Chapter 453 The Truth of the Past
"A misunderstanding?" Qingfeng looked at Meng Qingyin in surprise and asked, "What misunderstanding?"
"If I remember correctly, the scene you described should have happened on the previous map..." Meng Qingyin said, also lost in that memory.
"I was hallucinating because I was grinding the tower too frequently and was corrupted by demonic energy. From your perspective, you would touch my forehead to see if I have a fever, but do you know what I saw from my perspective?"
"What?" Qingfeng asked curiously.
Meng Qingyin laughed at herself, "A toad. I saw a toad in your hand, so I refused very decisively at the time."
"So that's what happened." Qingfeng couldn't help but chuckle, then shook his head. "Unfortunately, I don't remember any of it."
Meng Qingyin comforted her, "It's okay, you'll definitely remember it gradually in the future."
Just as he finished speaking, a voice rang out from outside the train: "Mengmeng, are you there?"
Meng Qingyin was taken aback, and when she turned her head, she saw Qin Feng standing at the door.
Qingfeng asked in a low voice, "Who is she? Is she also your friend?"
Meng Qingyin nodded, "Mm."
Qin Feng smiled charmingly, "What, aren't you welcoming me?"
Meng Qingyin asked naturally, "You didn't come here for Poison Fang, did you?"
Qin Feng's smile froze on his face.
She was indeed after Poison Fang, but her plan was to first lower Meng Qingyin's guard and then find a suitable opportunity to ask her about Poison Fang.
Why did Meng Qingyin ask the question so directly, instead of following the usual procedure?
Qin Feng didn't know how to answer, so he simply pretended to be stupid, "What fangs? I don't understand what you're talking about."
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand,” Meng Qingyin didn’t dwell on the topic. “Guests from afar are naturally welcome, so I will certainly treat them with the utmost hospitality.”
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "Dinner should be light and simple, nothing too lavish. But I'm a picky eater, so please forgive me."
Qin Feng's appearance didn't seem to have changed much from before, and Meng Qingyin began to wonder if she had also lost her memory this time.
To verify this idea, she pointed at Qingfeng and asked, "Do you know her?"
Qin Feng glanced at Qing Feng, his eyes showing no familiarity whatsoever: "I don't know him."
Meng Qingyin confirmed that Qin Feng's experience was the same as Qing Feng's.
They disappeared and then reappeared suddenly, all to take the fangs from her.
That deity was far too persistent, sending people over one after another.
Then she would be even less likely to hand over the venomous fangs easily.
...
Meng Qingyin arranged a carriage for Qin Feng, and Qin Feng stayed there. However, she and Qingfeng were like strangers now, which made Meng Qingyin feel very uncomfortable.
It's truly heartbreaking that two people who were once so close now don't even remember each other.
However, Qingfeng can already recall some fragments of the past. Given time, they will surely return to how they were in the past, right?
Qingfeng was in charge of cooking dinner. Although she had lost all her memories, she still remembered her cooking skills perfectly. Apart from not having that memory, there was no other change.
Qin Feng also still enjoyed the food Qingfeng cooked. In just one meal, Qin Feng became familiar with Qingfeng on his own.
Of course, Qingfeng's attitude towards her was somewhat polite and distant.
Meng Qingyin knew that they all needed time to get to know each other.
...
That night, Meng Qingyin had a dream that she hadn't had in a long time.
In the dream, the white fox's pupils were three times redder than blood, and Meng Qingyin immediately felt worried: "Little White, your eyes..."
The white fox nestled skillfully into her arms: "My eyes are fine, let's talk about your matter first—the Night Demon leader is looking for you?"
Meng Qingyin pinched its ear, "Is the god it's talking about really related to you?"
The white fox did not deny it: "That's right, I entered its dream and instilled in it the concept of a chosen one."
Meng Qingyin looked down at it, "So it really was you..."
No wonder it felt so familiar back then.
"But why did you make me the leader of the Night Demon Clan?" Meng Qingyin asked.
The white fox's tone turned serious: "A war between alien races could break out at any time. Once a war breaks out, the Blue Star people will have almost no ability to protect themselves, and the Night Demons will become your reliance."
"So it was all for me again..." Meng Qingyin murmured, "Xiao Bai, why are you always so good to me?"
The white fox's voice was tinged with sadness, "But I can never make up for it, you know? If it weren't for saving me, your mother wouldn't have been in this situation..."
This was the first time Meng Qingyin had heard about her mother's deeds from someone else.
In fact, she has no memory of her mother from childhood; the word "mother" is just a title to her.
However, she was very curious about the connection between the white fox and her mother.
The white fox nestled on her arm and began to tell its story: "When I was very young, I accidentally ended up on Blue Star because of my enemies' pursuit. I was badly injured, and it was your mother who saved me. She healed my wounds and took good care of me. Later, my enemies found Blue Star. They followed my scent and found me, but my wounds hadn't fully healed, and I was no match for them. It was your mother who desperately held them off, giving me and you a chance to escape."
The white fox choked up a little, "Later, my family arrived, and when I got back, she was already... Your mother died because of me, I'm so sorry. If it weren't for me, you would have had the best mother in the world. Later, when you were only two years old, you were sent to an orphanage because you were a human from Earth and couldn't live on my home planet, and I couldn't stay on Earth forever either."
“I once secretly went back to Earth to see you, and you know what happened after that.”
The white fox buried its face in Meng Qingyin's arms, "It's not that I'm being nice to you, it's that I owe you. So I will do everything I can to help you survive."
It would not hesitate to sacrifice its own life.
At first, it dared not tell Meng Qingyin about this past, because it was afraid of seeing hatred and disgust in her eyes.
Later, it realized that Meng Qingyin had the right to know the truth, and it couldn't hide it from her just because it was afraid of being hated.
“No, you don’t owe me anything,” Meng Qingyin said in a deep voice, rubbing its fluffy head.
"On the contrary, I am very grateful to you. Thank you for letting me know that my mother is such a good person. She saved you, and naturally she doesn't want you to live with guilt and unease forever. Xiaobai, let it go. You don't owe me anything. Don't feel like you owe me anything anymore. Live for yourself."
Tears soaked the white fox's fur. At this moment, Meng Qingyin's words were like a key, unlocking the shackles that had bound it.
“I live for myself,” the white fox suddenly looked at her, her tone firm, “but now my motivation to live is you. At first, I helped you out of guilt, wanting to make it up to you, but now I truly consider you my most important friend. I still stand by what I said, I will do everything I can to help you live.”
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