The corner of the mouth curled up in relief, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, it's okay... It's okay if you don't want to scream..."
"aunt."
Suddenly, Miao Yiyi's voice interrupted Miao Zhi's words.
Miao Zhi was startled, tears fell from her eyes without warning.
She choked up, her eyes stained with tears, she looked at Miao Yiyi for a moment: "You...you forgive me..."
"Why did you do this?" Miao Yiyi pursed her lips tightly, staring at Miao Zhi's obviously withered hands, "Do you think that I will forgive you?"
Miao Zhi's voice was choked, her throat tightened.
Miao Yiyi raised her hand, supported her, and walked towards Ye Qingluo and Di Moxuan's room, the farthest guest room.
While walking, the girl's cold voice came: "Call you aunt, because you are indeed my aunt. Even if I hate you, this is an unchangeable fact."
"I..." Miao Zhi's eyes turned redder, she opened her mouth to explain, but she didn't know how to explain.
The two were silent all the way and entered the house.
Miao Yiyi helped Miao Zhi to the seat, picked up her hand, and checked it carefully: "I raise poisonous Gu in my own yard, and I don't have a way to get rid of it?"
"My hands are fine." Miao Zhi shook her head, looking down at her hand that was placed on the table like a dead branch, "It will be fine in a few days."
"..." Miao Yiyi pursed her lips and did not speak again.
Another atmosphere of silence lingered between the two of them.
Miao Zhi wanted to speak up several times to break the deadlock.
But facing Miao Yiyi's expressionless face, all the courage she mustered up was extinguished at this moment.
Obviously...
I want to sit with Miao Yiyi and explain all the misunderstandings in the past.
Now that opportunity is at hand.
But she... couldn't say a word.
Such silence made Miao Zhi's heart feel even more uncomfortable.
Finally, Miao Zhi couldn't help it anymore: "Yiyi, did you hear what Miss Ye and I said?"
"Yes." Miao Yiyi replied calmly.
The saint selection ceremony was over, and she wanted to be quiet alone.
But seeing Qi Qi sent by Ye Qingluo, that fluffy little ball was obviously here to comfort her.
After thinking about it, she decided to find Ye Qingluo and tell Ye Qingluo about her relationship with Miao Zhi.
But unexpectedly, seeing Miao Zhi take the initiative to find Ye Qingluo.
She took Qiqi and followed Ye Qingluo and the others all the way to the Holy Maiden's Courtyard.
He also heard all of Miao Zhi's memories clearly.
"Then..." Miao Zhi's voice was rough, she paused, and asked cautiously, "So, what do you think?"
Miao Yiyi was silent for a moment.
After a while, he raised his head.
Miao Yiyi's eyes were very calm, she stared at Miao Zhi quietly, without any superfluous expression on her face: "Auntie, although you didn't kill my mother...but it doesn't change the fact that you are an accomplice in mother's death. "
Miao Zhi's throat tightened again, and she couldn't say anything else.
yes…
No matter how high-sounding her reason for handing over Miao Yuan is, it still cannot change... the fact that she sent her sister to hell with her own hands.
"I don't blame you." Miao Yiyi said again, "But I can't forgive you, let alone...forgive myself."
She said, lowering her eyes: "If it wasn't for me, my mother wouldn't have died."
Even at the beginning, she was only seven years old.
But all the memories have already been engraved in my mind.
She can't forget.