Chapter 641: Chapter 401: “At this point, there’s no use hiding it anymore. Chapter 641: Chapter 401: “At this point, there’s no use hiding it anymore. “Is it really just because you found out the woman you like has such a past that your worldview collapses?”
“For most people, maybe not, but for someone like Wen Ping, it absolutely does, and even more serious than a worldview collapse. A little more seriously, there might be a very strong suicidal mood.”
“I see.”
Chen Yi nodded, ended the chat communication, and turned his head to look at Tuberculosis Rabbit with a slightly hurried voice, “We’ve reached the sixth act, and in a few more scenes, it’ll be time to close the net.”
“So far, Wen Ping hasn’t shown the slightest suspicion, everything should be fine, and the net closing should go smoothly.”
“You prepare something in advance.”
“Damn it, I haven’t eaten in days, and my mouth has lost all taste. Once I finish this, let’s all have a good meal.”
“Sure thing.”
Tuberculosis Rabbit, with an excited expression, patted his chest and drew out a long sound in agreement.
He hadn’t eaten in a long time, since the start of the Illusory Realm, he hadn’t had a meal even though all the props on him ensured he didn’t feel hunger and his body was supplemented with nutrients and energy.
But his mouth really hadn’t chewed on anything for a long time.
It felt very bland.
Just now, he bit into a string of meat tendons Tuberculosis Rabbit handed over, and the moment he bit down, because it had been so long since he had eaten, the sourness in his teeth twisted his face together.
Teeth are like muscles.
They both need to be used regularly. If you leave them idle for too long, they tend to get dull.
…
“Sit down.”
Soon, Wen Ping arrived at Meimiao Community and came to Little Miao’s house, the one right across from that of the woman he had killed.
Little Miao had already prepared a big table of food and two bottles of white liquor.
She was haggard but still forcefully squeezing out a smile, standing at the door to greet Wen Ping.
Seeing the pale weariness on Little Miao’s face, Wen Ping felt a bit of heartache for her, yet also relieved. It was clear that Little Miao had not eaten or slept well because of this incident in the past few days.
This at least showed that Little Miao cared about him, minded his opinion of her, and was even more concerned about whether he would leave.
This gave him a heart-throbbing feeling he had never experienced before.
It was as if… there was a mutual effort in their relationship.
It wasn’t just him, crying in a helpless rage like a rat in a gutter, hidden in the shadows while the other person acted as if nothing had ever happened, continuing to live a happy life as usual.
The weariness on Little Miao’s face made him feel respected, needed, and cared for.
“I…”
Wen Ping’s mouth slowly opened and closed a few times, but in the end, he didn’t say anything, just quietly changed into slippers, walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
Maybe he was overwhelmed by his emotions.
He almost couldn’t restrain himself from saying that actually, he might be able to accept it.
A long, long time ago.
He didn’t remember where he had read a saying that all boys with a virginity complex who have never been in love will completely lose the concept of a virginity complex when they meet a girl who is not a virgin but whom they fall madly in love with.
Back then, he had scoffed at that statement; he could never fall in love with a girl who wasn’t ‘clean.’
He wasn’t an idiot.
To know the other person isn’t ‘clean,’ and yet unable to accept it, still falling madly in love, wasn’t that just tormenting oneself? Who would do that if they were in their right mind?
But now, he thought he might understand that statement.
Perhaps he really was sick in the head.
From the moment he resolved to leave Blue Star forever and never see Little Miao again, to these past few days when maybe it wasn’t that he couldn’t accept it, seeing Little Miao in such a worn state because of this matter made his heart even more pained, and he had softened even more. Sёarch* The Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
After inviting Wen Ping to take a seat, Little Miao didn’t say anything else but silently took a few bites of food, kept pouring herself glass after glass of white liquor, and continued to drink alone.
Wen Ping didn’t know what to say.
He followed Little Miao’s rhythm, a bite of food, a sip of liquor.
Soon, both were slightly intoxicated.
And then—
Little Miao was the first to speak, her eyes reddened, looking directly at Wen Ping with an aggrieved tone, “Why did you suddenly disappear and stop replying to my messages? Is it just because you saw that photo album?”
“Because of what’s in that album, do you plan to forget about our time together as if it was nothing?”
“My best friend was brutally murdered, and the reason I could get over it so quickly is all because of you, giving a new direction to my life. But what have you been doing these days? What do you think of me?”
“I…”
Wen Ping’s mouth once again opened and closed slowly, again at a loss for what to say. If he were still acting as his old self, he would definitely have sneered and asked back, “So what?” But now, he could not bring himself to say those words no matter what.
He subconsciously defended himself, “No, I’ve been dealing with a stomach flu for the past few days, constantly running to the bathroom, with no time to reply to messages.”
“Heh.”
Little Miao shook her head, chuckled lightly, a hint of disappointment flickering in her eyes as she looked up at Wen Ping, “I’m very disappointed in you. Not because you saw that album and disappeared, but because you wouldn’t even listen to my explanation.”
“You didn’t even have the courage to come and ask me.”
“And just now, you didn’t even dare to admit that you’ve been avoiding me because of this incident.”
“Fine, since you don’t want to ask, let me tell you.”
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