12. A Fleeting Lie~ / 13. Ling Wanqing's Complaints

Upon hearing the woman's answer, the police officer who was taking her statement frowned. After all, the damage and impact of this disaster were considerable, and several people had already been taken away by ambulances. Moreover, it might even be considered a terrorist attack!

The giant red truck inexplicably went out of control—no, perhaps it can't even be called out of control anymore. An investigation revealed no brake marks along the road. Could it be brake failure? But according to the surveillance footage, the truck didn't even try to turn after hitting a row of roadblocks. Surely the steering wheel and brakes couldn't have both failed?

Based on reports from members of the public and analysis of surveillance video, the target of this vehicle seems rather obvious: an unarmed teenager!

It is highly likely that it was premeditated murder!

The truck then sped out of the surveillance blind spot, and then inexplicably broke in two. No one was found at the scene; the driver and the boy had vanished into thin air!

This could offend the newly established national Paranormal Events Investigation Group! This is something that ordinary police officers can't investigate. Looking at the firefighters and several patrol officers handling the incident, they thought for a while and knew that this matter couldn't be delayed any longer.

Just as they were about to proceed with the next step of their plan, a rustling sound suddenly came from the roadside bushes, and then, a fairy-like girl, as ethereal as a celestial being from a dream, suddenly darted out!

A dark figure suddenly darted out, nearly startling everyone!

After all, they had encountered such a heavy matter, so it was understandable that they were startled by this sudden appearance of something.

So what if they've received professional training? They're still human beings!

"Hey? Little girl, what are you doing here all alone? It's so late, you should go home quickly! There's been a murder here, it's too dangerous!"

"Ah?"

"Yes, little sister, what are you doing here so late? Surely not on a late-night rendezvous?"

Upon seeing Ling Feng, another patrolman greeted him. They all offered kind words of advice because they thought Ling Feng was so handsome.

One of the patrol officers initially thought it was some homeless person and was prepared to give him a good talking-to, but when he saw Ling Feng, his thoughts immediately vanished.

Ling Feng was quite good at reading people's expressions. As soon as she came out, she noticed the subtle details in these people's words, which is why she immediately pretended to be a weak and pitiful girl.

Sure enough, even these professionally trained patrol officers almost couldn't resist Ling Feng's charming appearance!

"Actually, I got quite lost just now..."

"Ahem, that's all for now, little sister. You should go home quickly; we have important things to do and might not be able to take you home."

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, the patrol officer actually coughed in a pretentious manner, appearing quite calm.

In fact, Ling Feng knew very well that anyone with a brain wouldn't believe such a reason, and everyone present knew that too.

Who would believe that?!

But they all selectively accepted Ling Feng's actions without even asking any questions?

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Ling Feng wanted to laugh, but she forcibly suppressed it. If she didn't slip away now, when would she?!

After Ling Feng left, some people finally realized what had happened.

"Damn, Lao Liu, look at you just now, your soul was probably stolen away, wasn't it?" One of the policemen seemed to have forgotten their mission and joked.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, I'm being serious! I'm just showing concern for the flowers of our motherland, you know?" The patrolman, called Old Liu, retorted with dissatisfaction.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. Why are you so red-faced?"

Chapter Twelve: A Fleeting Lie~

After leaving the scene of the incident, Ling Feng's somewhat uneasy heart finally relaxed.

After all, this was indeed quite bizarre for ordinary people. Not only did the truck break in two for unknown reasons, but there was also no one at the scene, not even a trace of blood. Everything had vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed at all! It was simply unbelievable!

Ling Feng estimated that this would definitely be a headline story tomorrow. If a normal person encountered such a supernatural event, they would probably faint on the spot!

Although Ling Feng knew that all of this was caused by that Magical Nightmare, she was powerless to do anything about it, no matter how distressed she was.

Unexpectedly, a moment of carelessness led to the escape of this disaster.

However, it was clearly seriously injured, and it probably won't be able to come out and cause damage again anytime soon.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Feng's gaze drifted to the distant sky. A gentle breeze stirred her hair, causing her snow-white strands to flutter and dance, creating a harmonious and beautiful scene, elegant and graceful.

