After leaving Mumu to bandage Si Xiaonan's wounds, Lin Qiye walked straight out of the room and shut the door behind him. Leaning against the wall, he let out a helpless sigh after a long while.
Si Xiaonan's actions from earlier resurfaced in his mind, leaving him somewhat dazed.
Lin Qiye had only seen that level of stress response in frightened stray cats. The more insecure and fragile they were, the more violently they reacted to outside stimuli. In the instant Si Xiaonan had driven the knife toward his neck, he had seen the helplessness and stubbornness in her eyes.
The obedient, well-behaved Si Xiaonan of Cangnan City, who silently supported everyone; the ruthless and decisive Si Xiaonan in the mist, deceiving all living beings with trickery; and the seemingly strong but inwardly fragile Si Xiaonan from just now... which one was the real her?
Or perhaps none of them were?
Lin Qiye could no longer tell.
Lin Qiye remembered that the last time they had met was in the Pill Hall of Kunlun Void.
If Si Xiaonan's mention of the green Higanbana had not stirred his memories, he would not have let her leave so easily. In the end, even though she had become the God of Trickery's agent, standing against Great Xia, deep down Lin Qiye still refused to believe that the sweet and obedient Si Xiaonan from Team 136 was a traitor.
And Jinian's existence only confirmed it further.
Just as Lin Qiye's thoughts were running wild, the door behind him opened. A round, bandage-wrapped head poked through the crack and babbled something at him.
"You've worked hard, Mumu." Lin Qiye patted its head and turned to enter the room.
Si Xiaonan had already gotten dressed and was sitting by the window. Some color had finally returned