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What exactly did we do wrong? What kind of mistake did we make to end up like this?
What exactly did I do?
What exactly did I do wrong?
Why does it have to be this way? Why do you keep abandoning me...?
I'm the daughter, yet you don't even want to talk to me when you're here... Can't you even say hello?
These things were incomprehensible and unimaginable, yet they occupied everything, everything that could be seen in those azure eyes.
In the end, her head drooped limply, her gaze swirling downwards, and all that remained clearly visible was the boy's figure.
Ahhh...
Only Jiangcheng is left.
It seems that the only purpose of Siegfried's appearance is to prove to the girl that her father is completely unreliable.
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Chapter 146 Kiana, I'll Always Be Here
Joy, happiness, and even expectations for the future shattered in an instant, leaving the small heart, which had been slightly protected and carefully nurtured in warmth and had begun to recover, wounded once again, scarred with countless cuts.
The wound, already aching from the Siberian winds and snow day and night, was unable to heal and had become a permanent pain whenever touched. Now, it has been reopened in the same way and in the same place, tearing open the scab that hadn't even healed properly.
Kiana felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, as if all her strength had been drained away, and even her legs went weak.
The world spun around her, and she instinctively stumbled backward. She barely managed to steady herself and avoid falling to the ground. Her head drooped limply, and once again, once again, once again, she was left all alone.
Once again, those pupils could only focus on one person, someone who was embracing another, and probably the only one who cared about her.
The boy's embrace continued unabated, or rather, there was no indication that it would stop.
The fingers that were wrapped around her waist were so firm and serious, it was as if they wanted to merge the girl into them.
She even began to slowly lower her head. Even if you couldn't see clearly or from a bad angle, you could vaguely guess that Jiang Cheng and Mistelin were looking at each other. It must have been a very affectionate and serious gaze. The cherry blossom-colored corner of her eye under her black hair was so serious, so serious that all eyes were focused on each other without the slightest distraction. They were slowly approaching each other with such a gaze, their foreheads were almost touching, and their lips were about to kiss each other again, to touch each other once more.
Miss Mistelin was the same; among her long, white hair that cascaded down her shoulders and was constantly swirling in the wind, a touch of color resembling blooming lavender was so striking that it was impossible not to look directly at her.
what……
what……
Ah... 2 Mountain Er, Lin 4 Ba
Kiana felt she shouldn't interfere. Someone like her should just hide in a dark corner and squat alone. After all, she was just a wild child who didn't even have a father. What right did she have to interfere in other people's love affairs? Her impolite gaze, even if it was just looking at someone, would probably make them feel uncomfortable and unhappy.
It's like when I used to stand outside a store and peek through the glass window, looking at some food or toys inside. Even if I didn't even press my face against the glass, I didn't dare to get too close or disturb anyone. I would just look from afar and secretly, and even then, I would be chased away by the store staff who saw me.
My eyes must be even more annoying, more direct, and more yearning now than they were back then...
Because back then, it was just the loneliness of not being able to find my stinky dad, not being abandoned again... again...
Woohoo...
The man, now without a wife and children, was so angry that he could no longer continue the conversation.
My eyes are so sore, my nose is so sore... Why does it always feel like this? Why does it have to leave me?
If you've done something wrong, can you just say it directly? You'll definitely correct it and absolutely, positively, never do it again, no matter what it is.
But ah...
Why won't you even give me this chance?
Why won't you even talk about it?
Could it be that I've really done something terribly wrong, something unforgivable no matter what, something that no amount of repentance can convince my stubborn father, something he'll never acknowledge I could possibly change?
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In the end, I couldn't help but look over. It was as if, even though I was driven away again and again, I still couldn't help but lean against the wall and look at the scene inside the store. In reality, what I was looking at was not the things inside, not the delicious food and fun things, but a family of three holding hands, and the expression on their faces... That must be happiness, right?
—Wanting to move forward.
—Want to get closer.
Approaching the boy who seemed so happy, approaching the boy whose cherry-colored eyes sparkled with beauty.
It seems that as long as you do this, you can share some happiness and beauty. As long as you get close, even someone like me, an unwanted wild child, can feel what warmth is.
Will I be disliked?
Will I be met with disapproving looks for disturbing them?
Even though it's something that's already happened, now that I'm in a different mood, I find myself unconsciously thinking about those terrible things, even constantly giving those terrible things possibilities, looking for more reasons to make them seem real. It's as if as long as I disturb them, as long as I speak out, I'll definitely be disliked, I'll definitely be stared at with dissatisfaction, I'll definitely be scolded...
Definitely...
Even so, I couldn't help it...
Kiana couldn't help but lean against the wall, raise her head, and lift her eyes as well.
