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"Pay attention to the difference between me and humans, and notice what the self really is."
"Like a dandelion in the desert, it doesn't think it needs to bloom until it finds itself being watched, pointed at, and called by its own name—dandelion."
"It is probably only at this moment that the dandelion that has fallen into an unsuitable place will realize, 'Ah, I am a dandelion. I need to bloom, I need to sow seeds, I need to live in this world as myself—a dandelion.'"
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The girl's one-sided story cannot be interrupted.
It is impossible to refute or deny.
Because every word you say is one you once said, and all the hidden dangers are ones you once created.
Just like extending a helping hand to Raiden Mei and choosing to help Yae Sakura... the current situation is no one's fault but the girl's.
Jiang Cheng didn't even have the right to speak, because in the instant his lips moved, he clearly saw the girl bend down in his cherry-colored pupils.
Her chin was lifted by slender fingertips, and a warm and soft touch gently emerged from her lips.
—It was a kiss.
Those clear eyes seemed so close.
The moist sheen, the misty vapor, and even the slightest tremor were all clearly visible.
Like purple lilac blossoms falling into the layers of her clear, autumn-like eyes, the deep affection she felt was inescapable, just like the wind itself.
"Goo-hoo...Mistilin, Miss Mistilin? Snoring...Goo-choo-choo..."
So...so forceful...
Is this what a mature woman's body looks like?
Her slender arms tightly bound her waist. (Part 3) (Part 8)
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Taken away.
All the glory that belonged to Kiana—my glory—has been stolen.
Even the girl herself can only sadly admit this—now, even if she were in the position of that very beautiful girl, she would absolutely not be able to say similar affectionate words or make such a confession.
I wonder what Jiangcheng went through after leaving Changkong City? And how complex the information density was during those not-so-long days?
The only thing Kiana is aware of right now is...
—She has been completely defeated.
Her legs buckled, and she collapsed to the ground, adhering to the philosophy of "do whatever you fall down to," Kiana simply lay there.
With a helpless sigh, he looked as dejected as a clown, as if his bones had been removed from his body. He couldn't find any strength at all, his hands hung limply at his sides, and his head drooped listlessly as well. Then his vision began to sway, and everything spun around him. His naturally lowered eyes happened to see Theresa desperately crawling towards him from the corner.
what……
It's my period...
If she discovered at any other time that her period had seen everything she had done, she would probably scream in terror...
It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter at all now.
The girl in my line of sight has even lowered her head now.
Holding Jiang Cheng's face in her hands, they kissed passionately, their eyes almost meeting.
The beautiful girl had absolutely no elegance left—at least not now. She was practically addicted to the taste, sucking on Jiang Cheng's lips so hard they were making smacking noises. Her excessively forceful kisses even made the veins on Jiang Cheng's neck bulge.
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When the long, intense kiss finally ended, even Jiang Cheng was breathless, veins bulging on his neck, his head spinning, and he looked up in a daze at the beautiful girl who had gently closed her eyes, savoring the previous sensations, and reaching out to touch the corner of her lips.
Ahhh...
Is this what kissing feels like?
It should have been ordinary physical contact, and even though we had already had more intimate contact, I could actually feel my heart beating faster... a numbing sensation as if I were being electrocuted.
The blood was flowing... What should have been a meaningless action was now different; the blood flowing through it seemed to carry a slight electric current, stimulating every part of the body.
"Can we finish now?"
He never imagined that he would talk to others like this one day.
Even after all that, the eyes that opened again still held a lingering affection.
"It's not over yet!"
She laughed lightly, like a flower gently swaying in the breeze. (Wife, two years old, four times, three times, dead)
Just seeing it sent chills down Jiang Cheng's spine, and his hands and feet, bound by chains, twitched uncontrollably once more.
“Miss Mei… no, perhaps we should call her Mei-neechan now. It will be a while before she arrives, and the same goes for Sakura. Besides, Miss Kiana hasn’t even started yet.”
The slender fingertips guided the girl pointing to the other side.
The gaze then shifted—
The cherry-colored eyes saw the person kneeling on the ground, already lost and dejected. The sadness in their eyes was almost comparable to before, equally dejected, equally unable to support their body, as if their bones had been removed, their hands hanging limply, their head drooping helplessly.
"Kiana..."
Jiang Cheng hesitated, his expression unreadable.
No matter what, I can't find a reasonable way to get along with this protagonist or my former friends.
