After a moment, Iris looked up and gazed out the window, her eyes becoming dark and deep, as if she had made a certain determination...

Three hours passed quickly, and Singri walked into the house with bags in her arms, carrying a small basket filled with vegetables.

The moment she pushed open the door, she saw a stranger sitting on her own sofa, their eyes meeting.

"Who are you? And why are you in my house?" Singri frowned, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes. She set her things on the table and looked cautiously at Iris on the sofa.

Singri really couldn't understand why her sister would let a stranger stay in their house, and she still had the audacity to sleep in her bedroom.

Iris looked at the young girl before her, her eyes brightening. Is this what Singri looks like when she grows up?

Golden curls tied into a ponytail with a black ribbon, with strands of coral-colored hair at the end. Delicate features, slender and tall figure, and a pair of clear blue eyes that shimmer like water, with red eyeshadow at the corners.

A beige knitted sweater hugged the girl's figure, showcasing a pair of soft but proportionate breasts, slender waist that could be easily grasped.

She wore light blue skinny jeans, highlighting her slender legs, and a pair of sneakers on her feet.

Seeing Singri's cautious expression, Iris smiled and stood up from the sofa, walking closer to Singri, slightly leaning down, and gently said, "Hello, my name is Ling Xi. I am here to deliver something for someone named Night White. He said that these things can help you further cultivate your powers."

Singri's pupils contracted at the mention of Night White's name, and her guard slightly lowered on her face.

An image of Night White appeared in her mind, a cold and arrogant profile, and those dark and icy eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, making people fearful.

"Where is Night White? Why didn't he come to find me?" Singri asked.

"Night White...he's dead." Iris's tone became somewhat sad as she looked at Singri, softly opening her lips, "These are the things he left for you."

After saying that, Iris took out a ring from her pocket and placed it on the table.

Singri's body trembled slightly, and tears glistened in her eyes as she reached out to pick up the ring on the table, examining it closely.

The ring was pure white, intricately engraved with complex patterns, with a hidden "star" on the back, faintly revealing a flying bat, vivid and lifelike.

Singri tightly held onto the ring, her heart filled with mixed emotions, not knowing whether it should be sadness or anger.

Anger because Night White was a promise breaker, he didn't fulfill their two-year agreement. Sadness because Night White had left her, never to return.

"Did Night White leave any message?" Singri wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve and asked.

"He only said, 'Sorry! I couldn't fulfill our two-year agreement'," Iris replied.

Upon hearing these words, Singri's heart suddenly ached. She didn't know why her heart hurt so much, only feeling as if her soul was being torn apart, as if it was going to be ripped apart.

"Singri, I know you have some reluctance towards Night White, but the fact is the fact. You and him were destined to have no future. Since he has passed away, I hope you can pull yourself together and not dwell in the past anymore," Iris consoled.

Singri's eyes were filled with tears as she looked firmly at Iris, asking in a questioning tone, "How did Night White die? What is your relationship with him?"

Iris hesitated for a moment, then slowly curled up her lips, revealing a bitter smile, and said, "We only had a business relationship. I took money to do things for him. There is no such kind of relationship between us that you think. When I met him, he was already on the verge of death. Before he died, he asked me to give you the ring. In the end, Night White burned himself with black flames because he couldn't be saved."

"Why did you help him?" Singri continued to ask.

"Why? Because he gave me a generous reward. Taking people's money and doing things for them, that's what I do." Iris smiled and spoke, but there was no emotion on her face.

"I'm sorry! I was thinking too much." Singri lowered her eyes and apologized softly.

"If you feel guilty in your heart, why don't you treat me to a meal that you cook?" Iris suddenly said, looking at Singri with anticipation.

"Okay." Singri agreed without hesitation. She picked up an apron next to her and put it on, and started preparing the ingredients.

Seeing Singri wearing the apron, Iris couldn't help but sigh, "Singri looks really good now."

In a short while, Singri had all the ingredients ready. She walked out of the kitchen and looked at Iris, saying, "Miss Ling Xi, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"Well..." Iris pondered for a moment and said, "Just make whatever you want, I'm not picky."

"Then I'll make some home-cooked dishes." Singri said, and then she turned and walked into the kitchen, cleaning all the pots and pans, and cutting some vegetables into pieces before putting them into the pot to stew.

Watching Singri's busy figure, a complex emotion flashed in Iris's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"This should be the last time we have a meal together." Iris murmured softly, a touch of sadness in her eyes.

Soon, Singri appeared at the dining table with braised pork, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and mapo tofu.

Then Singri served Iris a bowl of fragrant rice.

Iris smelled the tempting aroma of the dishes, and her stomach growled. She awkwardly covered her stomach.

Iris's cheeks turned slightly red as she looked at Singri and said with some embarrassment, "The food you cooked smells really good!"

Upon hearing this, Singri modestly replied, "Miss Ling Xi, you flatter me. If you like it, you can come often."

"Okay!" Iris nodded, picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork, put it in her mouth, chewed for a while, and then swallowed. She nodded repeatedly and praised, "This braised pork is fatty but not greasy, with a crispy and tender texture, and it has a special aroma. It's delicious!"

Seeing Iris's satisfied expression, Singri smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it."

The two of them ate their meal quietly, neither of them spoke again.

