"Does it count? Just tell me your birthday and horoscope."
Fang Qianyao shook the copper coin in her hand, held it between her fingers, flicked it into the air, and caught it again. She didn't seem to have the respect that a fortune teller would have for her meal.
An Qian refused directly: "No, if you don't believe this, abandon the old superstitious and ignorant beliefs, and build a civilized and harmonious new home."
"okay……"
Fang Qianyao didn't try to persuade her any more. She let out a long sigh of relief, lay back on the bed and collapsed into a puddle, lazily, and no longer moved much.
But Anxi still has many questions.
She walked to the bed opposite Fang Qianyao, looked at Fang Qianyao who was lying on the upper bunk, and asked, "I'm curious, if you encountered certain death, would you just accept it?"
"Yeah, accept it."
Fang Qianyao nodded without thinking. She lay on the bed and yawned crookedly: "Ha... If I don't believe in destiny, why would I do this?"
Anxi lost her temper completely after hearing this.
The questions and drafts that filled my mind just now suddenly disappeared.
She understood why Chu Qingyan said that Fang Qianyao was neither a good person nor a bad person.
Because Fang Qianyao has no judgment of good and evil or right and wrong of her own, she just follows the way of heaven and fate.
If she can really treat everyone equally, she will be able to do what she wants, and she will not have double standards, but she will be a capable person.
but,
"Whether my future is good or bad, I don't need you to help me advance it. And the people around me are not allowed to do it. If you dare to interfere, then we can only be enemies."
An Qian looked directly at Fang Qianyao, the warning in her eyes obvious.
"Okay, as ordered...!"
Fang Qianyao raised her hand and saluted softly. She picked up her phone again and played with it while continuing to chat with An Qian:
"But...I'm not trying to push forward with anything. That work is too tiring...I just let it go. There is no need to care about whether the person who is dying is injured or not, and there is no need to keep the person who is leaving."
After An Qian heard what Fang Qianyao said, she immediately said, "But you got involved in Chu Qingyan's matter."
"Um...yeah."
Fang Qianyao was silent for a moment, without arguing, but her tone sounded doubtful, as if she was also wondering why Chu Qingyan intervened.
"Maybe it's because it's a good thing that Chu Qingyan can be with you." Fang Qianyao's eyes temporarily left the phone and glanced at An Qian.
"If it's a good thing, it's a good thing to proceed smoothly. And... sometimes, good things are not what you see on the surface."
"For example, it may appear that you have won a big prize and received a generous prize, but in fact it has attracted prying wolves and vicious dogs. Another example is...it is far better to let her die here than to die later."
An Qian heard that the "she" in Fang Qianyao's mouth was referring to Qin Xiang.
She looked at Fang Qianyao silently.
Fang Qianyao didn't even raise her eyelids when she said this, and even yawned again.
To be honest, Anxi doesn't believe in this evil in her heart. It's not that she doesn't believe in fortune telling at all, but she feels that something as mysterious as fate may not be so certain.
"I will decide for myself whether it's good or bad. Anyway, don't do anything to the people around me again."
An Qian repeated what she cared about most. Fang Qianyao nodded and promised An Qian again. Then she pulled out the quilt and covered herself with sleep.
The two stopped talking, and the room became quiet again.
The blood on the ground has not been wiped clean yet.
Anxi walked back to the place where the blood accumulated with a mop in hand and started working.
While cleaning, she went to the bathroom and changed the water several times to reduce the smell of blood in the air.
Clear water dripped down onto the ground, and when the last trace of blood was dragged away.
An Qian suddenly remembered the question she wanted to ask but didn't ask. She mopped the ground and talked casually:
"What if... the person lying on the ground today is Xu Ming? Will you let him die?"
Fang Qianyao was lying on her side on the bed without moving. She had already put the quilt over her head to block the noon light coming in from the window.
Waited for a long time.
An Qian didn't hear Fang Qianyao's reply, thinking that she must have fallen asleep.
He took out his phone and checked the time: eleven forty-five.
It's time to find Shen Yunjia.
Anxi thought so and walked towards the door.
But just as the door was about to close.
"Same, all the same."
Fang Qianyao's muffled voice passed by in a flash, and An Qian almost wondered if she had heard it wrong.
She turned around and saw Fang Qianyao lying on the upper bunk with her back to An Qian, alone.
It was obviously a sunny noon, but it seemed to be filled with a bitter taste.
…
…
Nothing special happened again throughout the afternoon.
An Qian told Shen Yunjia about Fang Qianyao, and Shen Yunjia said: "As long as Fang Qianyao doesn't bother us, we shouldn't pay too much attention to her or have too much contact with her. Her behavior can hardly be said to be harmful... But it made me feel a bit unusual, and I was a little curious about what the environment was like in her home.”
"you're right."
An Qian agreed with what Shen Yunjia said, and she was also curious about what was going on at Fang Qianyao's family.
However, curiosity killed the cat.
She still chooses the safest strategy of not offending me and not offending others.
After lunch, Shen Yunjia still had afternoon classes to attend.
An Qian, who was alone, was dragged around by Wu for a while.
After being unable to wander, Anxi asked Wu to go back first, and promised to reply to his message in time and answer his video call. After Wu left the botanical garden reluctantly, he turned back three times.
Anxi returned to the dormitory to rest.
Qin Xiang had bandaged the injured area on her head, and she was lying quietly on the bed in the dormitory to recuperate.
During this period, the little white dog knocked on the door twice to see how Qin Xiang was doing, but every time she was grabbed by An Qian as soon as she entered the door and groped her harshly, taking advantage of her.
It's approaching evening.
When Anxi was dizzy from being bombarded with news about Wu.
"Ding bell~" a sound.
The dialog box with Chu Qingyan was suddenly pushed to the front of the screen.
Chu Qingyan only said three words: I'm sorry.
Anxi felt very ashamed after seeing it and kicked around in bed.
In fact, she was a little anxious when it came to discussing it.
But I have to say that Xu Ming and Chu Qingyan played riddles for her, which really made her feel excluded.
Anxi immediately replied: It doesn't matter.
Then he continued:
[Anxi: Actually, I was also wrong. You never told me that you needed my protection or that you wanted me to uphold justice for you. I did these things without even asking you what you think...]
[Anxi: Anyway, I was also wrong! I also apologize to you, red bean paste Smith Marseille (kneel down)]
After An Qian sent out these words.
Chu Qingyan was quiet for a moment, and then the dialog box kept displaying: "The other party is typing..."
It appeared and stopped. It lasted for about five minutes and then stopped. In the end, Chu Qingyan sent nothing.
