Xia Yibing certainly didn't know what she was thinking during this period, but her perception was equally sharp. She could sense that some mysterious changes had taken place in the girl. It's getting colder. She seems to be... Not too happy. "nothing." Hitzfeld's voice was a little hoarse. "Don't say such things in the future." Leaving these words behind, she quickened her pace, stared at a building at the end of the street and jogged, leaving the woman behind in an instant. "Hitzfeld!"
Xia Yibing didn't have time to catch her. Although she took steps in time to catch up, the distance between them was enough for the blue wheat fields to close in the middle, blocking the path between them. Damn, what did I say wrong? Fearing that the other party might be in danger, she gritted her teeth and sped up to catch up. Chapter 33: The Library and the Witch This was the first time in Hitzfeld's two lifetimes that he felt a sour and bitter feeling. I have never had this feeling before when I went to school alone and saw other children being picked up and calling "Mom" in a complaining manner. The maid took leave, leaving her alone in the empty house during the holiday. She had never experienced this feeling before when she saw the smoke and lights from other houses at night. Even after arriving in Changxia, when my Madam taught me through death what pain and heartbreak were, the feeling then... was slightly different from the feeling now. So what am I so upset about... Wake up, Hitzfeld. "I just treat her as my best friend" - you said this yourself at the beginning! Yes I know…… So I should be, I should be feeling some sense of gap. I originally thought that I was really smart and cute, and that my charm was enough to attract people of the same sex. It does sound shameful and embarrassing to admit. But deep down, have I really never thought about it this way? Is it really true that you have never felt any trace of joy or pride because of this fact? I think there should be some.
But all of this became an illusion because of the discovery just now. Just like the ruins of a dream, it was just a building built on unrealistic fantasy. Yes... this isn't pedantic or anything... “What’s true is true, and what’s false is false”… Such thoughts are meaningless. I'm not trying to defend or excuse myself, but Xia - if I just pretend I know nothing and continue to be in a trance, it would be unfair to Xia! So whether from an emotional point of view or from a rational point of view, it is best to just deal with it calmly. Walking hurriedly in the blue wheat fields, Hitzfeld's heart was in a tangled mess. She didn't dare think about this problem too deeply. She didn't dare to think further. Was the reason why she had such a strange feeling now simply because of the sense of gap rather than any other reason? She didn't dare. She doesn't understand. Then she can only deal with the problem in the way she is most familiar with. Approach the situation like a detective. "Hitzfeld!" At this moment, a figure suddenly parted the wheat field behind, rushed over and hugged her. "Xia...don't do this..." Hitzfeld struggled hard. He hugged me so tightly that I couldn't get away. "Do you see that building in front?" She frowned, trying to change the subject. "It's the only one with lights on... I guess that should be Harry's library. Shouldn't we... um——?" Familiar feeling. Invaded... "I don't know what you think." After completing the kiss that completely stunned Hitzfeld, Xia Yibing put one arm around her waist and reached out to her chest with the other hand, grabbing the thin metal chain connected to her collar. "But I don't want to care—" "I do not mind." "I do not care!" "I've had enough of losing you, not seeing you, and missing you all the time on that island!" "I just want you to be by my side!" He yanked the chain hard, forcing Hitzfeld to move closer. "I don't care what you think of me...did you hear me?"
"I will fight you with the same energy as I fought those ghosts... No, I should use several times the energy to fight you!" "Don't even think about leaving me!" At this point, perhaps realizing how far her actions and words had crossed the line, the woman's face turned pale. "In short..." She loosened the chains and released the arms that were restraining the girl's waist. He jumped away as if frightened, and... looked a little neurotic as he helped her smooth out the wrinkles on her clothes. "That's what happened..." She is afraid. Afraid that I would be angry, she ignored me. Looking directly at the woman's pale face and the pair of eyes that began to dodge, Hitzfeld's heart ached slightly. She recalled what Villefort had said to her. "I know... Xia Sha is not that fragile. Don't look at me like that. I can't control your short-term quarrels and I don't want to control them. Right... Of course, she won't have any problems just because you ignored her these few days." "But—Hitschfeld, what if this continues?" "She can hold on for a month or two, do you still want her to hold on for a few years?" Yes. summer…… Despite the induction of the divine blood, she has become like this. Her mental barriers have been broken, and she has completely transformed her attitude towards me psychologically. Under pressure from many sides, as well as danger... and at a huge price, it has come to this. Do I have the right to let her efforts go to waste? If this goes on for a long time, will her heart be damaged because she can't bear the pressure from herself and the nightmare? At this moment, Hitzfeld's heart softened. From another perspective, since she was the one who caused all this, she should take responsibility. No matter if it was for that kind of thought...she had suppressed it deep in her heart and dared not let it out even a little bit. Or is it simply for Xia's mental health, so that she won't be contaminated by nightmares. Letting this relationship continue doesn't seem that hard to accept... But who can guarantee that the power of the divine blood will not fade? After all, this era knows nothing about the bottle of ink. It is not even certain whether it is the blood of the gods.
If we allow the relationship to develop further and Xia wakes up later...what will happen? This is indeed a very tricky and difficult problem. It was far more difficult than any math problem she had ever done or any case she had ever handled. "We should be more reasonable." After a long while, Hitzfeld finally figured out how to respond. "At least, you should give me some time..." A little time? Not saying anything definite does that mean... there is no chance at all? At that moment, the brilliance in the woman's eyes almost illuminated the girl's face. This was the first time she had this feeling... I felt that the pair of black eyes were so deep, so...intoxicating. The next moment, Hitzfeld suddenly woke up. "Don't you think it's weird to talk about love surrounded by monsters?" "No, they don't understand anything anyway." Xia Yibing was in a very good mood because, in her opinion, she had repeatedly done "such excessive things" to Hitzfeld but the other party was not angry at all, which was enough to show that she also had a good impression of her. As a result, she felt that the surroundings were also beautiful. She thought that talking about this in a wheat field interwoven with the tentacles of star jellyfish was even more romantic. This time, Hitzfeld really didn't want to pay any attention to her anymore. She simply pushed the woman aside and walked forward. Xia Yibing also hurried to follow. She's not in a hurry. Hitzfeld said to give her some time. Having already received hints to this extent, she certainly wouldn't be so blind as to try to delve deeper into the topic. The two of them came to the lighted building and stood in the middle of the street looking up at the window. There are no windows on the first floor. The windows on the second floor are round with several slanted bars on them, making them look a bit like Doctor Strange's three burrows. After walking up a few steps, they arrived at the front door of the building. Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing looked at each other, held the invitation tightly, and simultaneously reached out to open the door. As they took their first step inside, they felt the softness under their feet. Looking down, what I saw was a thick plush carpet with a deep red background and at least hundreds of layers of mysterious patterns embroidered in straight lines.
Not much space. This is the first feeling. Although there are luxurious carpets, wooden frames on the walls, and even a burning fireplace, the overall area is small. "welcome." A voice suddenly came from behind the two of them. They turned around immediately and found a small bar against the outside wall.