My eyes widened slightly as she stared blankly at Zaijiu Xunge, saying as if in a dream, "No, she has never cried since we met when we were 15. She doesn't know how to cry."

Yu Xunge twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a malicious smile with a strong sense of revenge: "Who is she fighting for? She didn't say anything because she didn't know! She couldn't answer! I only saw a tear fall on the Zhongpan battlefield, and that was her answer."

Just before the last second of the hour, Yu Xunge called out the name of the woman before him, Fuzhi, word by word: "The lighthouse is mine."

A cold fog swept in, engulfing the bewildered Youwo.

The lights on the walls and the fragrant branches behind the desk all disappeared, and Yu Xunge and Tu Lan returned to the cold study.

You are being watched... You are being watched... You are being watched...

Yu Xunge was still breathing slightly. Tu Lan hadn't seen her so angry in a long time, but she sensed a vengeful pleasure in Yu Xunge's emotions.

why?

Tu Lan couldn't help but ask, not only why the answer was revenge, but also why Yu Xunge told the other party the answer about bullying the flower.

She said, "I don't understand... I mean, do you want her to feel that Qi Hua is in pain? But after hearing this story, I only think that Qi Hua is amazing."

Yu Xunge stared at the empty seat and murmured, "Because different people see different things in that answer."

Tears are as rare and precious as dewdrops accompanying the flower of deception.

Different people will get different answers when they ask the same question.

What she and Tulan saw was the strength and resilience of Qihua, who, even unable to answer, struggled to the very end.

When a ship full of hope suddenly learns that it will never reach the shore, how much courage and will does it need to continue sailing?

But I... this Fuzhi who has deified the flower-deceiving one can only see the heartbreak and vulnerability of the flower in that instant.

It's like seeing a petal of the one and only flower you've painstakingly cultivated being blown away by the wind.

No, you shouldn't cry. You shouldn't bully a flower.

It shouldn't be such a common, fragile answer...

As Yu Xunge deduced the truth, she was already thinking about how to punish and take revenge on Fuzhi in front of her!

Let's just consider it her meddling, let's consider it her repaying the kindness of teaching me. She must punish me!

She tried many methods, even considering finding other players to cooperate with after she got out, so that they could pass on false information to me, such as saying that their timeline was going to be destroyed.

It wasn't until I asked for the answer to that question from back then that Yu Xunge's heart finally settled down—she had found the best way to get revenge.

What could cause me more pain than that answer?

Why should I spend these long years in complete ignorance? What right does she have to play dumb? What right does she have to hide in her memories and be happy? What right does she have to escape this feast of pain?

As a "beneficiary," Qi Hua could only remain silent, tacitly approving and even helping me hide in this false memory. Only the words in the [Qi Hua] skill revealed the sadness and anger in her heart.

Ke Yu Xun Ge has nothing to do with them, so she can do whatever she wants!

Yu Xunge didn't say any of these thoughts aloud, but instead told them to Tu Lan and B80, who had been silently observing in power-saving mode, through a private message.

After hearing these explanations, Tulan was a little confused. Although she was very sensitive to emotions, she still couldn't handle such complicated psychology.

But judging from my panicked expression in those last few seconds, Yu Xunge was right.

That was indeed the answer I found hardest to accept.

An indestructible person was destroyed by me.

She can still walk in the world, but neither others nor she herself can say what keeps her going.

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