Song Qingqing sighed helplessly, "Xiaoyi, you might really be mistaken. Xingchen could never be that kind of person."
"I can't possibly make a mistake once, twice, or even three times!"
If you don't believe me, you can come with me now and see for yourself.
Once you see for yourself, you'll know whether I'm right or not.
After saying that, the unlucky guy grabbed Song Qingqing and headed towards the orphanage.
Seeing how persistent he was, Song Qingqing had no choice but to accompany him.
In any case, she still believed in Sikong Xingchen.
She believed that the other party would never do such a thing.
"Qingqing, you'll find out soon enough that I wasn't lying."
He's really suspicious. Why would he go to the orphanage three times in a week?
"And every single time, he makes those little kids take their clothes off. Something just doesn't feel right." The unlucky guy practically said that Sikong Xingchen was a pervert who could do such a thing to such poor children.
Song Qingqing didn't like hearing this and criticized, "Xiaoyi, don't say that again. I don't like hearing it, and I don't want to hear it."
"No matter what, Xingchen is still my boyfriend. You can't talk about him like that to my face, understand?"
Upon hearing this, the unlucky fellow was heartbroken. He swallowed his bitterness and replied, "For your sake, I won't say anything more about him."
However, this does not change the fact that he is a scoundrel and a pervert.
And so, Song Qingqing followed the unlucky guy to the orphanage. As luck would have it, when the two of them went in, Sikong Xingchen was helping two children unbutton their clothes.
Song Qingqing was stunned; she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Especially those two innocent faces and those two pairs of bewildered eyes.
Song Qingqing felt as if struck by lightning, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in; her whole body began to shake.
Sikong Xingchen was very surprised. He didn't expect Song Qingqing to appear here. Seeing her looking so shocked and confused, he was about to step forward to help her up.
However, before he could touch her, Song Qingqing excitedly pushed his hand away and retreated, creating distance between them.
Seeing that Song Qingqing was starting to reject Sikong Xingchen, the unlucky guy secretly rejoiced, "Qingqing, see, I wasn't wrong! He's a pervert."
Before the unlucky guy could finish speaking, Song Qingqing slapped him across the face, and then stepped forward and slapped Sikong Xingchen across the face as well.
Then, covering his face, he fled the place.
What Song Qingqing didn't see was that there were two little swimsuits in front of the two children.
Seeing this, Lao Wang was about to follow them out to explain things to his boss.
As a result, his phone suddenly rang. He answered it and his expression changed drastically. He whispered a few words to Si Xingkong Xingchen, who told him to act immediately.
After Lao Wang left, only Sikong Xingchen, the unlucky guy, and two kids who knew nothing were left here.
"Sikong Xingchen, you pervert, you don't deserve to be with Qingqing."
The unlucky guy was slapped by Song Qingqing and felt terrible, but when he saw that Sikong Xingchen had also been slapped, he felt inexplicably better.
"She's not good enough for me, but what about you?" Sikong Xingchen's sharp gaze fell on the unlucky guy, who couldn't help but shiver.
Realizing he was being outmaneuvered, the unfortunate fellow forced a calm facade and stubbornly retorted, "At least, I'm no worse than you."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Xingchen narrowed his starry eyes slightly, then walked towards the unlucky fellow and warned, "I'm warning you again."
As Sikong Xingchen approached, his powerful and terrifying aura, almost tangible, swept towards the unlucky fellow like a tidal wave, causing the unlucky fellow's back to bend.
"Song Qingqing, she is the woman I have chosen, and she is the woman destined for me."
You'd better put away those thoughts you shouldn't have.
If this happens again, I won't hesitate to make you disappear.
Upon hearing Sikong Xingchen's words, the unlucky fellow finally couldn't take it anymore, spitting out a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground.
The two children were seeing Sikong Xingchen in such a terrifying way for the first time, and they burst into tears.
Upon seeing this, Sikong Xingchen immediately changed his expression and began to comfort them.
Meanwhile, Song Qingqing arrived at a quiet park, her mind still filled with the lingering images from earlier.
How could Sikong Xingchen be that kind of person?
He couldn't possibly be that kind of person, could he?
But why did he do that?
Why?
Why is that?
Who are you grieving for this time?
After an unknown amount of time, the pale-faced scholar suddenly appeared on the opposite tree branch.
He shook his calves as he looked at Song Qingqing, whose face was full of sorrow.
It was as if the pale, almost dead person from last night wasn't him at all.
In the heat of the moment, Song Qingqing saw the pale-faced scholar and became even angrier. She picked up a small stone from the ground and started throwing it at him.
"Ah, no, ah, no."
The pale-faced scholar, in pain, repeatedly begged for mercy.
"You still haven't told me about the question from last time?" Song Qingqing stopped what she was doing, still wanting to know what exactly was on her neck.
"Sigh, I think it's better for you if you don't know." The pale-faced scholar sat up and looked at Song Qingqing under the tree.
"I want to die knowing the truth. I don't want to die without understanding anything." Song Qingqing had had enough of the feeling of knowing nothing.
The pale-faced scholar remained silent for a long time before sighing again and saying, "Since you're so eager to know, then I'll tell you."
Actually, this is a sign of mutation. Anyone with this sign is a mutant, and it also indicates that they possess a certain ability.
Hearing this, Song Qingqing felt something was off, but couldn't pinpoint the problem, so she could only ask again, "Like you have a magic spell to freeze people in place?"
The pale-faced scholar was not surprised upon hearing this and nodded. "I am also a mutant. My ability is to immobilize people."
That's strange. Her ability seems to be able to freeze people, but it can also change plants.
What are her abilities?
Song Qingqing was led astray by this question.
At this moment, I completely forgot about what had just happened.
"However, abilities vary in strength, and mine is relatively weak; besides immobilization, I have nothing else."
"Can I see your design?" Song Qingqing suddenly became interested in other people's designs.
But as soon as she said that, the pale-faced scholar's face turned bright red, and his eyes darted away.
Seeing this, Song Qingqing narrowed her eyes, "You're not lying to me, are you!"
"No, no." The pale-faced scholar sensed the hostility in Song Qingqing's tone and hurriedly waved his hand.
"Then why won't you show it to me?"
"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's that I'm afraid you won't dare."
"What do I have to be afraid of? It's just a pattern."
How dare you underestimate her? Song Qingqing has already died once, what wouldn't she dare to do?
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