【Revised】

She stood there prettyly, tilting her chin slightly, saying the above words to the official seat who was not afraid of power, and with pity and disappointment, she used the great truth to educate herself, this ignorant and willful sister who would not love and respect herself, thinking that she would win the applause and blessings of the audience, and even the absolutely outstanding official in front of her could have a good impression of her image and fall in love.

But all this is just what she thought!

The real reality is that many people present looked at her with a joke-like look, watched her reverse black and white, and watched her interpret the White Lotus characters in those to the extreme.

There are even people who look at her with pity, pity her ignorance of current affairs, pity her self-righteousness, and pity her ignorance without knowing it.

Seeing that these people had different expressions, none of them came out to agree with their words as they expected and thought, and criticized Nan Xiange and others from their own position of absolute justice, none of them, including An Ming, who was holding him.

Nan Yiwu was a little panicked by the uncontrolled development of things, in a quiet or occasional sneer or two, she finally couldn't hold her own shelf, subconsciously bit her ruddy lip hard, leaving a slightly conspicuous trace on the lip flap with makeup, and looked at the circle around her and Nan Xiange and others at a loss, clearly facing the ridicule and banter in the eyes of those people, the look of watching the play nakedly, finally made her lose the most basic sense of proportion, and her back, which had been straight and proud, was obviously hunched, and cowardice and panic made her look like an ugly duck walking through the swan, even if she disguises her wings as white and flawless as a swan, but fake, after all, fake.

In this regard, Nan Xiange felt that she should express her innocence to Nan Yiwu's aggrieved and resentful eyes at this time, after all, she stood here and didn't have time to say a word, didn't she? From beginning to end, it was her own good sister who was still immature even though her acting skills were superb and she was directing and acting, wasn't it?

The official seat didn't speak, and he didn't even want to waste a look on her, and after she started to speak, she had already lowered her head to look at Nan Xian Ge's hand with her, and then squinted her eyes and stumbled, as if there was no existence of Nan Yiwu at all.

As long as everyone can feel the embarrassing atmosphere permeating this strange quiet, but no one dares to be the one who breaks the atmosphere, most people don't dare, a small number of people are watching the play, and Nanxian Song is ...... Bad eyes.

She looked at Nan Yiwu's delicate and pitiful little face in front of her, and admired it with interest for a while, until she was about to cry when she chuckled and reached out to touch Nan Yiwu's cheek.

The temperature of her fingertips has always been slightly cold, without the slightest warmth, just like jade that has not yet been put into her arms, it is very comfortable, and it is also cold and makes people shiver.

And at the moment when her palm touched Nan Yiwu's cheek, looking at Nan Yiwu's little face that turned white and the tears that had fallen a drop and then held back, it was obvious that she belonged to the kind of person who was trembling and afraid of the cold.

Nan Yiwu felt the coolness on her cheeks, the kind of touch temperature that was abnormal to her like a cold, slippery, ugly and cold-blooded snake, which made all her thoughts stop, and the blood flowing all over her body seemed to freeze in an instant, and her body stood there stiffly, like a puppet without a soul, but the memory seemed to be manipulated and went back directly to a few months ago, when she was in S City, she was also the pure and beautiful girl in front of her who was smiling like an angel, her half-sister, after she touched her face, she grabbed her hand again, and whispered in her ear: "Wherever you go in the future, you have to say to your sister like today, okay......? I'll be angry, and you'll be punished in the most desperate way by then. ”

And then...... Then, she still rubbed the top of her head, narrowed her dark eyes that seemed to be pure to the extreme, and said softly: "Be good, be a good sister of your sister, I will teach you a lot...... There are a lot of disobedient people, but there are penalties!"

Afterward...... It was the experience that I would remember for a lifetime, that hell, that hell of despair and fear...... No, no, no, she didn't want to think about those images anymore. The images that give her nightmares every night...... No, she was obedient, and she didn't want that kind of punishment again......

