Just as the uncle who complimented her on her beauty in the kindergarten belongs to the aunt, the junior brothers ultimately belong to the junior sisters.

She suddenly felt a sense of relief and relief.

Chen Motong suddenly woke up.

Since when did Lu Mingfei's affairs become a burden on her heart? This is not in line with her character at all. She is supposed to be a little witch who is clear about love and hate, acts decisively and straightforwardly, and leaves no clouds in her dealings.

!

She knew clearly that she could not like Lu Mingfei, but she was uncharacteristically hesitant.

"Senior sister, if you knew from the beginning that this relationship would not end well, would you still accept it?"

Chen Motong's thoughts were interrupted, and Xia Mi looked at her with a smile.

An inexplicable atmosphere filled the air.

It was obviously a summer night, but Chen Motong's back felt a little cold, and there was an indescribable chilling feeling.

this problem……

Chen Motong was shocked.

If you knew from the beginning that this relationship would not end, why would you persist? What is the reason for persisting?

She should have drawn a clear line between her and Lu Mingfei at the first opportunity, because she could not give him what he wanted, but for some reason, she comforted herself that her junior brother would always like the next junior sister.

, resulting in no straightforward answer being given, but what if the junior brother had not met another lovely junior sister?

If hesitation is due to fear of hurting him, then continuing to delay and giving him unnecessary hope will be the real and more lasting harm, right?

"Senior sister, you hesitated."

Xia Mi tilted his head slightly, his clear eyes filled with unspeakable depth.

"It seems that you also think that even a love that is destined to have no ending...should be fought for?"

A faint sigh sounded in the library.

Chen Motong took a deep breath.

What the hell is going on with this girl?

She initially thought that Xia Mi was asking from the standpoint of Lu Mingfei, or Lu Mingfei's friend, and it was some kind of "just" accusation, but at this moment she realized that she was wrong.

She was not asking about Lu Mingfei.

She's doing it for herself!

This girl named Xia Mi gives her a... very weird and dangerous feeling!

She has no speech spirit, but she possesses the ability called profiling. To be precise, it is super profiling.

This is some kind of insight that has not been explained until now. She can analyze the essence of things through some tiny features.

For example, just by being in an old house, she can infer and imagine the appearance and personality of the owner.

And the girl in front of me...

Nuonuo took a deep breath carefully and relaxed herself.

Very good... Xia Mi was in a daze. From the moment she said the last sentence, she looked out the window in a daze.

Nuonuo held her breath and concentrated, her pupils as deep as ancient wells, staring intently at Xia Mi in a daze.

This is the expression she will show when her profiling ability is at its maximum. It is indeed a bit like a witch possessed.

This girl gave her a very strange feeling, a feeling of... deja vu!

They seem to have met somewhere!

There seemed to be a whirlpool hidden in Chen Motong's pupils. Taking advantage of Xia Mi's absent-minded moment, she concentrated on this girl, trying to find the source of this feeling.

Her profiling ability was brought to its fullest, as if a ghost or god had descended upon her!

She seemed to have turned into...the girl in front of me!

The dark tunnel...has no end...so lonely...the vision suddenly becomes brighter...

It’s the crowd… It’s like there’s the banging of basketballs in my ears…

But she couldn't see clearly, she could only see a blur of people...

And then...a floor-to-ceiling window...

She seemed to be squatting on the ground, and the dim sunlight cast the shadow of the window panes on the ground...

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunset is falling... so close... it seems like the sunset is right in front of you...

The evening breeze floats inside the house...

There was noisy playing outside the window, as if there were children chirping...

How could this girl... be so lonely?!

She tried to profile this girl, but she felt the loneliness that traveled through time and space from her, as majestic as the ocean tide!

She tried to piece together as clear a picture as possible, but it was too confusing. There seemed to be a strange force preventing her from prying. The calm lake gradually boiled, rolling up deep whirlpools, confusing everything!

"Senior sister?"

Chen Motong woke up suddenly and took a step back before barely regaining her footing.

"Sorry, I was distracted..." Chen Motong's face turned pale.

Xia Mi tilted her head, stroking her flowing hair with her hands, she blinked and said:

"Turns out I was distracted. I thought you were prying into my little secret, senior sister. Senior sister's ability is very special! But I heard that senior sister has no speech spirit?"

"Well... Lu Mingfei and I have not awakened the spirit of speech." Chen Motong's voice was a little hoarse.

"That's it... this is a bit rare. Logically speaking, the spirit of speech is a manifestation of blood. With such an excellent bloodline as senior sister, logically speaking, there shouldn't be no spirit of speech."

"Well, I feel something is wrong too, maybe it's my fate." Chen Motong dealt with it perfunctorily. Now that she was carrying a ray of light, she just wanted to leave quickly.

"Fate?" The smile on Xia Mi's face disappeared, "Sister, do you believe in fate?"

"Believe... don't believe it? It's just casual talk." Chen Motong forced a smile.

"Well, it's better not to believe it. Things like fate like to play with people the most." Xia Mi said with a smile, "I won't disturb senior sister anymore. I'll go back and rest first. I have to pick up the express tomorrow!"

"What kind of express delivery?" Chen Motong asked subconsciously.

"Tremella, it's not easy to buy Tremella here. You have to order it from eBay!" Xia Mi jumped to the door with his hands behind his back.

"Cook the white fungus soup...for your boyfriend?" Chen Motong was silent for a moment.

"Not even a boyfriend!"

Xia Mi passed her by, his eyes filled with light like water,

"But I will try my best!"

The girl clenched her fists and looked serious. She was indeed a good girl who fought for love.

Chen Motong watched Xia Mi skip away, feeling a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Such a girl... How could that stupid girl like Susie survive the competition?
Chapter completed!