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"...You didn't have to go out of your way to tell me this, I—"

Before she could finish, Ding Yuqing's phone rang. She whispered an extremely soft "Sorry" to Hesta, then answered it. "Sis?"

During the call, Ding Yuqing gave Hesta a highly surprised glance.

"Okay... okay, I understand... not yet, we're downstairs... okay, mm, goodbye."

"What is it?" Hesta asked.

"Miaomiao woke up again just now..." Ding Yuqing looked at her. "My sister asked whether we got home safely, and then... told me to remind you that it'd be best not to run around this weekend."

"Why?"

"When we left earlier, didn't my sister say Miaomiao wanted you to stay in the hospital all weekend?" Ding Yuqing said softly. "Miaomiao just gave the reason... She said you were going to have terribly bad luck these next couple of days, so you couldn't go running around."

"...Huh?"

"Shall we go back?" Ding Yuqing took Hesta's left arm. "It really is getting late..."

She tugged Hesta a few reluctant steps back, but Hesta soon caught her hand and stopped her.

"Wait, Yuqing..."

"I'm not trying to scare you," Ding Yuqing said as she looked back at her helplessly. "I told you before—when Miaomiao says something bad will happen, it always comes true—"

"I remember." Hesta spoke softly. "But a fortune teller once read my fortune and said I was suited for dangerous places. The more dangerous, the better. Best if I was always one step from death—"

Ding Yuqing laughed. "...What kind of nonsense is that? How could there be a fortune teller like that? And you actually believed it?"

"Why shouldn't I? It sounded quite reasonable to me... I wonder how skilled Madam Kaja is?" Hesta asked curiously. "Are her readings accurate?"

"I... don't know."

"How could you not know?