Then what everyone saw was that Nan Xian Ge stroked his sister's cheek with pity, her face was full of distress, and her sister Nan Yiwu seemed to be stunned, her face was pale, and then she shook her head and muttered to herself.

Her voice was like a mosquito, and the hall was naturally not completely silent, so even Chu Feng and the others, who were close, didn't hear what she was muttering to herself, although they didn't care or be curious at all.

But there are always a few people with extraordinary ear power, such as Nanxian Song, such as the official seat, such as Bai Zixin, such as Ancher...... and Qian Qian, who stood up at some point.

They all heard Nan Yiwu's self-talk, some of their faces were as usual and they couldn't see anything unusual, and some of them looked at Nan Nan Xiange with interest on their faces, and they didn't hide it at all.

Unfortunately, Qian Qian is the latter kind of person, he still has a glass of red wine in his hand, witnessing the progress of the whole incident with great interest, and then directly ignoring Nan Yiwu, looking straight at Nan Xian Ge, who is facing him on the side, is still the kind of hunter peeping at his prey, full of provocation.

Nan Xian Ge knew who the owner of this gaze was after feeling this completely different gaze, but she didn't pay attention to it at all, and she didn't even shift her serious gaze at Nan Yiwu for half a minute, she still looked at her sister seriously, feeling the warm touch of her skin pores under her hands, which made her happy and even heartwarming.

It can be regarded as a perfect skin, plus my own later maintenance and retouching...... Na, after all, she is the heroine of the previous life, so even death must have a delicate and perfect freeze frame in this world, isn't it?

Nan Xiange smiled shallowly, then looked at Nan Yiwu, who was slightly shorter than herself, leaned over to her, looked at her pale face and faintly oozing cold sweat, raised her eyebrows, and then smiled and whispered: "But, where you don't know what I can see, my dear sister, you have never taken your sister's previous advice to heart, otherwise...... How could such a suffocating thing happen to that little girl next to you? You say, right?"

She whispered, and there was a slight heat in her lips along with the voice, spraying on Nan Yiwu's sexy and delicate collarbone, provoking a delicate reaction, and as she spoke, she even looked straight at Nan Yiwu, who had been standing there quietly behind her, and her clothes were featureless and even a little earthy, and then she withdrew her gaze and winked at Nan Yiwu, whose eyes were wide in disbelief.

Everything is like the act of the devil, tearing off the skin of an angel and disregarding the blood, the terrible devil who disguises himself as perfect!

Nan Yiwu only felt as if the strength of her whole body was drained, she wanted to retreat, she wanted to scream, she wanted to escape from this terrible demon in front of her!

But the truth was that she just stood there in a daze, as if she had been lowered, without the slightest movement, and even a blink of an eye seemed to be extremely laborious.

She began to panic again, she began to be restless and afraid, all the resentful thoughts of seeing Nanxian Song as an enemy in the past became blank at this moment, she just wanted to escape, she no longer had the slightest idea of stepping into the dust and tossing the girl in front of her, she just wanted to stay away from her, away from her!

The current Nan Yiwu, who was stiffened all over her body by Nan Xiange's light touch and did not dare to have the slightest resistance and resentment, finally understood that these days, all her efforts and all her efforts aimed at "trampling Nan Xiange's person under her feet and wantonly humiliating her" were actually just a joke! An out-and-out joke that she directed and acted herself! Everything was done in vain! It was just a waste of effort!

Looking at herself now, Nan Yiwu was frightened and began to laugh at herself, just being lightly touched by Nan Xiange, and after saying a few words, she was already defeated and defeated, in front of her who was so vulnerable, where did she get the courage to fight against her before? Those pictures that have imagined countless times in her mind that she tortured Nan Xiange to kneel down and beg for mercy, she was facing Nan Xiange's black eyes that were obviously smiling but only indifferent, Nan Yiwu found that she couldn't even think of those fantasized pictures, no, not that she couldn't remember, but ...... Rather, I didn't dare to think about it at all......

