"Really? That's because he doesn't want you to follow Wuwei's sadness." I shook my head and said.
"Xiao Hui, what do you think?" Seeing that Xiao Hui didn't say anything, I asked. I think women are always more attentive, so maybe she notices some details that they don't.
"I don't know. I haven't seen our young master sad or in pain. Although he always looks so cheerful and seems to have nothing on his mind. But I don't know why I always feel that his heart is not what he looks like on the outside. "It seems that I was not wrong about Xiaohui. Although she is very old, she has not completely forgotten the seventh sense unique to real women.
"You are right. As long as they are vampires, no one will suffer pain. There are many reasons, but the severity is different for different objects." I said.
"If you are really a vampire, what is the most painful reason for you?" Henry Zhang suddenly changed the topic.
"Now, that means staying in the same house with you and talking to you." I replied rudely.
"Steward Chen, can we leave now?" Seeing that he didn't answer immediately, I turned around and asked. I didn't want to continue talking like this endlessly.
"You can, you can, but you have to take down your clothes first!" Lao Chen said in a very embarrassed tone.
"No, those are of no use to me. I never wore them before. Why do I need them now?" I replied. Those things were all left by my mother, saying that I would wear them when I grew up, but she didn’t give me a chance to wear them for her to see. Since then, I have never touched them again because I was afraid that if I wore them If I fuck them, will it remind me of that heart-piercing pain again
"But you can't just go out in your pajamas!" Xiaohui said suddenly.
"Yes, then please wait a moment. I'll go change my clothes and come down." I thought for a while and said.
"Okay." Lao Chen replied matter-of-factly.
"I'll go too and help you pack some clothes to wear when you go back." Seeing me walking upstairs, Xiaohui said hurriedly and followed me.
I ignored her and just walked into the room minding my own business. Pushing open the door, Sinmo was still sleeping soundly, with no tendency to wake up. I walked to the closet, took out the only set of clothes that looked normal, and walked into the dressing room. Xiaohui didn't follow me. I guess she wasn't here to pack my clothes!
"Miss Jing'er, is there anything you want me to clean up?" Xiaohui asked loudly in the room, as if she wasn't worried at all about waking up their young master.
"As long as the school uniform and the cloaks are enough." I replied from inside.
"Okay." I really don't know why she said these two words so loudly, as if she was afraid that my ears would not work properly.
"Grandma Xiao Hui, you don't have to speak so loudly, I can hear you. You don't want to wake up Sinmo, do you?" In fact, from the moment she followed her upstairs, I had already guessed what she wanted to do, but Does she think that as long as Sinmo wakes up, he can stop me from leaving
"How can I not!" Xiaohui's tone was obviously lacking in loyalty.
"It's okay if he doesn't. Didn't you say he is very tired? In this case, don't disturb him and let him have a good rest." I continued.
"Yeah. That's what I thought too," she agreed.
"That's fine." I continued to change my clothes. But when I changed my clothes and walked out of the locker room, I was surprised to find that Sinmo was already awake. He was just standing at the door of the locker room with a serious face, looking straight at me.
"Jinger, where do you want to go?" he asked.
"Go home." I replied.
"This is your home now." He said seriously.
"Who said that? It couldn't be just you, right?" I asked coldly.
"Your adoptive father Lin Youcheng said that." He said calmly.
"My dad..." I didn't know how to answer for a while. That night, my father did ask Sinmo to take care of me before he died, but that was just my father's idea! Besides, my father is dead, so even if Sinmo promised something, he can still care about it.
"Do you want your father to be worried even if he is underground?" He said loudly and sternly.
"But none of this is any of your business," I shot back.
"It's none of my business or anyone's business. I promised him that night to take good care of you. Do you want me to break my promise?" This is the first time Sinmo has spoken to me so harshly. His original impressions were somewhat blurry.
"Didn't I make it clear enough that night? Anyone who has a relationship with me will not end well. Do you understand that?" I couldn't calm down anymore and asked loudly.
"It's not your fault, it's just because they were too weak that they left you. If it were me, nothing would happen, and I can always stay with you and take care of you. This way you will never I don’t feel lonely anymore.” Sinmo said confidently. It seems that he really understands my heart, and now I feel that his dark talent may be psychological.
"Oh, it seems you won't understand. This is not a question of weakness, this is fate. To be precise, this is a tragic fate." I sighed.
"This is not your life. You must believe me, there is no way I will be killed carelessly by those little vampires." He said again.
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"I've said it before, this is not a question of being weak or strong. If you say strong, are you as strong as my biological parents?" I finally said it out. My biological parents also died at the hands of vampires.
"What? Could it be that your biological parents were also killed by vampires?" Sinmo was really surprised, because he started to tremble a little when he spoke.
"That's right!" I didn't want to say more, because that was the past that I couldn't face the most and wanted to escape the most, but why was it always mentioned so innocently? Could it be that this is also part of my destiny? (To be continued)