Miss, you really caught the wrong fish!

"Well, Xiao Qin knows."

The boy nodded obediently, but he became more confused.

——Did Uncle Murong rest in the same room with Mom today? Then why did Uncle come out of Sister's room just now...

Just when Qin Heng was puzzled, he accidentally glanced over and suddenly saw that the man seemed to be holding something in his hand...

The boy tilted his head in confusion and looked blankly at Murong Xuan who was smiling in front of him.

"What's wrong, Xiao Qin?"

"Uncle...what's that in your hand? Is it something delicious?"

"!?"

When the man heard this, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes for a moment, and he quickly put his hand behind his back. Now the smile on his face seemed a little stiff and unnatural.

"Haha, yes, just some snacks. But uncle has already taken a bite. Xiao Qin, are you hungry too? Do you want uncle to go downstairs and cook something for you?"

Murong Xuan naturally took over the boy's topic and quickly adjusted his expression. The hand hidden behind his back also quietly put something into his sleeve in the dark environment...

"Thank you, but don't bother uncle. Xiao Qin is not hungry now."

"Okay, Xiao Qin is still as sensible as ever! If your sister is half as obedient as you, I don't know how much worry I can save!"

"No, no, my sister is much better than me..."

"Hahaha"

Murong Xuan freed his hands, tidied up the boy's clothes again, and said with gentle concern:

"Okay, it's getting late, Xiao Qin, go to bed quickly. Uncle will be back soon after he goes downstairs."

"Okay, okay"

Little Qin Heng nodded obediently. Murong Xuan smiled kindly, then returned the small lantern in his hand to the boy and prepared to go downstairs in the dark.

"Walk carefully, Xiao Qin——"

"Ouch!"

Before the man could finish reminding Xiao Qinheng, he fell down first. Because of his bloodline, he was a little uncomfortable in the night environment.

"uncle!?"

"Hahaha..., I'm fine, Xiao Qin, go back and rest."

"Um……"

Little Qin Heng used a flashlight to light the way for the man, and then stood there watching his figure slowly disappear in the corridor.

"call--"

After seeing Murong Xuan off, the boy secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little depressed inside.

Given the current situation, it is obviously impossible for me to secretly take a look at my "sister" again.

My uncle just came out. Although I don’t know why he is still lying to me, it at least means that my sister should still be awake...

Thinking of this, the boy who originally just wanted to take a sneak peek had to use up all his courage, and after just experiencing such a "thrilling" encounter, he was also scared. How could he dare to face his "sister" now...

Little Qin Heng sighed silently again, and just as he turned around and was about to go back, he couldn't help but stop when he passed by his "sister's" door.

The room was so quiet that the boy couldn't help but feel a little strange...

He slowly turned his eyes away, looking in the direction where Murong Xuan had just left, muttering:

"Uncle...what on earth is he doing..."

The doubts in his heart became stronger and stronger, and his curiosity kept provoking the boy. He also wanted to know what the other party was willing to do to deceive him...

After thinking for a while, Qin Heng turned around again and walked slowly downstairs...

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In the morning, a ray of hot sunlight shone directly down, melting the snow piled up by the window, and a few rays of sunlight passed through the window and slowly sprinkled into the room.

The brilliant light like glass, with a hint of warmth, gently shines on the woman's beautiful face.

Ning Muxuan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened, and everything in front of her became clear...

She woke up from her sleep, her pretty face still showing a little fatigue.

The woman's expression was not good now, so I guess that dream was not a good sign...

But rather than saying that she didn't sleep well, it would be more accurate to say that Ning Muxuan didn't sleep for long last night -

Last night, after she had confided her inner thoughts to the boy, she had been waiting for him in the room.

She just leaned on the bed, quietly staying there, staring at the door in front of her without moving, as if she was about to get tired of waiting...

Call it luxury or delusion——

But she did look forward to it in her heart, looking forward to the boy coming back to find her. It didn't matter whether he would forgive her or come here simply for revenge and venting.

She just wanted to see him again...

Seeing him smiling warmly at me...

Then I heard the boy happily calling me "sister"...

That's all, she won't ask for more, she promises...

However, the result is still the bloody and cruel reality.

Last night, she was not able to wait for the other party.

All of this was just her fantasy. It was her own fault. What could she blame?

……

After that incident, Ning Muxuan was already weak last night, and she had an argument with her father. Even though she had confessed everything to the boy, the trauma in her heart was still too deep to break free from, mixed with the tormenting pain.

Therefore, the woman can be said to be exhausted physically and mentally.

In addition, the boy had not come yet, which made her already fragile heart full of bitterness and loneliness...

Under the double blow of body and mind, she finally became extremely weak in the middle of the night and fell asleep...

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OK, three updates a day, isn't that awesome, Brother Xuan? Although I have a full class tomorrow, I still want to try to update one more chapter in the evening. Those who stay up late can wait and see.

Of course, if there is no such thing, you can't say I am just exaggerating. I have updated 3 times today! I will open my head for you.