Her eyes were like the soft moonlight, yet tinged with a faint, ethereal melancholy...

Without giving it much thought, Ling Feng needed to hail a taxi again. By the time he deactivated his transformation and returned home, it was already around eight o'clock.

For some reason, he felt the house was a bit quiet and cold tonight, as if it lacked vitality.

"Hey? Xiaofeng, Mom and Dad went to visit relatives tonight and aren't home. It'll probably be well past midnight before they get back. You must be tired by now. Let me get you a glass of water."

On the sofa, Ling Xiaoyu rested one hand on her forehead, supporting her head. She looked somewhat tired. Only when she noticed Ling Feng had returned home did she manage a weak smile and slowly stand up.

She moved like a willow swaying in the breeze, panting heavily after every few steps, like a lotus flower drooping in a dried-up pond.

However, given Ling Xiaoyu's current frail appearance, Ling Feng certainly wouldn't let her do these things. He walked over and pressed her back onto the sofa.

Ling Feng's swift and seemingly self-deceptive actions left Ling Xiaoyu momentarily stunned, instantly bringing her back to her senses.

"Hey, let me make you a bowl of brown sugar water."

Ling Feng smiled at Ling Xiaoyu, then turned and walked towards the kitchen to prepare the food. This scene made Ling Xiaoyu pause in surprise, even feeling a little helpless. She was filled with thoughts, but in the end, she could only let out a soft sigh.

"Hey~ Xiaofeng has grown up~"

With her beautiful eyes gazing at the figure busy in the kitchen, Ling Xiaoyu's lips unconsciously curved into a smile of contentment. Then, she reluctantly closed her eyes, savoring the warm and comforting atmosphere of her home.

"Sister Xiaoyu?"

Soon after, Ling Feng came out carrying brown sugar water and a bowl of freshly cooked clear soup noodles, and placed them in front of Ling Xiaoyu, who was lying on the sofa.

Are they asleep?

After observing her closely, Ling Feng noticed that Ling Xiaoyu seemed a little off; her face was noticeably pale, and she appeared to be in some pain.

He subconsciously placed his hand on her forehead, but Ling Feng withdrew it the moment he touched it.

"It's so hot!"

Ling Feng was suddenly puzzled. "If it were just a simple fever, it wouldn't be this hot, would it?"

The temperature was comparable to his bathwater! He immediately found a thermometer and, taking advantage of Ling Xiaoyu's Ling Feng state, quickly measured her temperature. What he found almost scared him to death.

"42 degrees?!"

Ling Feng was still somewhat incredulous, and at the same time, he felt flustered and scared.

How could a normal person have a fever of 42 degrees Celsius? An ordinary person would have died long ago!

This completely defies common scientific sense!!

"Xiaofeng, can you help me carry me to bed? I feel like I can't walk anymore, I need you to carry me~"

Suddenly, upon hearing Ling Xiaoyu's soft and gentle voice, Ling Feng jerked his head up as if startled.

Upon discovering that Ling Xiaoyu was still smiling at him, Ling Feng almost lost his temper and cursed! Didn't she know what was wrong with her?

"Good..."

When Ling Feng had accumulated all his resentment to the very end, it transformed into a mournful sigh.

Without saying another word, Ling Feng carried Ling Xiaoyu on his back. He could even feel that the girl's overall body temperature had risen considerably. For some reason, he felt a pang of heartache and felt utterly exhausted.

The sloping staircase lies there, silently counting the four seasons, how many footprints fly up and down day and night.

What once seemed like such a short distance now feels incredibly far.

After carrying Ling Xiaoyu to her room, putting her on the bed, and covering her with a blanket, Ling Feng finally had time to prepare some fever-reducing medicine.

But in the instant he turned around, his hand was suddenly grabbed.

"Xiaofeng, are you crying?"

Ling Xiaoyu used the last of her strength to hold Ling Feng's hand, but Ling Feng did not turn around, letting tears slide down his cheeks, while Ling Xiaoyu still wore a gentle smile.

"No..."

Ling Xiaoyu is right, Ling Feng did cry. Does that mean he can't cry when he should? Look at yourself now!

Ling Feng desperately wanted to yell these words at Ling Xiaoyu, but he just couldn't bring himself to say them!

