What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"No way? He's mute? His grades are so good."

“She can talk; I saw her talk to the teacher.”

"I heard her family is very powerful; she's someone with connections."

"The underworld?"

"Be careful, or she might knock you out."

Every time she passed through the corridor, the elementary school students of the same grade would point and whisper about Jiuge to her face.

There is a lot of interest and speculation surrounding Jiuge's origins and background.

Over time, some particularly rude boys started throwing crumpled paper at her, laughing and joking as they did so.

Jiuge did not react to her classmates' attitude.

If someone goes too far, she'll give them a cold, indifferent look.

I don't know if it's because of that scary expression, but every time a student, no matter how arrogant, sees Jiu Ge's expression, they immediately shut up and turn their head away.

Later, some older boys would also make a special trip to wait near Jiu Ge's classroom to confess their feelings to her.

Some confessed their love directly, some shyly handed over love letters, some recited poems, and some even used Western magic to express their feelings.

Jiuge always treated her coldly, either ignoring her or coldly rejecting her.

Even in a "mystical" school, puppy love is strictly prohibited. Besides, Jiuge believes that she could never fall in love with anyone, and no one could ever fall in love with the real her.

No one understands the real her, and she can't have deep conversations with others.

In the third grade, a seventh grader girl confessed her feelings to Jiuge.

Jiuge was somewhat taken aback, but still coldly rejected him.

"With your personality, no matter how talented you are in other aspects in the future, it won't be of any use!"

The girl cried as she said those words and ran away.

Jiuge still didn't react.

Jiuge has always grown up surrounded by praise.

Whether it's her stunning appearance, her well-behaved and sensible personality, her spiritual skills that surpass those of adults, or her near-perfect grades, she is "perfect" in the eyes of outsiders.

Gradually, no one knew what Jiuge was thinking anymore.

As time went by, the shackles in her heart grew deeper.

No matter how turbulent Jiu Ge's heart was, she always maintained a calm expression.

"You must maintain your number one ranking."

"With Jiuge's level of ability, she can be given all sorts of evil spirits."

"This kind of thing is not difficult for you."

"You are the youngest child to join the association."

"This is your task and responsibility; you cannot be willful in any way."

Nobody likes a bad kid.

You have to grow up according to the requirements of your elders.

Her parents didn't like her because she wasn't good enough.

Chapter 100 Mr. Knight

In fifth grade, Jiuge's parents, who hadn't seen her for six months, took her to a meeting in Jingcheng for the first time.

At the meeting, Jiuge met Mr. Knight.

"Are you Ms. Jiuge?" At the end of the meeting, Mr. Knight came to look after Jiuge at the request of her parents.

"Is there something you need?" Jiuge glanced at the knight expressionlessly, her eyes devoid of any warmth.

Although her voice was still very young, she already possessed a cold aura that kept people at a distance.

“I have come to look after you at the request of your parents.” The knight scratched his head, and his armor made a series of metallic clanging sounds.

“I know…” Jiuge paused for a moment upon hearing the metallic sound.

Jiuge, who had never seen the knight face-to-face before, only then noticed the knight's neither-human-nor-spirit appearance.

Subconsciously, feeling fear, she instinctively wanted to run.

But Jiuge's reason immediately told her that she couldn't do that.

……

The meeting in Jingcheng lasted for several days.

The companionship of her parents that Jiuge longed for did not happen.

These days, apart from bathing, sleeping, and changing clothes, the Knight has been taking care of her daily needs at the designated location in place of the new butler.

During this period, there were no family rules or precepts.

Aside from being strictly restricted to a specific location, the knight disregarded all rules and regulations.

Whether it was showing Jiuge cartoons day and night or trying every possible way to entertain her, he made sure Jiuge had everything he needed, just like taking care of a toddler.

Twelve colors of modeling clay, teddy bears, flower ropes, small candies, electric magic wands...

The knights tried many different tricks, all so that Jiuge could laugh like her peers.

All his actions were subconscious, and he couldn't explain why he did them.

In the knight's hazy, ancient memories, there seemed to be a quirky little girl who always haunted him.

Not long after meeting Jiuge, he quickly realized that Jiuge's true nature might be different from her appearance.

No matter how hard the knight tried, Jiuge barely paid him any attention.

But when the TV shows "Little Ear TuTu" are on, JiuGe will secretly glance at them from the side.

She wanted to secretly play with some of the cute little toys, but Jiuge just couldn't bring herself to ask.

The knight secretly observed all of this.

Having seen it and understood it, he chose not to expose it.

Before we knew it, it was the last day of the conference.

Finally, Jiuge couldn't help but ask a question.

"Uncle Knight, are you a human or a spirit?"

"I'm……"

The knight was stunned when he heard the question.

Is he a human or a spirit?

Where is he from?

Who exactly is he?

What does he still remember?

What is he going to do?

Where is he going?

A series of questions flooded the knight's mind, and he felt a splitting headache.

Because he was wearing armor the whole time, no one could see the pain on his face at that moment.

"Why are you always wearing armor? Isn't it heavy?" Seeing that the knight didn't answer her question, Jiuge didn't press him for an answer.

"Phew... I won't take off my armor even when I sleep. I can't let anyone see my face." As he spoke, the knight scratched his head again, enduring the pain and discomfort.

"Huh? Why can't people see my face?" he muttered to himself, momentarily at a loss.

The last rays of the setting sun shone through the blinds onto the knight's armor.

The dappled reflections of the falling leaves mirrored the rust spots on his body.

A broken and illusory physical body.

The armor that can never be taken off.

But who is the real knight?

The knight couldn't understand it, and couldn't comprehend it at all.

Whenever he tried to uncover this elusive truth, the intense pain in his head would remind him that this was not something he should know.

"Are you... not feeling well?" Jiuge frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

She may seem to have the same attitude towards everything, but she is actually very perceptive of people's hearts.

Having received "distorted" education over the years, Jiuge possesses a strong intuition in a normal state.

"My head hurts a little." The knight said somewhat embarrassedly as he picked at the clay in his hand again.

The armor was very hard, and the fingers were also made of metal.

The clay simply couldn't be properly shaped in his hands.

Because the different colors had been lumped together for too long, the clay had turned into a strange blackish-gray.

"Ugh……"

Like a little adult, Jiuge built a stool and stood on it on tiptoe, just like when she was a child.

She gently stretched out her hand and placed her palm about five centimeters above the knight's head.

A faint green light gradually appeared, and the knight's headache was quickly relieved.

After returning home that night, Jiuge sat in her room for a long time, holding her doll and lost in thought.

There are countless colors in the world.

The world shines because of the interplay of vibrant colors.