Ye Yuwei looked at what Mo Fei had sent and thought of what Gu Juexi had said before. The world had never been kind to Mo Fei, but even if she was trying to survive and become a killer, she still maintained her final bottom line.
[Ye Zi: Sorry.
Mo Fei: No need to apologize.
Ye Zi: But maybe, sometimes bowing your head is not necessarily a bad thing.
Mo Fei: I have known since I was a child that once I bow my head, death is waiting for me, so I have never known what bowing my head means.]
Mo Fei was leaning on the head of the bed with his eyes slightly closed. The smell of bone broth lingered in the air. Mo Fei had learned that Xinya was very good at his craftsmanship in the past few days.
From the time she could remember, she had to play games with dozens of friends of similar age every day. However, the game was too cruel, and those who failed had only one fate, and that was death.
The number of dozens of friends slowly decreased, as if they were playing hide and seek. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around her. Gradually, they no longer understood what feelings were.
When she was released when she was ten years old, she still remembers the first person she killed, an old man with a sexual addiction, whose neck she severely cut.
Because she is ruthless enough, Master likes her the most. It was also Master who told her that to be a killer, it is not about choosing the tasks for you, but about choosing the tasks for yourself. Otherwise, you will always be passive in doing it. Maybe something you don’t want to do.
So she climbed all the way up just to control her own destiny.
[Ye Zi: Sorry, I shouldn't have said that.
Ye Zi: I just hope you can be safe.
Ye Zi: Now is not the past. Could it be that when someone is willing to protect you, why not give others a chance
Could it be: opportunity? who
Could it be: Qian Yikun
Could it be: People have made it clear that I am not worthy.]
Ye Yuwei leaned on the sofa and reached out to pinch her forehead. She couldn't understand what Brother Qian was doing.
[Ye Zi: Men like to be duplicitous, and what Gu Juexi likes most is to hit me.
Mo Fei: Hahaha, if I liked him, I would kill him head-on.
Could it be: Don’t talk about him anymore, annoying—]
The smell in the room was getting stronger and stronger. Maybe for some reason, the depressed mood was finally dissipated by the smell of rice.
Qian Yikun changed out of his police uniform and took a shower before coming out of the room. Xinya had already prepared dinner.
"Brother Qian, let's eat first. I'll bring it to Mrs. Qian." Xin Ya put small portions of each meal on a small plate, only filling a large bowl of bone soup.
Because Xinya said that people in their hometown said that if a bone is broken, they should drink bone soup. It will heal quickly. Qian Yikun heard this and sent big bones back every day. As for why, he did not want to go into details.
Qian Yikun nodded and watched Xinya go in with the food. He heard the doorbell just as he sat down. Qian Yikun frowned, but got up and went to open the door to see who would come at this time.
The door to the house was opened, and the woman standing outside was raising her hand to press the doorbell again. When she saw the door opened, she asked bossily: "Qian Yikun, why haven't you seen me recently?"
When Qian Yikun saw people outside, he wanted to close the door. He was not interested at all in the fiancée his family had found for him. She was just over 20 years old, and she came from a wealthy family and was very arrogant.
"Hey - Qian Yikun." Huang Jiaojiao said while stamping her feet, and got directly under Qian Yikun's arm when Qian Yikun closed the door.