...What do you mean by asking her to be careful?
An Qian paid attention to Jiang Wenwei's expression. He did not reveal any gloomy or threatening tone. Instead, he looked very worried, without any flaws.
"Okay, I understand." An Qian responded, took the red potion Jiang Wenwei gave her, and wiped it on her cheeks.
Jiang Wenwei took advantage of this time to walk to the door of the courtyard, lay on the door and listened for a while, "The group of geese outside the courtyard seems to have left. You should leave now."
Anxi responded, thanked her again, and walked out of the yard.
She walked straight back to the courtyard where she lived.
The copy this time was very strange. The strange thing was that An Qian knew that there was something strange in it, but she couldn't figure it out. She didn't know where to start, and she didn't know what the villagers' ultimate purpose was in asking them to worship the Buddha statue.
As soon as An Qian returned to the yard, Xu Ming also came in. His body was covered with goose feathers, and the edges of his clothes were torn into strips and trailed behind him.
"Oh? You..." An Qian pointed at Xu Ming and asked doubtfully, "Are you also suffering from a bloody disaster?"
Xu Ming nodded weakly and plucked the goose feathers on his body.
"It seems that your condition is more serious than mine. Didn't Fang Qianyao tell you in advance?" An Qian noticed the wound on Xu Ming's arm, and the blood stained the goose feathers red.
"No." Xu Ming shook his head, "She doesn't like counting the lives of people around her. Even if she accidentally sees it, such as the bloody disaster that can be seen from the face, she will pretend that she didn't see it."
"Ah? Why is this?" Anxi asked, "Wouldn't it be better to tell it in advance? The disaster of blood and light can at least be weakened."
Xu Ming grabbed the goose feather and sighed slightly: "Qian Yao told you last time, she doesn't believe that fate can be changed. Now that it has been decided, it is the same whether you say it or not, but the degree is different."
Speaking of this, An Qian was a little curious and blurted out: "Why is Fang Qianyao so sure of her fate? Did something happen?"
After An Qian asked, she felt that her question had gone too far, so she added: "You don't have to say it if you find it inconvenient."
"It's okay, there's nothing I can't say." Xu Ming shook his head, lowered his eyebrows, and said softly:
"The Fang family and our Xu family are family friends. Both of our families started out in metaphysics, but it has declined with the development of the times."
"Yes, resisting feudal superstition, getting rid of stereotypes and customs, and establishing new civilized trends are what we people in the new era should do." An Qian added without a wink.
Xu Ming glanced at her helplessly and asked, "Do you still listen to me?"
"Oh oh oh." Anxi reacted and raised her hand, "Please say, please say."
Xu Ming sighed helplessly and continued: "Qian Yao is the most talented person of our generation. The first time she used copper coins to tell fortunes when she was a child, her accuracy was extremely high, and the fortune she calculated was Her mother’s death.”
"...Death calamity?" An Qian is not unfamiliar with this word, but this time it appears in this sentence, which makes people feel surprised.
"She did try some methods." Xu Mingruo continued without anyone else, as if caught in the memories of that time, "But it didn't work. She was too young, and there was more than one person who wanted her mother to die."
"The Fang family has lived a luxurious life since before. After the decline, there is no source of money. Qian Yao's appearance is like the resurrection of a money tree in their eyes, and Qian Yao's mother who protects Qian Yao is just a villain blocking their way to make money."
"So they teamed up to put her mother...?" An Qian carefully completed the meaning revealed in Xu Ming's words.
Xu Ming nodded slowly and acknowledged, "Since then, they have kept squeezing her. Qian Yao has never gone to school since she was a child, has never made friends, and does not know how ordinary people live. People around her may... It’s just me.”
After Xu Ming finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the ground. He had no intention of continuing to talk and no intention of going back to the house. He seemed to be waiting for something.
The courtyard fell into silence.
An Qian twisted her stiff neck slightly and made a sound, breaking the silence at this moment, "This story is not something you can tell casually to anyone, right? Why did you reveal it to me without telling the truth?"
Xu Ming's eyes moved slightly and he replied: "You are very different."
"Don't say that, I can't bear it." An Qian refused Xu Ming's behavior of trying to flatter her. "I'm very ordinary. I'm not a different kind of fireworks. I'm just a big flower that can be wholesaled for a dollar and a quarter."
When Xu Ming heard An Qian's words, he curved his lips and smiled: "Look, you are different. But...since you asked me that, I won't beat around the bush."
"To be honest, I am telling you this just to make you sympathize with Qian Yao, and to let you know that Qian Yao is not a bad person. Qian Yao told you about the bloody disaster yesterday also to remind you that she is really not what you think. …”
"I just selfishly hope that if I die, at least...you can help her and let her return to her original world alive."
Xu Ming spoke sincerely, and his body couldn't stop shaking. It seemed that there were too many emotions tumbling in his body, and he swallowed them alive.
Anxi did not respond directly, but replied in a calm tone: "But if you die, her life will only be more painful if she returns to the original world. It is better to die here, or simply stay here and be free."
When Xu Ming heard this, his body immediately relaxed, and he moved his lips as if he had a lot to say, but in the end he just smiled bitterly, "It's better to live first, there will always be changes in life."
An Qian stared at Xu Ming silently without saying a word.
In the end, Xu Ming couldn't bear the awkward silence and suggested going back to the room to treat the wound.
Anxi responded, and the two of them returned to their respective rooms, waiting for the return of the others.
