The girl not far away stiffened and slowly turned around, only to see a familiar figure.
His height, build, voice, mask—and the familiar eyes behind the mask.
Jiang Xiao (Jiang Xun) said softly, "I told you to wait for me at home. How did you end up here?"
"You—you—you finished your mission? You adapted to your Star Skills?" He Chongyang stood up, her voice trembling. "But—but Auntie just said, she said..."
Behind Jiang Xiao stood a man wearing a Headband White Ghoul Helmet, but He Chongyang had completely overlooked him by now.
"You're not stupid, Little Chongyang." Jiang Xiao stepped forward and stood before He Chongyang. He reached out and picked up the Ringed Stone Tablet hanging from the necklace on her chest, looking at the image of his masked face.
Jiang Xiao said softly, "Maybe you don't have enough experience. Maybe you haven't been through enough. Maybe you're still too single-minded. But, Little Chongyang, you're not stupid."
He Chongyang stared blankly at Jiang Xiao. At that moment, she did not move at all, and she could not even say a word.
The scene before her, the person standing there so truly and tangibly, made her feel as if she were in a beautiful dream.
Jiang Xiao continued, "You know that she isn't your aunt. For more than half a year, you've seen me many times, yet you never spoke a word to me. You were forbidden from approaching me. You realized long ago that something was wrong, didn't you?"
"Gulp." He Chongyang swallowed. Her little mind had already become a tangled mess.
Jiang Xiao pressed He Chongyang down onto the wooden-stump stool. He knelt beside her and gently smoothed her pretty short hair.
Jiang Xiao said softly, "You had already realized that something was wrong. Even Paper Ink Book