It had been five thousand years. It had been five thousand years since she had taken a closer look at her teacher.
Bibi Dong's eyes were gentle, but they were looking at the woman behind Tang Xi, who looked somewhat similar to her.
Xiao Xi hugged Bibi Dong's arm affectionately and said coquettishly, "Teacher, I heard that there was a senior sister before me who was also named Xiao Xi, but the character for Xi is different from my character for Xi."
Bibi Dong said calmly, "I can't remember clearly, I just vaguely remember that he died several years ago."
Every word pierced his lungs like a knife, making it difficult for Tang Xi to breathe, and panic surged in his heart.
"Xiao Xi," a familiar voice sounded. Tang Xi turned around habitually. It was Qian Renxue who was walking towards her. Qian Renxue was still as noble as before, but when she looked at Xiao Xi, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her eyes Visible joy.
Xiao Xi threw herself into Qian Renxue's arms. Qian Renxue rubbed her gently and whispered, "Have you missed me lately?"
"Well, I want to! I really want to!" Xiao Xi said with a smile.
Tang Xi, who was next to her, froze on the spot and suddenly came to her senses. By the way...she had been dead on the Douluo plane for several years. Everyone seemed to have forgotten her. In five years, everyone Have you completely forgotten about her...
Holding back the grief in her heart, Tang Xi held back from crying and followed them like a stranger and a thief.
After her death, what kind of life did everyone live?
In the corner, Tang Xi found an abandoned white peony flower. The white petals were stained with a little dust. As if she felt something in her heart, Tang Xi picked up the white peony flower and held it in her hands. .
Surprisingly, Tang Xi's hand no longer penetrated, but actually touched the white peony flower.
Both a person and a flower have been abandoned by this world. Tang Xi looked at the flower as if he was looking at another version of himself, lonely, desolate and helpless.
Tang Xi followed the girl named "Xiao Xi" and watched her enter the room that once belonged to her. She also saw Su Wen, who she thought about day and night.
Su Wen's eyes were full of Xiao Xi's appearance. He held Xiao Xi's hand and said funnyly, "Where have you been playing? Our wedding will be in a few days, and you are still running around."
Xiao Xi pouted and said coquettishly, "No way!"
With that said, Xiao Xi stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Su Wen's forehead, her face stained with a light pink color.
Tang Xi looked at this dazzling scene with red eyes, hot tears streaking down her cheeks. She stepped forward to grab Su Wen, but her hand passed through Su Wen's body and she couldn't touch it.
How could it be, how could it be...!
Did Su Wen fall in love with someone else when he was only five years old? Has everyone completely forgotten themselves?
Xiao Xi said leisurely at this time, "You dote on me so much, aren't you afraid that my deceased senior sister will be jealous?"
Su Wen paused, shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "That's all in the past. I can't feel any emotion for her now. She is dead, why can't I start a new relationship."
Tang Xi clasped her hands tightly as she listened to what Su Wen said. Her trembling body betrayed her grief. Tang Xi stared at Su Wen in front of her with red eyes and clenched teeth.
She wanted to question, but she couldn't speak, couldn't speak! Why can't she tell!
Xiao Xi said regretfully, "So Su asked, have you thought about my senior sister in the past five years?" At this point, Xiao Xi's eyes suddenly looked at Tang Xi, as if she knew she was here and asked her deliberately.
