The nth time I met my puppet

"Mr. Zhongli, I want to know what exactly happened?"

Wan Nan's eyes were bloodshot, and she asked with gritted teeth, even biting her lips until they bled unconsciously.

But Zhongli just stared at Wan Nan, and from the look in her eyes, he understood what she wanted to do, and then shook his head.

"I'll tell you when you calm down."

"What on earth just happened! As Xue'er's sister, don't I even have the right to know the truth?!"

"I'm sorry... I hope you can calm down."

Wan Nan was in a very bad mood at the moment, but had no place to vent. Zhongli knew clearly that if Wan Nan knew the truth in this state, she would definitely cause trouble for Xiao.

And Xiao...

Once faced with Wan Nan's questioning, the already limited desire to survive would all turn into guilt. If Wan Nan attacked Xiao in an impulsive state, Xiao would definitely not fight back, and Wan Nan would definitely not hold back.

That's why Zhongli was unwilling to tell Wan Nan the truth, let alone let them meet.

And in this moment of stalemate, 007 spoke.

"Host, 007 has a way to let you know what happened."

After 007 and Wan Nan completed the mission, all of his restricted permissions were returned, and he also received a lot of upgrades. Although they were of little use, there was indeed a way to find out the truth that Wan Nan wanted to know.

Upon hearing this, Wan Nan simply stopped pestering him and turned away.

"Ugh…"

Zhongli was also quite troubled. He was just an old widower who was forced to take care of the child. Why was he being made so difficult?

Sanbing left with Wannan. He was very worried about Wannan's current condition.

"007, what method do you mean?"

"Through the connection of blood, 007 can take the host back to the day when the incident occurred, but the host will only be in the form of a soul. The host will briefly become a passer-by in the long river of time, witnessing everything that happened. And everything that happened will become history and cannot be changed."

In fact, 007 was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether doing this was good or bad for Wan Nan, but it was obvious that Wan Nan would not give up until she knew the truth.

"Host, are you sure you want to see it?"

"I'm sure I have to know what happened."

007 sighed and naturally would not stop it.

After all, Wan Nan will find out sooner or later. Instead of letting her continue to ask people and ask everyone what happened, it is better to let her see the truth of the matter.

Wan Nan's gaze returned to that day.

It was different from what she had imagined. The atmosphere was not lifeless and gloomy.

What caught my eye was a scene of ten miles of red wedding dresses.

This was undoubtedly an extremely grand wedding.

The protagonist of this wedding was none other than her beloved sister. Xue'er was dressed in a wedding gown, phoenix crown and bridal robe, and everything seemed so beautiful.

But this is not right!

007 brought her to the day when Xueer left. Was the scene like this that day?

Wan Nan watched quietly as the green-haired man who made her very unhappy pulled Xue'er out of the bridal sedan and watched them get married.

None of this went wrong, so which link did the accident go wrong?

Wan Nan was thinking about it, but suddenly noticed that Xue'er seemed to be trembling slightly. When she got closer, she found that Xue'er was sweating all over, as if she was trying hard to endure something.

But the red veil covered her face so that no one else could notice anything unusual.

Wan Nan had a bad feeling in his heart.

Wan Nan looked at Xue'er who was suppressing her pain and felt extremely distressed, but she didn't understand what was going on, until... the jade pendant in Xue'er's hand completely shattered.

She saw that Xue'er seemed to have lost her mind and attacked Xiao, even as if she would not stop until she killed him, while Xiao just resisted the attack.

Xiao quickly fell into a disadvantage as a result, but at the last moment Xue'er regained consciousness for a moment. Wan Nan watched helplessly as Xue'er suddenly rushed forward in the moment of consciousness and ended her own life.

"Xue'er!"

Wan Nan shouted almost at the top of her lungs, she wanted to stop it.

But... she couldn't touch anything.

She almost forgot that she was just a passer-by in the long river of time, just a bystander, and all this had long become history.

Wan Nan cried almost in despair. She watched Xue'er lose her life bit by bit, but as a bystander, she could do nothing but watch her life slip away.

Wan Nan's tears fell in big drops.

And at this time.

Xue'er seemed to have noticed something, and her gaze crossed time and fell on Wan Nan.

She smiled at Wan Nan.

"I think... I saw... my sister... She came... to take me... home..."

Wan Nan was stunned for a moment. She didn't know whether Xue'er really saw her or it was just a fantasy before her death, but she just nodded firmly.

"Well... let's go home... sister will take you home..."

Xue'er seemed to have heard these words, and the smile on her face blossomed even brighter, just as it had before.

With longing in her eyes, she gently raised her hand and placed it on Wan Nan's hand.

Then... it fell down.

There was still a smile on her face, but she never opened her eyes, and there was a sentence she could never say again.

Sister, I love you and I miss you too.

Wan Nan burst into tears, but then her consciousness returned to the present.

"007, tell me... am I really ridiculous and pathetic? In the end, all my efforts were in vain."

When all her efforts were in vain, her mentality collapsed.

"Host... don't be sad..."

At least, in a sense, they saw each other for the last time, their gazes intertwined across time.

007 tried to comfort her, but it was of no use.

The scene of Xue'er being pierced through the heart was still appearing in Wan Nan's mind.

Wan Nan raised the sword.

Her reason told her that it was not entirely Xiao's fault.

But as a sister, it was impossible for her not to hate him.

Wan Nan's sanity had already collapsed due to the immense sadness, and she was simply unable to suppress the anger in her heart.

But Zhongli stood in front of her. He didn't know how Wan Nan knew it, but he knew that they must not be allowed to meet.

"You should know that this is not his fault."

Wan Nan's sanity had long since collapsed, and she could no longer listen to anything.

"Yeah! Don't blame him! Then who should I blame? Blame my sister for what she deserved, blame her fate?!"

How could she accept that her younger sister, whom she had raised with love, had left her forever?

Zhongli sighed. He was not surprised at all that things had developed to this point, but he still felt helpless. Why did they have to make things difficult for him, an elderly widower?

"You know that's not my intention. If you must attack him, then come on."

Zhongli held a gun in his hand. If possible, he didn't want to fight with Wan Nan, but Wan Nan had already been blinded by anger, and there was no way to have a good talk without a fight.

Sanbing stood aside and did not help. He knew Wan Nan's personality. At this moment, she seemed to want to vent her emotions. There was no murderous intent in her eyes.

Some of it felt more like helpless self-blame and sadness, and she just needed a way to vent these emotions.