"『......』
『Um, have I been of any help to you?』
Wang Xiaole stared at Bai in front of him, a unusually bright clarity flickering in his once scattered eyes.
After just ten days of being together, Wang Xiaole had gained quite a understanding of Bai, knowing the meaning behind her silence.
There was a gesture that Wang Xiaole had done before;
Now he was doing it again, using actions to substitute for unspoken words.
His right hand moved up, pressing down with warm palm on that softness, letting his fingers entwine with strands of hair without end.
Some actions, the less often done, the more precious.
Through the experience of being patted on the head, Bai knew that she had been helpful, and her expression became somewhat happy.
When she smiled before him, when exactly did it start?
Some subconscious reactions, unconsciously, gradually seemed natural.
The wind rustled the robe sleeves, and as it flapped in the wind, the young man who was being touched seemed as upright as a green stone now.
Just then, Bai felt the person in front of her body swayed suddenly, so she put her hand to her forehead and squinted as she looked at the strong vibration behind her.
At that moment, she saw a figure, frozen abruptly amidst the blood-red backdrop!
Nan Yifei, already seriously injured, was now stabbed head-on, destined not to survive.
As Bai blinked and looked, she noticed Nan Yifei's right hand maintaining a punching gesture, directed straight at her petite figure.
If it wasn't for that direct stab, a life would have dispersed like a flower in the wind.
The one who stabbed, had a cold smile on his lips:
『Bai, remember, even in the most intense battles where breathing becomes difficult, always remember to follow through!』
Wang Xiaole spoke as usual, with an indifferent smile; however, the coldness in his eyes had surged up like icy water.
Nan Yifei thought he could catch them off guard and successfully launch a surprise attack while Wang Xiaole and Bai were looking at each other;
Little did he know, someone was extremely vigilant, unless really caught off guard by someone, there's no way they could be so defenseless.
As Nan Yifei's body slowly fell to the ground, Wang Xiaole still stood straight and gazed ahead, the smile on his face was graceful, but in those black eyes, there was a desolate emptiness, like a barren desert devoid of greenery, cold and vast.
Once his body hit the ground and didn't rise, it became a corpse.
From that gradually cooling body, a translucent substance with similar magical fluctuations slowly floated out, making those unaware think it was a soul.
『Out at last? Good, go to a more suitable host now.』
Wang Xiaole reached out and grabbed the translucent substance in his hand.
Though it burst out with strong fluctuations after being caught, it ultimately couldn't break free from control and was decisively held by Wang Xiaole, and then stuffed into Bai's body.
The moment that translucent substance entered her body through the torso, Bai felt a sensation that she was no longer the same.
'That thing is a forbidden curse, a weakling getting it can spar with me for a few rounds; the power had entered Bai's body, it's bound to come in handy for you!』"
Wang Xiaole didn't keep the forbidden curse for himself, but gave it to Bai.
The main reason for this was that he considered the reality that Bai would have little power left after losing his weapon;
Without a weapon, one could face dangers at the level of life itself;
Regarding this point, Wang Xiaole had been trying to avoid it all along, without any solution until Nan Yifei showed up uninvited...
Nan Yifei died, and his cronies promptly fled, running faster than rabbits with their tails on fire.
The damn person was dead, but the two who needed to leave stayed behind, as Charley, who had returned, informed them:
"We don't have to leave; I already talked to the sensible lord of the city, he will definitely recognize the situation in the future, and will not dare to do anything out of line again."
Wang Xiaole thought that most likely the lord of the city was defeated by Charley, and then threatened;
It seemed that in a life-or-death situation, the lord of the city still showed a strong will to survive, actively making some promises.
The promises of the weak are often more trustworthy, and Wang Xiaole suddenly realized:
It seemed that he and Bai did not need to move to another place immediately.
So, the three of them continued to stay in the city.
Although after the incident that involved an active body passed, the mermaid lady looked at the three with eyes that showed a slight increase in fear, she could still host these guests.
A few days later, on the fifteenth day of Wang Xiaole and Bai's acquaintance, the contact person who came from the "Disaster Elimination Association" met with Bai in private.
The contact person only conveyed one message:
"The chairman said the mission is cancelled! Anyway, the client is dead, and no third party knows about this anymore; it will be as if the mission never existed."
The mission was no longer a mission, and the heavy burden and pressure on Bai's shoulders were completely lifted at that moment.
