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In the past, Mareth was willful, happy and innocent, with a warm halo all over her body, which made those who approached involuntarily feel close; But that's not the case with her now.

Now Mareth is no longer warm, and her scattered temperament is innocent and evil. It stands to reason that it would be difficult to see these two extremely contradictory temperaments on the same face, but Mareth has done just that.

Having accepted the memory of inheritance, she can be said to have no age in a certain way. She can be a girl, a woman, or a woman. She is both warm and cold, and at the same time seems detached and generous. She is not a pure "good girl", she has insight into the reality of the world, and can be indifferent without sympathy, selfishness, and morality, but under her ruthless and cold personality, there is a faint hint of weakness.

She should be very young, with ocean-blue eyes but lacking innocence. However, she has no age, and she can't find any traces of worldly beauty, although she occasionally has a vicissitudes of life, but she exudes an innocent aura.

Now Mareth is not the kind of girl who will be good to others if others treat her well. She is not good at saying "thank you" and "sorry", which are polite words that ordinary people use as mantras; She doesn't even pay much attention to people and has little empathy for them. When she sees a child falling and crying, she can also pass over as if she didn't see it, as if nothing happened; Turning a blind eye to the grief of others.

She will do whatever she wants to take it for what she wants; Once there is no use value, it will be immediately thrown aside and abandoned. She will embarrass people to her face, and can break other people's confidence for no reason, or ruin other people's things out of jealousy or disgust.

In short, Mareth now does not have the virtues of kindness, kindness, kindness, politeness, courtesy, generosity, liveliness, loveliness, and a love of helping others, which a good girl should have, and she has become cold and selfish, indifferent to the troubles, pains, joys, sorrows, and sorrows of others, and always has only herself in her mind.

This is now Mareth. is only an eleven-year-old girl, but at the same time contains the temperament of a girl, a woman, and a glamorous woman. can show xiàn as innocent as an innocent girl, and can give people a glamorous and charming feeling like a femme fatale. In these two very different temperaments, they are compatible with intellect and sensibility, as well as the vicissitudes of countless generations of inherited memories.

Such a changeable temperament of Mares, even if people feel her ruthless indifference, it is difficult to make up her mind to stay away.

"Xiao Rui ......" Xiao Hui grabbed Mares's hand, crying and refusing to let go.

"Xiaohui......" Maris calmly withdrew her hand, her tone was as cold as if she was talking about other people's affairs, as if she had nothing to do with herself, "I don't want to leave either!" But there is no way, in order to organize a grand funeral for Father Fu, I have nothing, this family does not belong to me anymore, and I can't leave here. ”

"But what should I do when you're gone?" Xiaohui was at a loss, and asked with teary eyes open and choked up. Since Mares followed Zheng Youfu back to this remote countryside, Xiaohui has regarded Mares as her best friend in her heart; Mareth was her only friend, and she confided in her any concerns or grievances.

Although Mares is not the same as before, Xiaohui still likes her, and even likes Cheng Dù more than before. In Xiaohui's eyes, although Mareth is not as easy to get close to as before, she is more secure, so that people can rely on her and trust her wholeheartedly.

From the moment she knew that Mareth was leaving the village, Xiaohui's tears had not dried, and she had a strong feeling that if Mareth left like this, then she would lose her only friend forever, and her future fate would be very different.

"Xiaorui, don't go! You're gone, what should I do? She choked up, repeating her inner turmoil again.

"I don't know." Mareth still lowered her head and packed her luggage, unable to help Xiaohui's sadness. In fact, it wasn't her business at all. With the inheritance of the memory, how can she be in the mood to worry about Xiaohui, and now she can only plan for her future days and life. Too soft-hearted and warm-hearted, it will only drag her down!

"So what are you going to do in the future? Xiao Rui? Xiao Hui was a little sad about Mareth's cold attitude, she sobbed, and looked at Mareth with teary eyes, as if if if she didn't look at her like this, she would disappear without leaving a trace.

"I don't know." Mareth paused for a moment. No one had ever asked her this question. In fact, even if she thinks about it, it's useless, she has no relatives, no relatives and no money, what else can she do except take one step at a time? Legally, she is not yet an "independent" "adult" and must be supervised and cared for. But she didn't need any guardians, and she believed she could live well on her own.

"It's only a small step." She shook her head, shook off some of the melancholy feelings, and continued to pack her luggage.

"Xiao Rui......" Xiao Hui couldn't help but cry again.

Mareth's indifferent attitude made Xiaohui feel doubly desolate. She still remembered that when she just learned that Zheng Youfu had died, Mareth also had this kind of blank attitude. Mu Ran's expression is like a wild animal in the wilderness showing affection in a ruthless way, expressing a deep sadness.

"Go back! If you don't go back, Aunt Gui won't find anyone later, and you will have a good meal. Mareth was impatient with Xiaohui's crying and crying, and found an excuse to drive her away.

"Xiao Rui......" Xiao Hui just cried and refused to leave.

Mareth simply ignored her and packed up her things. In fact, there is nothing to pack, most of the appliances and furniture are sold along with the house, as long as the clothes you are going to take away are stuffed into a travel bag.

She slowly cleaned up, pondering what to do next. The first, of course, is to leave the village. She plans to go to the city of Hong Kong, which is easier to get by. Then it's a matter of finding a place to spend the evening, and it doesn't matter if it's an underground tunnel or a park. Then it is to find the perpetrator and ask him to pay for Dad Fu's life. What will happen later...... I'll plan for later. Anyway, with her natural abilities and inherited memories, she can't starve.

Xiaohui has been watching Maris pack her clothes and luggage with tears in her eyes, looking at it, she suddenly thought of something, her eyes showed a glimmer of light, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and stammered: "Xiaorui, you ...... You take me...... I'm leaving...... Let's go, I'm going to follow...... Follow...... ...... with you Leave...... Leave ......"

Mareth didn't respond, wondering if she heard her or not.

Xiao Hui bypassed the end of the bed, walked to Mareth's side, plucked up the courage to ask again, her voice trembled, showing a faint uncertainty, "Xiao Rui, I want to leave here with you......"

Ignoring Xiaohui's pitiful and weak expression, Maris did not stop moving, and replied, "That's impossible!" You can't go with me, and I won't take you away. ”

"Why?" Xiaohui was puzzled and pouted: "You don't let me follow you, so what should I do?" ”aya