Quarreling is not only the norm in Dead Space.
Or is it a normal situation that occurs in interpersonal interactions in real life.
The pursuit of complete peace is, after all, just a beautiful vision on paper.
Of course, just because there is an unpleasant quarrel somewhere does not mean that there is disharmony everywhere.
Blue Kingdom Camp - Inside the camp.
Time passed slowly, and the conversation between Xin Zhixia and Qiuqiu also ended.
Xin Zhixia stood up, opened the curtains and looked out.
The sun hung high in the sky, and the sunlight it emitted was still bright, but the temperature was obviously not as good as before.
The dazzling sunshine gradually becomes milder, and the air is still filled with a warm breath, a gift left by the sun before.
Standing in front of the window and bathing in the sunshine, Xin Zhixia felt warm all over.
After a while, Xin Zhixia lowered her eyes to check the time, closed the curtains, turned to look back at Qiuqiu, and asked with a smile on her face.
"Want to take a break separately?"
The middle of the dial clearly showed that it was about three o'clock in the afternoon.
In fact, it is already past nap time, but it does not prevent the players from taking a rest.
Night is always the busiest time.
Players may also need to maintain energy to deal with various situations that may arise at night.
At this time, Qiuqiu was lowering his head, folding the two pieces of paper with the list, and carefully put them into his pocket.
Hearing this, she looked up and saw the last ray of sunlight shining on Sister Xin Yi's face.
The sunlight that illuminated the house only lasted for a moment, and then faded away as the curtains were closed.
Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and hummed.
"Um."
Xin Zhixia looked away from the paper without leaving a trace, then raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled back.
"Okay, you can come to me anytime if you need anything."
Qiuqiu stood up and nodded repeatedly.
After walking out of the house, Qiuqiu held the door handle and looked back.
Their eyes met.
The corners of Xin Zhixia's mouth curved slightly, and the smile in her eyes was particularly gentle.
Qiuqiu smiled sweetly, then waved, turned around and closed the door to leave.
Before closing the door completely, she could still see Sister Xin Yi's clear smile in the room through the gap.
"Click"
The door closed and silence returned to the house.
Xin Zhixia stood in the living room and stared at the door for a long time.
Then, as if nothing happened, she walked to the sofa and sat down casually.
Xin Zhixia leaned on the back of the sofa and looked up.
The ceiling is still the same, nothing has changed, just white flowers.
It was herself who made the change.
Xin Zhixia's question just now was divided into two parts. The first one is whether they want to separate? Second, do you want to take a break?
Qiuqiu's answer was only one word.
Then……
She chose to leave here.
Xin Zhixia doesn't mind living with Qiuqiu.
Sisterly love? Not really.
Without knowing the situation, the two old acquaintances were pushed together in disguise.
At present, the two of them are living together.
Logically speaking, Qiuqiu should be more inclined to be with her.
Because it is safer and less worrying.
If she can make this choice, she must have her own plans.
Xin Zhixia chuckled and couldn't help but murmured: "It feels uncomfortable."
Her partner is having second thoughts.
Thinking of this, Xin Zhixia couldn't help but recall the expression on Qiuqiu's face when the two of them confronted each other about their identities just now.
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"You didn't know this before?"
Xin Zhixia was really surprised. Qiuqiu didn't expect that she was also a third party.
Whether it is based on logical analysis or the information revealed in the conversation between the two.
Qiuqiu is enough to tell that the two of them should be in the same camp.
After finishing this rhetorical question, Xin Zhixia got an unusual reaction from Qiuqiu.
There was doubt, suspicion, and confusion in his expression, but he didn't suddenly realize it.
In view of Qiuqiu's complicated expression, he seemed to doubt her meaning.
Xin Zhixia had no choice but to reveal Song Maowen's identity and explain that she had borrowed someone else's identity.
His actual identity is a bard.
As for...
She did not choose to inform the other party of the bard's special ability.
This in itself is not important and needs to be retained.
After Qiuqiu learned about this link, a strange expression appeared on his face.
"So, Sister Xinyi, did you borrow Song Maowen's identity? I really thought you were the king of Lan Fang."
Xin Zhixia feels that her acting skills are superb, but she has clearly never performed for Qiuqiu.
From beginning to end, only at the very beginning she chose to deceive, and she didn't last even a minute before she chose to expose herself.
"Because the identity I just mentioned can be fake."
He told the truth, but no one believed him.
Xin Zhixia thought about all this over and over again and came to a somewhat strange conclusion.
She thinks that Qiuqiu believes that she is a king more than she believes that she is a bard.
Very weird.
Fortunately, Qiuqiu didn't seem to care about this and just wanted to discuss the identity of the blue camp with her.
Facing Qiuqiu, who might be suspicious of him, she felt like she didn't know how to speak.
Therefore, she failed to study this point in detail and just communicated the important content with her in a normal manner.
Xin Zhixia crossed her arms, glanced down, and saw the paper with the list on the table.
"What are you going to do when you leave with a list?"
Find better partners, or recruit others around.
After all, Qiuqiu is the Pope.
According to what Xin Zhixia said, whether it is balance theory, containment theory, etc.
As long as you really agree with these remarks, you will definitely feel that the two of them are currently at the bottom.
Xin Zhixia's mind was clear, and after completing the analysis, she couldn't help but sigh.
"Those who gain power need to be won over, and those who have lost power need to be abandoned."
It wasn't long before I lamented the harshness of the world that I never expected that there would be another knock on the door.
“Tuk tuk tuk”
Xin Zhixia's eyes turned cold and she immediately turned her head to look at the door.
Before she could open her mouth to ask who it was, the rhythm of the knock on the door changed.
"Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap."
Xin Zhixia tilted her head, and the cold light in her eyes disappeared.
"?"
I was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
The corner of Xin Zhixia's mouth raised a beautiful curve.
OK, it seems that someone has memorized the password until now.