Simultaneously lost, there was also something indescribable.
If she no longer maintained her identity as an assassin, she would also be unable to maintain her relationship with "Big Brother."
When Wang Xiaole was no longer Bai's target, then these two people no longer needed to meet.
Was this good news?
Good or bad, who knows.
The contact person left shortly after, and Bai also knew:
Perhaps it was time for her to return to her mother.
Before, Bai's mood before going home could be described as "joyful"; now, for some reason, she felt a tinge of sadness.
On the same night, Bai stayed in the courtyard connected to the inn.
This place was originally where the innkeeper would occasionally come to, but now it was night and a busy time;
In addition, guests did not like to come here, so there was only one figure standing alone in this place now.
It should have been solitary, and it should have been lonely...
The flowers in the courtyard bloomed perfectly, but were suddenly swayed by a gust of wind, causing the petals to flutter down like butterflies, alternating between pure white and jet black;
Countless petals fell, creating chaos like a swarm of night butterflies;
Amidst the twinkling stars in the sky and the transition of the dark night sky, Bai absent-mindedly gazed up, looking lost.
In fact, Bai did not know:
When the contact person was communicating with her, Wang Xiaole was secretly eavesdropping in the shadows, and neither of them noticed him.
Nowadays, the eavesdropper has entered the courtyard.
His gaze gradually solidified, squinting slowly, leaning forward, and asking heavily:
"Are you leaving?"
Her short white eyebrows raised slightly, and finally she cast her gaze upon him;
A faint white smile cascaded down like a spring, appearing gentle but carrying an almost icy impact.
He understood, and knew that Bai showed no hint of indifference;
Yet, despite this, his heart still felt an intense coldness.
Bai's beautiful pupils momentarily contracted, but quickly erased any hurt expression, lightly saying:
"Yes."
His voice suddenly lowered:
"Can't you stay?"
This time, Bai did not give a verbal response, merely turned around slightly and shook her head.
The night wind passed by, his long hair, neglectfully trimmed, flowed down, fluttering in the wind;
His pale face still looked noble and elegant, but his voice was low, melancholic to the point of desolation.
Bai felt this desolation, but endured without turning back, only believing that this way she could escape.
However, Bai did not anticipate the next moment when Wang Xiaole would tightly embrace her.
Before Bai could react, she was already being controlled to turn around, and then soft lips suddenly kissed her.
He held her head tightly, their tongues intertwined deeply, exploring, wanting to completely melt and devour the petite figure in his arms.
A thunderous roar echoed in Bai's mind, and she felt as if she was evaporating, soaring high in the clouds;
Like an expanse of brilliant and flamboyant clouds unfolding in the deep night.
Even she herself had never thought she had such an initiative;
As a passionate and lingering kiss struck, Bai's mind went blank;
Her sole consciousness was to respond, accept, and immerse herself.
The intertwining of their lips and teeth brought unexpected joy, every inch of their skin trembling with delight.
Murmuring amidst the kiss, he tightly embraced the girl in his arms, almost causing her shoulders to ache.
She was almost suffocated by his embrace, yet felt a hint of joy;
At this moment, even the slight pain brought pleasure to the heart!
His lips were so cold, making Bai worry;
Yet so soft, causing her heart to tremble slightly.
His lips caressed hers, the cool lips gradually warming, a touch of tenderness wandering between his fingers, moving to the soft skin beneath his touch;
Subsequently, those intoxicating black eyes fixed on Bai, pulling them closer intimately.
Their lip contact lacked fervency, their softness gently rubbing, intertwining, and soaking each other;
Like a drizzle on a spring day, slowly and deeply seeping into one another.
He dared not say anything, only holding Bai in his arms tightly;
The fear of imminent loss finally made him lose control, embracing each other tightly.
Clinging tightly to her, he laid her down on the ground covered with fallen petals, kissing her frantically, kissing her with all his strength,
Holding onto her delicate frame, almost wanting to merge her into his own blood and bones...
As emotions intensified, he suddenly felt an abnormality in his heart, knowing what it represented.
He let go of the girl slightly, stared down at himself, and then discovered the truth, unable to help but smile bitterly.
I cannot find the right words to express it, not because I can't, but because I don't know how to.
Today, right at the front of his heart, a murderous dagger is placed.
The dagger remains in its sheath, but no one can guarantee that its sharp edge will not unsheathe.