Yu Xunge silently averted her gaze. She considered herself different from Qihua, after all. She would not go looking for trouble.
A few days later, Qihua was sitting beside her, looking at her sketches as usual, when she suddenly asked, "You've been to other timelines. Did the other versions of me... ever go to see her?"
Remembering her own foolish habit of collecting a small bottle of Variation Quicksand in every timeline irritated Yu Xunge. Though dismayed, she still answered, "No. Not a single one."
That answer would make Youwo laugh aloud, and it brought a captivating little smile to Qihua's face.
Yu Xunge asked instinctively, "You know she wouldn't want to see you in the Burial Ground either, right?"
Qihua's faint smile vanished. Her eyes, so gentle a second ago, slowly lowered to the picture in her hands, and she murmured, "Mm."
Even the flowers on her wilted. Was she unhappy again?
For a moment, Yu Xunge regretted asking.
Sensing her chagrin, Qihua looked away from the picture she could never tire of looking at and regarded Zai Jiu Xunge with a half-smile. "Sometimes you really are a little too well-behaved. You're more interesting when you're covered in spikes and trying to kill me."
Was she looking for trouble again? Yu Xunge's expression cooled. She turned back to her drawing and decided not to speak to Qihua for a while.
Zhuri, who had been sitting on the other side watching Zai Jiu Xunge draw, could not help giving Qihua a strange look.
Qihua looked back, raising one eyebrow. Something to say?
Zhuri curled her lips into a smile that did not reach her eyes, wearing an expression that said she would not stoop to a Fragrant Branch's level.
She had asked around about quite a few things, but she