After finishing most of the braised pork, Iris wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and said to Singri, "I'm full, I'll go back first."

Singri looked at Iris and politely said, "Miss Ling Xi, take care."

"Well, let's talk again when we have the chance." Iris waved goodbye and suddenly turned to look at Singri. "The New Year is coming, I wish you a happy New Year."

Singri was slightly taken aback, then calmly replied, "Happy New Year, Ling Xi."

The chilly wind of the night brushed against Iris's face, giving her a sense of deja vu, as if she had returned to the scene of signing up seven years ago.

Back then, Singri used wind magic to make Night White run effortlessly.

Swiftly, they arrived at the registration office. Night White couldn't read or write at the time, and it was only with Singri's help that he successfully completed the registration.

That was their first meeting, and he was the first person to offer help to her.

Thinking back to those days, Iris couldn't help but smile, then she walked towards the direction of Agarsas, taking her steps forward.

...

Singri walked into Linda's bedroom and shook her body, calling out, "Sister, don't sleep, it's time for dinner."

Linda opened her sleepy eyes upon hearing Singri's call and rubbed them, asking in a drowsy voice, "What time is it?"

Singri glanced at the position of the clock on the wall and replied, "It's already eight in the evening."

"Got it, I'll go eat right away!" Linda rolled over and continued to sleep with her head covered.

"The food is on the table, eat while it's hot," Singri reminded.

"Mmm," Linda mumbled unclearly, closing her eyes and falling back asleep.

Shaking her head helplessly, Singri returned to her own bedroom and started taking medicine.

Swallowing the pills and drinking some warm water, she felt her energy recover slightly. This medication was highly effective in suppressing dissociative identity disorder but had some damage to the body, so it had to be taken every five days.

After taking the medication, Singri stood by the window, gazing at the moonlight outside.

The night breeze was cool, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Night White..." Singri whispered Night White's name and couldn't help but recall the first time they met and the scene of them hiding in a tree hollow.

It was during the entrance exam, and they hid in the tree hollow to avoid monster attacks. That night, Singri suddenly had a fever, and Night White held her in his arms, using his body temperature to help lower her high fever.

Since then, Singri started to develop feelings for this young boy named Night White.

Although it was only for a brief night, she remembered Night White's appearance, deeply imprinted in her mind.

"I wonder if Night White likes me or if he sees me as a friend or lover." Singri really wanted to know the answer, but it was something she could never find out.

Lost in her thoughts, Singri drifted into memories for a while.

After a while, Singri snapped out of it and took out the storage ring Night White had given her from her pocket, emptying its contents.

Looking at the abundant cultivation resources and Bella on the bed, Singri was shocked, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Although these resources were worth ten million Bella, she would rather have Night White standing alive in front of her.

By chance, Singri's gaze fell on one of the letters, which had "Singri, personally delivered" written on the envelope in big letters.

Seeing the words on the envelope, Singri couldn't help but feel excited. She quickly reached out and opened the letter.

Singri took out the letter and then slowly unfolded it.

【Singri, when you read this letter, I should no longer exist in this world. I broke our two-year promise, but being able to see you, I feel very happy. Thank you for your help in the past.

Forget about me, pretend I never existed. If possible, I hope you can find a beloved boy and get married. I don't want to see you get hurt, so I hope you can be happy. Don't cry!】

Looking at this letter, Singri's eyes became moist. She tightly held the letter and placed it on her chest, feeling the beating of her heart.

"Night White..." Singri murmured, tears uncontrollably flowing down and dropping onto the letter.

This piece of paper seemed like a curse, making Singri's tears unstoppable.

The crying grew louder and louder, and finally, she couldn't help but crouch down and cry in pain.

She curled up into a ball, tightly hugging herself, tears flowing freely like pearls off a broken string.

At that moment, Linda, who was having a meal, heard her sister crying from the bedroom. She put down her chopsticks and walked into Singri's room.

She looked at the huddled Singri, her brows furrowing tightly. She walked up and gently patted Singri's shoulder, saying, "Singri, what happened?"

Singri choked and raised her head. The sight of her teary eyes and pear blossom-like appearance made it hard for anyone to refuse her. She sobbed and said, "Sister, Night White... he... left!"

Upon hearing Singri's words, Linda crouched down, reaching out her hand to embrace her in her arms, and tenderly said, "It's impossible, this must be a rumor. Don't overthink it."

"Miss Ling Xi was entrusted by Night White to explain these things and transfer these cultivation resources to me." Singri sobbed.

For a moment, Linda was speechless. She didn't know how to comfort her sister. She knew that Singri had feelings for Night White, and his sudden departure must have been a big blow to her.

Linda sighed softly and then reached out her right hand to wipe away the tears on Singri's cheek.

"No matter what happens, you have to stay strong. I believe this is what Night White expects from you," Linda comforted.

Singri leaned against her sister's embrace and let her tears flow.

Until exhaustion, Singri finally stopped sobbing and found a comfortable position in Linda's arms, falling into a deep sleep.

Using Singri's storage ring, Linda collected the cultivation resources on the bed and placed her sister gently on the bed, covering her with the blanket, then closed the door and left.

"Ah..." Linda sighed heavily. "Singri, you'll have to heal your emotional wounds on your own."