Sure enough, as Butterfly Dance expected, it didn't take long for the night to come.

Butterfly Dance sat quietly, already sensing that someone was coming quickly towards here, and she didn't need to guess who it was.

The man was as fast as a sword off the string, and in a few moments he was at the door.

With a flick of his sleeve, the door opened softly.

He walked in, still dressed like that.

His black and straight hair hung down to his waist, and he still wore the leopard head mask on his face, dressed in black up to his ankles, and wore a belt around his waist that was slightly lighter than black. Except for the mask, almost every other part is black. At first glance, it looks like a ghost in the night.

No wonder he wants others to call him Night.

Because he is the same color as the night, Butterfly Dance often thinks of it inadvertently.

"It's coming." After sitting down in the dark night, Butterfly Dance politely took the lead in asking.

"Yes." Darkness answered faintly.

There was silence.

Butterfly Dance's eyes wandered, and she didn't know how to speak.

And in the dark night, at this time, I don't know where my mind is, I saw him just sitting there quietly, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Butterfly Dance tried to open her mouth several times, but swallowed it back.

Although they had been in contact for four years, Butterfly Dance knew in her heart that he and her were like familiar strangers.

He never asked her much about it, and neither did she.

Every once in a while, he would come to her residence and tell her the next target to kill, and she would just nod obediently.

Butterfly felt that he never wanted to say anything, he preferred to sit in silence. Therefore, she never said anything to him.

But even if she doesn't speak, as long as there is a dark night, she always feels at ease. It's like she's an ignorant child, no matter what she does, someone will always care about her and watch her silently.

Therefore, since he appeared, the frightened and crying she has disappeared.

In its place, there is an ever-stronger, fearless butterfly dance.

It's been four years! I think at that time, when Master first left, she was only fifteen years old. In the young heart, in the face of such a blow, the heart is unprecedented fear.

Fortunately, his appearance saved her.

Today, she is 19 years old. In the past four years, her abilities have become stronger and stronger, and her heart has become more and more indestructible.

She was grateful to him, and sometimes it seemed as if he was taking over from the master to take care of her.

Still silent......

He was thinking about something, but didn't speak.

This is the first time he has ever experienced this, and before, when he came, he always went straight to the point. Today, she didn't speak for so long, it was because she failed to complete the task he gave him and kill Xie Zhao.

"You didn't complete this mission?" Dark Night suddenly spoke.

Sure enough, that's the reason, Butterfly Dance thought to herself.

Then he replied: "Yes, that person is not the son of the real helper, and the real person has not been found until now." ”

"You didn't look for it either, did you?" He looked at Butterfly Dance lightly, his eyes full of unfathomable.

Butterfly didn't know what he meant, but she immediately told her inner thoughts truthfully.

"Yes, I didn't." But she is not going to explain why.

It's been so long, how can the dark night not understand her thoughts. He had long known that killing people was a kind of torture for Butterfly Dance. The inconsistency between the kindness of nature and the behavior caused her soul to suffer cruelly again and again. She has endured this life for four years!

It's time to end!

"I've been living a murderous life with you for four years, right?" Looking at her in the dark night, there was sympathy, distress, and a sense of being released.

"yes, it's been four years." Butterfly Dance echoed, not looking up at him, her voice revealing wordless exhaustion.

Who can understand how painful it is for her, a girl of prime age, with so much killing on her back.

It is estimated that most girls of her age are enjoying the beauty of youth - with the boys they like, looking forward to a happy future life. And she, having nothing, did not dare to think about anything.

Only the heavy pressure on her back often overwhelmed her.

No matter how many different abilities she has, she would rather be like other ordinary people, when she should enjoy life again, and embrace the beauty of life to the fullest.

Since he was a child, he had no parents, and Master raised him. She was already satisfied, but the master stayed away from her, leaving only one sentence:

"Butterfly Dance, help me kill all the bad guys."

Who would have thought that she was just a child at the time!

"It's time to end, Butterfly Dance, you've fulfilled your master's promise, there's no need to torture yourself like this."

At first hearing this, Butterfly Dance looked up at him in horror, she had never thought of killing again, that was what the master had told her, she thought it would be like this for the rest of her life.

Looking at her in the dark, knowing that she has never thought like this, looking at her simplicity and kindness, sometimes it is really distressing.

"Don't live against your heart anymore, live for yourself, if your master loves you, she will understand you." The dark night looked at her and continued to persuade.

Butterfly lowered her head and began to think quietly......

The night didn't say anything more. He knew that whether to continue or give up had to be figured out by herself...... In this way, it is the real letting go.