There are many "contradictions" in this chapter. You can take a closer look and guess why Mu Xuanxuan came out of Ning Muxuan's room? And what is hidden...

Hehe, if the next chapter is updated tonight, it will be the climax of the plot, so everyone can look forward to it!

Good night, dears. Of course, please hand in your monthly pass first.

216. Lost Things

On a snowy east day, even if the sun shines brightly, there seems to be nothing else except that ray of symbolic light. Now, there is no sound in the neat and empty room, as if it is completely separated from the world and no longer has the flow of time...

Ning Muxuan lay down and leaned against the wooden wall beside the bed. Her plump body was only covered with a thin light black dress. A slight breeze would create ripples on her body, revealing her spring beauty...

But the woman at this moment didn't care at all and let the cold wind blow on her delicate body.

The pair of emerald green eyes were looking quietly somewhere, with strands of hair floating in the air, adding a touch of sad and vicissitudes of life to the woman's beautiful face.

The woman was wearing a thick cotton jacket, but it only covered her thighs, barely covering half of her body. Ning Muxuan didn't seem to care whether it could keep her warm, she just put her hands on it, tightly intertwining them...

After a while, the "dusty" wooden door still did not respond at all.

A deep sense of loss flashed across Ning Muxuan's eyes. She finally turned her gaze back reluctantly, her eyes lowered.

The strands of black hair also covered the woman's face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Between her rose-petal lips, she bit them unwillingly, with a slight tremor, like a light touch of cinnabar, leaving blood stains...

She already knew that everything would end this morning, like snowflakes in winter, brilliant but short-lived, just like her encounter with the boy...

The loneliness and regret surged into her heart again. What emerged and flashed in her mind was the boy's silly smile and his intimate voice.

"Sister, sister... My name is Qin Heng... Qin from Qin's Moon... Heng, Heng..."

"I like...sister."

"Because when I held my sister's hand... it felt cold... so I was afraid that my sister would catch a cold..."

"Sister! This is Aze..."

"elder sister……"

The boy's clumsy words, which exuded happiness and love, struck Ning Muxuan's heart again.

The fingertips of her clenched hands penetrated the skin so deeply that it seemed as if blood would drip out in the next moment.

The woman suppressed the pain in her heart and recalled the painful look on her face that night when the boy was under her and begging for mercy.

...She kept reminding herself that she had lost this possibility, and no matter how many expectations and fantasies she had, they were all just foolish dreams.

It's my own fault, so why should I feel resentful...

——The essence of things always appears when they leave

It was not until everything was about to come to an end that Ning Muxuan could slightly sense what she had been seeking in her heart...

Maybe it's the same as what the boy desires, or maybe it's the future his father seeks... But all this doesn't seem to matter anymore...

After all, she no longer has the right to choose...

The woman buried her pretty head, and just sat there in a daze on the bed. After a long time had passed, she accepted her fate and drooped her shoulders weakly.

The originally black and beautiful long hair now looked very dull and messy, losing its charm.

There was a slight pain in the tip of my nose, and my eye sockets trembled slightly, as if something was accumulating and was about to burst out...

The woman pursed her lips and murmured softly.

"I'm sorry, mother... Ning'er... I messed up again..."

After saying that, Ning Muxuan held up her weak shoulders and stretched out her bare hands to take off the headdress on her forehead.

"!?"

After several attempts, she failed to touch the white flower. Ning Muxuan's originally disappointed eyes were instantly filled with panic.

She turned around quickly and groped around the bedside several times, but she still couldn't see the white flower.

——At this moment, fear completely occupied her already empty and uneasy heart.

The woman's eyes suddenly widened, her pupils trembling.

“M-Mother!?”

Ning Muxuan called out somewhat uncontrollably, and hurriedly stood up again and went to the window to look for her.

But no matter how many times I searched these places, the results were exactly the same -

Afterwards, the woman still refused to give up. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes, and walked barefoot to the desk far away.

Through a prism above, she saw herself clearly in the mirror - there was nothing on her hair, and the white flower that represented her mother's will was nowhere to be found...

She couldn't believe it, nor was she willing to believe this fact.

Ning Muxuan seemed to be going crazy, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and she was frantically searching through the various objects on the surface of the table.

But these things had been carefully sorted by the boy on the first day. He could tell what was on the table at a glance. There was no room for anything to be left behind...

After several unsuccessful attempts, the woman shifted her focus to the drawers under the desk.

Obviously, these places are impossible, but for the woman who is about to collapse, she still holds on to a glimmer of illusory luck.

It was not until she opened the desks and cabinets one by one and saw the contents clearly for the first time that she was stunned again...

The items in the desk are neat and simple, and on the top are a few old photo frames.

But the photo frame itself is very clean, without even a speck of dust on it. This also shows how much the owner loves it.

Ning Muxuan slowly stretched out her bare hands and took one of the photo frames. She blinked slightly and subconsciously observed it carefully.

——The people in the photo are obviously a family of three. On the right is a pretty short-haired woman wearing a white windbreaker and smiling gently.

Ning Muxuan's eyes flashed and she recognized the other person.