Ling Feng's voice trembled slightly. After speaking, he ignored Ling Xiaoyu, withdrew his hand, and walked straight out of the room.

"I'm sorry, although doing this was very excessive..."

"But I'm really happy..."

Only after Ling Feng left did Ling Xiaoyu withdraw her hand, reflecting on her actions and deeply regretting her actions...

As Magical Girls, how could she possibly let herself get into such a sorry state? At the very least, the healing potions from the Magic Mall could cure her.

Indeed, she was faking it. Even though she knew that doing so would be unfair to Ling Feng and that it was selfish, she still couldn't help but choose to deceive him, simply because she wanted a little bit of care from Ling Feng.

Perhaps loving someone is truly selfish, only considering one's own feelings.

Ling Xiaoyu knew very well that no matter how much she liked Ling Feng, she was his sister, and the two of them could never be in that kind of relationship. The elders would not allow it either. All she could do was stand behind Ling Feng and silently protect him with her heart.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me..."

"I won't forgive."

Suddenly, upon hearing a sound coming from the doorway, Ling Xiaoyu was momentarily stunned.

She hadn't expected Ling Feng to return so quickly; just now...

Ling Feng didn't say much. He took a wet towel and placed it on Ling Xiaoyu's forehead, then gave her some fever-reducing medicine and some hot water to drink.

Sitting by Ling Xiaoyu's bedside, Ling Feng felt conflicted, as did Ling Xiaoyu herself. She wasn't sure if Ling Feng had heard everything.

In fact, Ling Feng only heard what Ling Xiaoyu said when she first entered the room, and he just replied absentmindedly. He had no idea what Ling Xiaoyu was saying or thinking.

As for the water Ling Xiaoyu just drank, Ling Feng had actually mixed in some Special Healing Potion he had previously obtained. He didn't know how effective it would be, but he figured he'd use it anyway.

"Xiaofeng, don't cry, it was your sister's fault..."

"You're the one who's crying!"

Ling Feng was speechless, but Ling Xiaoyu ignored her words and reached out her still pale and weak little hand to wipe away Ling Feng's tears.

Ling Feng didn't dodge; he simply gazed quietly at Ling Xiaoyu's gentle and beautiful face, his half-sister...

Chapter Thirteen: Ling Wanqing's Complaints

Before he knew it, Ling Feng had fallen asleep by the bedside. Ling Xiaoyu gently stroked his face, her delicate features filled with tenderness.

She wasn't sure what Ling Feng had been doing lately; he was always busy from morning till night, and probably quite tired.

Nothing more was said that night.

When Ling Feng opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

Awakened by the blinding gaze, Ling Feng rubbed his sleepy eyes and struggled to sit up in bed.

Looking around, Ling Feng suddenly paused, realizing that this wasn't his room given the room's minimalist decor.

He was still a little groggy, thinking he wasn't fully awake yet, so he tugged at the blanket, turned over, and prepared to drift back to sleep, but then he felt something lying next to him...?

Touch along the soft, warm direction...

Holy crap?!

Instantly sober!!

Sure enough, just as Ling Feng was still somewhat shaken when he looked at the person lying next to him, he immediately lost his composure!

"I'm not..."

Ling Feng's mind was still blank for a moment. He remembered that he seemed to have been taking care of Ling Xiaoyu last night, and then he seemed to have fallen asleep by the bed because he was too tired...

But why am I still lying in bed?!

Ling Feng was completely baffled, but he didn't know that Ling Xiaoyu had carried him to bed after he fell asleep, so Ling Feng didn't know what was going on. That's why he was a little panicked when he saw this scene!

"Oh? Xiaofeng is so rude! How could he do such a thing to his older sister?"

Seeing Ling Feng's flustered and apprehensive appearance, Ling Xiaoyu found it rather amusing and couldn't help but laugh, even making a teasing remark.

"I... this..."

"Feel sorry!"

Feeling somewhat at a loss, Ling Feng was also speechless. He hadn't done it on purpose! But it was only a momentary lapse in judgment. He didn't care about his flushed face, got up, put on his shoes, and rushed out of Ling Xiaoyu's bedroom. This time, he really looked terrible!