Chapter 445, Where Is Your Heart?
"A master who can look at faces. Ning Xiao said.
"Does he look at the face too? I don't think he can see it accurately. Jiang Tassel pouted and said.
"Why not?"
"He said that I am ordinary, but I am not ordinary. ”
Ning Xiao nodded and said, "Even if you are a master who can look at your face, there will be occasional mislooks. ”
"What you said just now is so strange, Brother Ning Xiao, I guess you must have a lot to hide from me. Jiang Tassel said.
"Yes, some, but not too much, and I'll tell you if I have the chance. Ning Xiao said.
"You keep saying that, now you have a chance, do you say?"
"Now is not the opportunity. Ning Xiao just smiled.
"Why isn't it a chance? You have time, I have time. ”
"I'm afraid you won't believe it, let's talk about it later, it's not too early, I'll send you back." Ning Xiao said.
"Then you can't go to your cousin tomorrow, you have to study hard at school. Jiang Tassel said.
"No, I'll go back to the dormitory in a while. Ning Xiao said.
"Well, tomorrow, I'll look for you early. Jiang Tassel said.
Ning Xiao just nodded, and sent Jiang Tassel back to the girls' dormitory.
In the evening, as soon as Ning Xiao returned to the dormitory, his three roommates surrounded Ning Xiao.
"Ning Xiao, you haven't been back to the dormitory for so long, I thought you were taking a leave of absence!" As soon as Ning Xiao came back, a roommate surrounded her.
"I took a break from school, but now I'm back. Ning Xiao smiled and didn't say.
"Hey, you're good, I haven't seen you a few times in a month, the new semester has just started for two months, you don't work hard, be careful that you don't have a job when you graduate. ”
Ning Xiao shook her head, said a few words to her three roommates, and stopped talking.
Ning Xiao's bed hadn't slept for a long time, but it was still so tidy, and it could be seen that the three of them had often taken care of it when he wasn't there.
After a long time, Ning Xiao finally slept again.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Ning Xiao retracted his divine sense, and his mind went blank.
Then, a river drooping from the sky flowed slowly, and the world seemed so ethereal.
In this very peculiar world, everything is vaguely hazy.
"Have you decided on it?" the scene changed, and two vague figures suddenly appeared.
I saw that the person on the other side of the question answered.
"Do you know the danger of doing this, if you make the slightest mistake, you will be doomed!" said the white-clothed figure, his voice very pure, as if the wind was light, and as if there was something other meaning.
"So what?"
"Actually, what are your troubles now? Being a high-minded, true, good, and perfect child of destiny is the dream of countless beings. ”
"What a joke!"
"Why do you bother?" the white-clothed man with flawless white clothes seemed to sigh: "Fate has given you enough, compared to cause and effect, you are already unrestrained." ”
"Unrestrained? You are wrong! Fate only restricts my growth, he gives me self, gives me supremacy?
Another figure in white seemed to have a hideous face: "I was born to be, why is his fate high? I hate this kind of imprisoned fate, so I want to rebel!"
"Does it work? What fate is, do you understand?"
"I don't know, so, fate, please help me!"
"I can't help you much. ”
"You can!" the man in white looked at him with a deep look.
"Why don't you look for cause and effect?" said the white and flawless corner of the clothes opposite.
"He's just a lackey of fate!"
"How do you want me to help you?"
"This is a seed, the seed of fate, I need you to help me plant it in the Heavenly Realm of Destiny and bear the fruit of fate. ”
"Okay, in exchange, I want your heart ......"
Suddenly, Ning Xiao only felt that her hand had been stretched out of her chest, constantly turning in her chest.
"So, what about your heart?"
A demon-like voice came, and Ning Xiao was sweating profusely for a moment, and woke up from her sleep in an instant.
When I opened my eyes, the sky was still dark and hazy, Ning Xiao was panting and immortal, the scene just now seemed to have become an indelible memory, a man in white, one hand deep in his chest, constantly groping.
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