costume, he said, "There's no reason why, I just suddenly wanted to do it."
Yes, it happened suddenly.
It was as if, somewhere deep in his memory, he had done the same thing.
Perhaps some memories are just interconnected.
Rong Shang looked at him for a while before lowering her eyes.
Her tightly clenched left hand opened, and she stared intently at the Blood Spirit Orb in her hand.
Mu Chen saw it, raised an eyebrow, and looked somewhat surprised.
"Isn't this the Blood Spirit Orb?"
"Um."
“Blood Spirit Pearl…” Mu Chen’s deep gaze was fixed on her hand, his expression puzzled.
What happened?
Wasn't the Blood Spirit Orb placed in his study?
The gaze before her was too intense; Rong Shang knew he was surprised.
She looked up at him, her tone flat, and casually explained, "You gave it to me."
"..."
Yeah?
Mu Chen was momentarily dazed. "When?"
He has no recollection of why.
That's strange.
"last year."
Rong Chang lowered her eyes again to look at the Blood Spirit Pearl in her hand.
In that instant, a voice emerged from last year's memories.
Why did you give it to me?
"Don't you want it?"
That is...
Rong Shang smiled, but said nothing more.
But silently, he tightened his grip on the Blood Spirit Pearl in his hand.
*
(The Eighteenth Plane)
(over)
*
The dilapidated little house's small windows rattled loudly as the cold wind blew against them.
Blood was slowly seeping from the wound.
Her senses were assaulted by waves of pain from the numerous cuts, large and small, on her arm.
But the girl was already numb.
She forgot when it started, but her inner self began to malfunction.
I can only feel alive when I'm in pain.
*
Is it bad?
Bai Xiaoyu had never seen such a terrible life.
Because of their poverty, the family moved into the Happiness Courtyard.
The so-called "Happy Courtyard" was actually a humble dwelling where 27 impoverished families had no choice but to share a room due to various hardships.
The houses here are dilapidated, the kind whose roofs leak when it rains.
Moreover, most of the people living here are all sorts of shady characters.
Some steal, some cheat on their husbands and wives with others, and some are so audacious that they harass this person or that person all the time.
In short, there wasn't a single day of peace for the people in this happy little courtyard.
But it's bad enough that these days are so miserable.
Why is it that her life can only be summed up with the words "misfortune" and "tragedy"?
When she was a child, Bai Xiaoyu was not liked by her grandparents. Whenever her parents went out to work, she often went hungry and suffered a lot of physical pain.
As she grew up, she learned to protect herself.
My grandparents have also passed away.
That same year, her father injured his hand at the construction site and was unable to work, so he had to resign and return to the Happiness Courtyard to work as a security guard.
Bai Xiaoyu thought she would finally experience fatherly love, but little did she know that her happiness would be short-lived.
Her father was accidentally beaten to death by men brought by the man while he was dealing with a family dispute with his neighbor.
I remember that day, it was shown on the calendar.
December 24th.
It was on Christmas Eve.
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