"You're so stupid! I can't learn it no matter how hard I try! Are you a pig?"
The man seemed not to hear the little boy's sobs and kept patting the boy's head.
Xia Xiang felt uneasy, because the little boy was Ding Xiaoyu.
Ding Xiaoyu is Jiu Wu's clone, so they looked exactly alike when they were young.
"All you do is cry. You can't even learn something this simple. How dare you cry?" The man continued to slap Ding Xiaoyu's head hard.
The little boy's suppressed sobs were like a large hand gripping Xia Xiang's heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
Xia Xiang walked quickly toward them, but found that she couldn't get close to them no matter what she did.
“You can’t save him.” “Jiu Wu” appeared behind Xia Xiang, watching the scene indifferently. “He can only save himself.”
"His heart meridian was sealed when he was on his last breath. The surrounding black energy was constantly attacking his mind. It will only end when he gives up on himself, or when the person controlling him wants him dead."
The black dragon is truly vicious, using their bodies while tormenting their souls.
"Then how can he save himself?" Xia Xiang asked, frowning.
"He himself didn't know either," Jiu Wu stared blankly at the disheveled, fierce man and the crying, helpless little boy.
Xia Xiang also looked over there, "Even if he knows he can't save himself, I can't give up on him."
"I can't do it," Xia Xiang said earnestly, looking at "Jiu Wu" with tears in her eyes.
"Do you love him?" Jiuwu suddenly asked.
“Someone once told me that I have no heart and don’t understand emotions,” Xia Xiang said after a moment of stunned silence. “But he was wrong. I can distinguish between love, friendship, and family affection.”
“I will not pity him because of his tragic childhood, but I will respect him because he has grown into a reliable adult.”
"He will know how wonderful this world is, and how many people will love him, including me."
"Jiuwu" blinked, said nothing, and silently looked at the man who kept hitting people and the little boy who was crying in grievance.
“When he wakes up, I’m going to ask him why all he has left are these unhappy memories. What do you think he’ll say?” Xia Xiang asked, looking up.
"Jiuwu" said, "He might say that he loves you too, like he loves his sister."
With tears in her eyes, Xia Xiang smiled and used her energy to condense a flute, which she then placed under her lips.
She has a photographic memory, so naturally she also remembers Ding Xiaoyu's sheet music.
The flute's sound was sharp and piercing, each note bursting out one after another.
Outside, Ding Xiaoyu's body was originally shrouded in black mist, but the moment the flute music began, a beam of light pierced through his body. As the notes increased, the beam of light gradually increased until it formed white light that completely dispelled the black mist.
In the dim space, "Jiuwu" watched Xia Xiang close her eyes and play the flute with a gentle smile, her figure slowly dissipating.
"Arthur's piano hasn't been repaired yet, I don't know if I can continue teaching you to play the piano."
Meanwhile, in the real world, Jiu Wu and Xia Xiang both cough up blood, and the music from Dong Cheng Wei also stopped.
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"Put this on," Jiu Wu said, his face pale, as he handed a bracelet to Ding Xiaoyu. "This is a bracelet that eliminates the interference between clones."
"Thank you," Ding Xiaoyu's face paled even more. She took the bracelet and turned to look at Jiu Wu, saying, "This feeling is really strange, don't you think?"
"It's alright!" Jiu Wu replied calmly.
He saw it all; his clone was impersonating him and asking his future fiancée if she loved his clone!
Ah! Family members, does anyone understand?! Whose clone is so cunning?!
Love or not, the clown is still him!
"Don't be angry. She has no heart and won't care about you," Ding Xiaoyu retorted. "I'm different. I'm her beloved older brother."
Jiu Wu: "You're really going too far!!!"
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