"—Xiaocheng...can...can you hug me?"
…逡柒貳l彡:~O私鸠崎P伞…
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As Jiang Cheng gazed into those dreamy purple eyes, and embraced Mistelin passionately, a weak and pitiful voice reached his ears.
why?
The first thing that arose was confusion. Now that she had run into Siegfried for various reasons, even if she and Mistralin were showing off their affection, Kiana could at least have a proper chat with her father. In any case... in any case, she shouldn't be acting so sad and miserable.
It wasn't Mistelin who was behind this.
You could see a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Rather, it would be more accurate to say that even though this superhuman girl often does shocking things, she is very measured and knows her limits well, and has never really made anyone particularly hate or angry.
Moreover, Mistelin is no longer capable of upsetting Kiana. No matter how much she showers Kiana with affection or flaunts her charm, at most Kiana will just hum in dissatisfaction and then try to squeeze in.
and so--
why?
The kiss that was about to happen froze on the spot, and the boy was simply wondering why this had happened.
Did you know? Those eyes were even blinking, questioning the girl who was clearly in a bad mood.
Those beautiful eyes, filled with melancholy, could only offer—
I do not know either.
I never expected it to turn out like this.
yes……
Didn't we already have Siegfried?
After being separated for so long, shouldn't the father and daughter, as family members, have a good time to catch up?
Mistelin didn't know why everything had turned out this way, nor did she understand why the girl's voice was so hesitant. Even though her rational senses had vaguely sensed the disappearance of someone, she was unwilling to believe that a person, a father, could be so strange.
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silence.
silence.
There was still only silence.
This question seemed extremely difficult for the boy. His face showed no change in expression whatsoever. He even stopped embracing Mistelin and about to kiss her. The silver-white girl could be seen frowning slightly, leaving the affectionate atmosphere to the side.
silence.
It's too quiet.
Everything seemed to have come to an almost standstill; time and space seemed to freeze in this excessively heavy atmosphere.
what……
what……
what……
I guess I really did bother you...
I guess I really did bother you!
I guess I really bothered you!
Such a fact almost drove me to the brink of despair—not being kicked out by the shop assistant, but instead, ruining someone else's happiness.
A tear glistened in Kiana's azure eyes, and in an instant, she bit her lower lip tightly, as if she wanted to tear it apart, causing a trickle of blood to appear.
Even so, it was excessively quiet.
It was as if even the sound of a pin dropping was so jarring.
Those few seconds felt like an eternity; the girl felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, losing all perception of the world.
People with strong feelings of inferiority and self-loathing, even if they are fully prepared, will fall into self-doubt and hesitation when facing the end, endlessly questioning themselves.
Moreover, this is essentially just an uncontrollable surge of emotions, a volcano that can no longer be sealed or blocked. It is the first eruption of a person's life, where the cheerful exterior can no longer conceal the sadness in the heart, the carefree attitude can no longer be maintained, and the person has already fallen into the sorrowful state of the Sky Ranger, or even more miserable, a depression that cannot be faked even in front of important people.
If back then, the girl could still pretend to be normal when she met someone important to her and say that the sweet pepper curry was very spicy, then now... even her eyes could only tremble and flicker, her gaze on the boy as fragile as a thread that seemed about to snap at any moment.
Are you going to refuse?
Are you going to refuse?
Are you going to refuse?
Definitely.
I'm sure I will.
Who would accept an offensive request from an incompetent and insecure person?
If they can't even manage themselves, or even live alone, they'll likely continue to be consumed by internal strife if their childhood is missing.
Perhaps this internal strife will be even more terrifying and desperate than before. With life completely turned around, there is no possibility of meeting Raiden Mei again, like in the original story, having the chance to rewrite the mistakes in her heart, and seeing Siegfried for the second time as a girl who has been abandoned for the second time... she has become so tragic that she is beyond redemption.
This is definitely not something that can be easily resolved by eating two big meals or offering a few words of comfort.
Even the most resolute act, like a lament for a sinner, can it truly resolve the sorrow of being abandoned a second time?
do not know.
It was simply a feeling of fear.
Ultimately, she couldn't compare to Mistelin at all, whether in appearance, talent, charm, intelligence... or even in her love for the boy.
—How could anyone compare to Mistelin!
Such a perfect, flawless, imperfect, saintly girl, and such a profound, unbearable love.
So heavy that even the eyes and that part could be discarded, even that part could be given away as a gift.
—How could this possibly compare!
Kiana bit her lower lip in fear, goosebumps rising all over her body. An indescribable sense of déjà vu surged within her, and she subconsciously took a few steps back, her legs going weak, wanting to stand up and run away immediately.
Yes……
escape……
escape.
All we need to do is run away.
They were practically running away; they were about to take a step.