Rong Zi pondered for a long time, but still couldn't understand the result of her reasoning.
She pondered for a moment, looked at Jun Moyao in her hand, then at Xiaobai beside her, and her eyes flickered slightly as if she had thought of something.
Rong Zi was playing with Jun Moyao's silver hair when she suddenly said something to Xiao Bai.
"Can I ask you something?"
Looking at the expression on her face, Xiao Bai felt a little uneasy for some reason.
It reflexively stepped back, trying to keep as far away from Rong Zi as possible, before asking, "What is it?"
Rong Zi pointed to Xiao Bai's fan and asked, "Who drew that little turtle on your body?"
Xiao Bai was taken aback when she suddenly asked about it.
Instead of answering Rong Zi, it asked a question in return.
Why are you asking this?
Rong Zi curled the corners of her lips and replied, "Just curious. Such a perfect masterpiece, the person who could draw it must be very extraordinary."
noob:"……"
A perfect masterpiece?!
Do people say that?
If Xiaobai had a mouth, its lips would probably be twitching and going numb by now.
How did Rong Zi come to such an outrageous conclusion?
Could her eyes be blind?!
Xiao Bai chuckled twice, speechless, and said, "It is quite unique. To be able to draw so ugly, one can be considered a talent."
Rong Zi clicked her tongue. "Tsk, that's because you don't know how to appreciate it. It's obviously very beautiful."
Upon hearing this, Xiaobai immediately became agitated.
It won't appreciate it?
Xiaobai was furious and snorted, "Of course you think it looks good, after all..."
It seemed to suddenly realize something halfway through its sentence, and its voice abruptly stopped.
Rong Zi's expression hardened slightly, and she pressed for an answer: "After all what?"
The reaction was quite quick.
We were so close to getting useful information out of it.
“After all…” Xiaobai’s voice was a little tense, but she forced herself to speak as naturally as possible, “After all, your taste is not much different from that person’s, and you only like little turtles.”
Rong Zi twirled Jun Moyao's silver hair with her fingertips and said meaningfully, "Oh? According to you, that person does indeed resemble me somewhat."
Xiao Bai looked at her and muttered something under his breath.
"It's more than just similar."
Although its sound was soft, it still reached Rong Zi's ears.
Rong Zi pursed her lips slightly, then changed the subject and asked, "So, who drew this little turtle on your body?"
Little White was a little puzzled as to why she had suddenly become interested in this matter. After carefully considering her words, she replied, "Just someone I know."
"Male or female?" Rong Zi continued to press.
"Why are you asking so many questions?" Xiaobai clearly didn't want to answer her anymore.
Rong Zi clearly wasn't going to let it go so easily. "I already said, I was just curious. You still haven't answered me. Was that person a man or a woman?"
Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, but still answered her.
"A woman."
As expected, Rong Zi asked again, "What's your name?"
Little White had already realized that she was deliberately asking it about that person. After thinking for a moment, it began to avoid answering.
Even if I told you, you wouldn't know him.
Rong Zi: "How do you know I don't know her if you don't tell me? Besides, does that mean I can't know her name even if I don't know her?"
Xiao Bai was driven crazy by her persistent questioning, so he simply made up a story.
"I forgot."
Rong Zi scrutinized it intently, "Did you really forget, or are you pretending?"
Xiao Bai twisted his body and said, "Anyway, I just forgot."
Upon seeing this, Rong Zi laughed directly, "I think you didn't forget, but rather you didn't want to tell me, right?"
"Say what you will, I just don't remember." Even if I do remember, I can't say it.
Seeing that Xiaobai's attitude was clear, Rong Zi was not in a hurry, but nodded with a smile.
"OK."
As she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at the little sunflower, which was still covered in flour with its leaves, staring intently at Jun Moyao, and thinking about painting him with a dead person's makeup. She called out to it abruptly.
"Little Sunflower".
Little Sunflower was taken aback. "Huh? What's wrong?"
Rong Zi sighed and smoothed Jun Moyao's silver hair with one finger.
"I've checked, and Egg is indeed dead. To give him a dignified farewell, you should continue applying the mortuary makeup. I'll dig a hole here and bury him later, so he can rest in peace."
Upon hearing this, Little Sunflower's eyes lit up instantly.
It excitedly waved its two leaves, and flour fell off them like snowflakes.
"No problem, leave it to me. I'll make sure he gets a perfect makeover."
Just as Rong Zi was about to hand Jun Moyao to Xiao Kuihua, Xiao Bai almost jumped up and rushed forward to snatch him away.
"Release my master at once!"
The moment it charged forward, Rong Zi flicked it lightly with his finger, effortlessly sending it flying back into the stone wall.
noob:"……"
A hint of a smile flashed in Rong Zi's eyes. She grabbed Jun Moyao's arms and lifted him up, offering very 'understanding' advice to Xiaobai.
"Although I understand how you feel, Little Sunflower is right, the dead cannot be brought back to life. You must accept this and move on, Little White."
"Yes, yes, we should accept this and move on." Little Sunflower chimed in, "Give him to me quickly, I'll do his makeup right away."
Little White struggled to pry himself off the stone wall, and was furious.
"Condolences my ass! My master is perfectly fine, how could you bury him alive?"
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