She tried for a long time, trying to make herself sound under the gaze of Nanxian Song, and finally, she heard her own trembling faint voice that had no strength to struggle: "You...... How do you know?"

She was so blank that she could barely remember what she had asked her how she knew, but she remembered.

Hearing this, Nan Xian Ge looked quite embarrassed, stared at his eyebrows, thought for less than a second, smiled shallowly, and replied quite gently: "Because, you are my puppet!"

Because, you're my puppet!

Nan Yiwu finally fell weakly in An Ming's arms behind her, her eyes closed, tears silently crossed her cheeks, but she didn't want to open it anymore, she finally, finally tasted the fear of life and death.

String Golem......

All the lines of the puppet's body that control actions are connected to the puppeteer's fingertips, and the puppeteer can manipulate any action of the puppet at will, and the puppet can ...... Without the puppeteer, the thread connected to the puppeteer's fingertips is just a pile of good-looking but useless rags, and there is no use for it.

Nan Xiange looked at An Ming's panicked and distressed picture holding Nan Yiwu, still smiling gently, ignoring the puzzled eyes of the strangers around him, he turned his head sideways and asked the official seat: "Do you think, when should I cut the thread on my fingertips?"

The official seat was stunned for a second by her sudden question, then stepped forward, hugged her, and said softly: "Everything is in your heart." ”

As if satisfied with his answer, but also not satisfied, Nan Xian Ge just smiled and stopped talking.

Nan Yiwu was sent back to rest, although she was not present as one of the protagonists, but the banquet was going to go on after all, but everyone looked at the "group of people" who were chatting happily with Nan Xiange, in addition to being shocked, it was tormented.

However, even if they want to stay with Nan Xian Ge all the time, they also have their own circle of friends or necessary entertainment, after all, they are not ordinary people, so they also took advantage of this gap to finally be able to talk to Bai Zixin.

"Senior brother, why did you come here?" Nanxian Ge raised his head slightly and asked him, not to question, but he knew that with Senior Brother's temper, if there was no purpose for coming, even if An Che came to invite him, he might not necessarily give face to him.

In Nanxian Ge's view, Bai Zixin was willing to come to this messy banquet, even if it was purposeful, but he felt that Bai Zixin was condescending, condescending, and honoring.

I believe that not only Nanxian Ge has this kind of thought, but no matter who it is, as long as he sees Bai Zixin, he will have this kind of thought, involuntarily, because he is really too dusty, the kind of untainted with any fireworks, the feeling of tolerance and warmth but absolute alienation, people will involuntarily focus their eyes on him, they will want to get close to him but dare not approach him, they will love him, worship and admire him, but they will never and dare not really possess him, because they are afraid that they will defile him, because from the bottom of their hearts, they will feel unworthy of him.

The person who can get even a short and gentle gaze from him is destined to be beyond the reach of ordinary people, and the person who can really be worthy of him, they can't even imagine how good and perfect that person should be.

Because in their opinion, Bai Zixin is equal to perfection!

Too many people were talking in groups, but they were all seemingly inadvertently putting their eyes on Bai Zixin, not seeking to look at him, just looking at him secretly, and they would feel a kind of peace of mind that had been quiet for years.

People who communicate not far from him will even subconsciously lower the volume of their voices, because they always feel that they will disturb him, and if they really bother, then even a shallow frown of him can cause people to feel endless guilt and guilt.

Nan Xian Ge even noticed that he didn't dare to look at his senior brother with that kind of unpleasant gaze, but instead used an extremely complicated look, with nostalgia, nostalgia, sadness and cowardice, that kind of look that was difficult to understand, it could be seen that he was surprised by Bai Zixin's appearance and was not prepared to take it as fun but decided to stay away.

Nan Xiange frowned, took Qian Qian's expression to heart, and then withdrew her gaze, not ready to delve into it immediately, however, Bai Zixin's answer made her stunned for a moment, and then realized.

"Because he's going to show up. Bai Zixin smiled softly and nodded at Qian Qian, who was about to turn his head.