At this moment, the chains binding her hands and feet loosened slightly, and Mistelin gently brought her fingers together—
"Go ahead, things have come to this point, you probably don't need me to keep guiding you."
"..."
"Of course, if you don't want to bear the consequences... you can continue to let me do it. After all, it was Kiana and I who forced you from beginning to end, which is quite reasonable. My personality is indeed terrible, and I must have taken the blame for many things and been a bad guy for a long time in the future, right?"
She still feigned innocence and romance, but now she had shed her inhuman persona as she watched the boy slowly rise.
She gently uttered seductive words, her fingertips resting on her snow-white, soft breasts.
"No."
"There's none?"
The girl's breath brushed softly against my ear, like an autumn breeze mingling with the natural, melancholic fragrance of a young, beautiful girl—
The confusion in her delicate voice was like a nature sprite staring into bewildered eyes.
The pure white-clad girl's most sincere allure captivates outsiders.
It seems like she's innocent and carefree.
Jiang Cheng continued to shake his head firmly, pulling on the chain, and walked forward step by step, leaving only his profile before leaving.
"At least in my eyes."
"—You are not."
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His figure was once again bathed in that external light, and even the expression on his face seemed indistinct—
Mistelin's expression froze for a moment. She bit her soft lower lip and watched Jiang Cheng walk forward step by step without moving. He picked up his coat from the ground, bent down and gently draped it over the kneeling, dejected girl, covering her sweet and beautiful curves.
"If you're willing, please become my friend again, and my protector."
"..."
The boy's face was reflected in his clear, azure eyes.
The dejected girl looked at the boy who had squatted down.
Unseen in those tear-filled, reflective eyes was a face etched with a complex mix of sadness and grief, her lips trembling, her eyes lowered.
Why did Jiang Cheng's expression look so complicated?
Why does Jiang Cheng look so sad?
There's no way to find an answer to a question like this; only the depths of one's own heart point to its source...
--Own.
"What I told you back then was indeed a lie. I've been observing you to some extent, and that's why I know how you feel right now..."
"Hesitation, loneliness, loss, sadness, and perhaps some regret—regret for my past self, regret for my actions, and I also blame myself for all the mistakes that have led to this situation. I frantically search for reasons to justify my mistakes, and I give reasons to my wrong answers. It seems that even if I blink my left eye first when I wake up in the morning, it's your fault, it's because you didn't try hard enough."
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P.S.: Jiang Cheng, who is sometimes incredibly lucky and sometimes incredibly unlucky, is really just an ordinary person.
Chapter 134 Mistelin, Shut up!
"If you're already holding onto the pre-set answer—that you're wrong—how could you not come up with a reason why you're wrong? This isn't a math problem where the answer always varies from person to person. Even a reading comprehension exercise can elicit completely different answers from different people. Even the fact that the curtains are blue can represent the author's various emotions, let alone this question."
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Jiang Cheng was still talking, speaking very seriously.
They must be very serious.
I've rarely seen Jiang Cheng speak with such an expression, even in my memory... Strictly speaking, Jiang Cheng, even in his most serious and earnest moments, never had this expression.
She could have simply lowered her head, but instead she chose to kneel on the ground like a knight, allowing those cherry-colored eyes to meet her gaze clearly.
There's no need to bow your head or raise it; it's an equal exchange, a face you can see simply by opening your eyes normally.
But ah...
Why would someone make that expression?
Why am I so sad and upset?
Craving, wanting, coveting
Even though I'm already as ridiculous as a clown, why do these emotions still surge within me?
—The emotions still came.
It arrived without any resistance.
In a way that even the girl may never have noticed before.
What was originally expected to be a calm river, or even the most audacious imagination, a raging torrent, turned out to be a vast, sun-blooming ocean.
One's own will and reason are like a lone boat in a raging storm at sea, which may be smashed to pieces by waves hundreds of meters high at any time.
Why is it so painful...
why?
Why is it that even though I'm lying on the ground resting, I can still feel pain and tearing in every part of my body, from head to toe?
Incomprehensible.
Hard to understand.
Can't understand.
While reading the book, I couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with the female protagonist who was always overthinking, indecisive, and anxious about the smallest problems. Why is it that in real life, I'm even worse than those indecisive female protagonists?
perhaps……
perhaps……
It was because after walking for so long in Siberia, when my whole body was frozen stiff, the first warmth I saw was the slightly burnt pizza and the hamburger patty that Jiang Cheng handed me.
For the first time, I felt unreserved care and undisguised attention.
Those were things that the girl treasured.