Mu Xue and Mu Xue

"Eh??? Brother! What's wrong with you? What happened? How did you become like this?" Mu Xue looked as if she had seen an alien, her face full of disbelief. Her voice unconsciously rose a few tones, her words were full of shock and confusion, and she asked questions like a machine gun.

"Uh, something went wrong during practice. I electrocuted myself and that's what happened. Oh, let's not talk about that. You're still here! Isn't that person here yet?"

"No, I've been waiting for a long time. Many people passing by along the way might have mistaken me for a beggar if I hadn't been dressed well." Mu Xue pouted, frowned, and said with a resentful look on her face. There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in her eyes, as if she was silently complaining about the long wait.

At this moment, a hurried man ran up to Mu Xue like a whirlwind. "Oh! Thank you so much, little girl, for keeping my box for me for so long."

Mu Xue heard the voice and hurriedly turned around. When she saw the person who was speaking, she couldn't help but feel excited. The person she had been waiting for all morning had finally appeared! !

"Hey, I've been waiting for your box all morning! Here's your box. I haven't even looked at what's inside. If possible, can you tell me what's inside?" At this point, Mu Xue's eyes flashed with curiosity, her face full of longing, and she looked eagerly at the owner of the box.

The owner of the box was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. The long beard on his chin was growing wildly and looked a little messy. His hair also looked like it had not been taken care of for many days and was hanging down in wisps. His clothes were wrinkled and he looked very sloppy at first glance.

"Of course! There's nothing special in here. It's just a mask passed down from my ancestors!" The middle-aged man answered very readily. As he spoke, he reached out and opened the lid of the box.

The moment the box was opened, a strange light flew out from it like lightning, and then quickly sank into Mu Xue's body.

Muxue was startled by this sudden situation, her heart suddenly twitching. She subconsciously glanced at the others, but everyone around her seemed to be under a spell, staring at the box, completely unaware of the mysterious light. Muxue secretly wondered if she was really seeing things.

The expression of the "sloppy man in the box" suddenly changed.

“Where are my things?!?!

Why are my things missing???

Did you take it?!

It was still there this morning!!

You must have taken it!!

You're the only one who touched my box today!!

Say it!

Did you take it?! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's emotions instantly got out of control. He suddenly stretched out his hands and pushed Muxue hard.

Mu Xue was caught off guard by this sudden reversal of the situation. She felt like she was struck by lightning and staggered back uncontrollably a few steps. She didn't react until she was pushed to the ground.

"I, I didn't! I never opened the box.

How could it be possible that I took it!

Did you remember wrongly that there was nothing in the box? "

Mu Xue explained in panic, her voice filled with tears, and she waved her hands helplessly in front of her, trying to resist the groundless accusations.

“Who else but you could have touched this box???

It must be you who took it, stop making excuses!!”

The owner of the box had his eyes wide open, veins bulging on his forehead, and his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat Mu Xue alive.

"I beg you, please give my things back to me, they are my ancestral heirlooms!

My daughter Muxue is sick, and I need to sell some of my belongings to pay for her medical treatment! Please, please!

He had been full of anger and aggressiveness just now, but in an instant, he was like an eggplant hit by frost. His tone suddenly changed and he became humble, with pleading and helplessness in his eyes. He looked like a drowning man struggling in despair, clinging tightly to Muxue, the seemingly life-saving straw.

Passersby around were attracted by the sudden noise and gathered around like a tide, forming an impenetrable circle of people.

Everyone stretched their necks, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and gossip, and they were whispering to each other.

"I really didn't take it!" Mu Xue's eyes turned red with anxiety, tears welled up in her eyes, her voice was sobbing, and she was about to cry.

"How are you going to prove that she took your things? If you don't have any evidence, don't slander a good person."

Lin Mo took a step forward and stood in front of Mu Xue, like a towering mountain, protecting her behind him. He looked directly at the owner of the box with a firm gaze, and spoke in a loud and clear voice with unquestionable majesty.

"You took the box this morning, and the mask was inside it. We have no grudges against each other, so how could I slander you for no reason?

“Please, give it back to me! My mother is still waiting for me to pay her back and save her!” The owner of the box burst into tears, and his sorrowful look moved the people around him.

When the people around heard his words, they immediately became angry.

"How can you be like this? I think she's only about six or seven years old. She's so pretty, but she's actually such a dirty trick."

An old lady frowned, pouted, and said with disgust on her face.

"Yes, yes! If you ask me, I'll tell you! People like this need to be kicked out! Staying here is simply polluting the atmosphere of the capital!"

A young man waved his fist and echoed indignantly.

"No! It would be too easy for her to be kicked out! She should be arrested and thrown into jail!" An old man was leaning on a cane, his beard trembling with anger.

The surrounding area was filled with insults and curses, but Mu Xue had very good hearing and heard every word.

Those vicious words were like waves that swept towards her mercilessly and hit her heart hard, causing her great pain. Her chest felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"I didn't, I really didn't, I really didn't..." Mu Xue tried to defend herself, but her voice was drowned out by the clamor of the crowd. Like a wounded little animal wailing alone in the corner, no one could hear her words.

Those people's words were like sharp knives, stabbing into Mu Xue's heart. Every knife made her feel heartbroken. Her body trembled slightly involuntarily, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair.