Chapter 97: Lost Songs of the Deep (24)
She was ten years old then.
To the same question, she answered 'yes.'
She nearly drowned in the bathtub, but her severely depressed mother reacted and pulled her out.
Ye Nianchu slowly raised her head, her eyes showing no emotion.
"Not good."
The person in front of her was not her mother, and even if she were, her answer wouldn't change this time.
The extremely beautiful woman’s expression suddenly turned cold. "Not good? Why not? It’s all your fault. Everything is caused by you. If you hadn’t said anything, he wouldn’t have brought that woman back."
"It’s your fault, so you’re coming with me!"
Ye Nianchu’s lips curled into an extremely cold smile, and she said word by word, "I’m not wrong. Next time, remember to act better; she wouldn’t say such things."
"But there won’t be a next time for you."
"It’s not your turn to take my life, siren."
With that, she pushed forward, gripping the knife in her hand and stabbing it directly into the siren’s chest.
With a brief and piercing scream, the illusion disappeared, and the surroundings changed back.
It was still the same stormy sea.
The siren’s vitality in the sea was unusually strong; it was still struggling to drag Ye Nianchu down.
She took a deep breath, pushed the knife out, and stabbed again.
Now the siren was truly dead.
The undulating waves blocked Ye Nianchu, and her body grew colder.
In the distance, it seemed someone was beckoning, dressed in a striking life jacket as if walking on solid ground.
At that moment, a brilliant blue under the sea quickly swam toward Ye Nianchu.
The blue fish tail glowed and shimmered in the water, presenting a beauty she had never seen before.
It was too much!
If the siren didn’t work, now it had taken on Qin Mubai’s guise to set her up.
The siren might have faked its death; she should have stabbed it a few more times.
Ye Nianchu struggled harder, but it was really of no use in the sea.
How could she outswim a fish with just two legs?
A hand reached out from beside her, wrapping around her waist. A slightly deep voice fell on her ears, tinged with a bit of coercion, "Sister."
Ye Nianchu set down the knife and looked at the face close to hers. The first thing she did was reach out and pinch his cheek.
Not a siren.
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Sitting on the deck of the white yacht, Ye Nianchu gazed at the blue fish tail, deep in thought.
"Have you mixed yourself into the game system?"
Or have the items in the system mall become so extraordinary now?
Qin Mubai was about to explain when Ye Nianchu slightly tilted her head to look at him, her eyes misty. "Can I touch it? Just once."
The blue fish tail glowed with an ethereal light. Combined with his delicate and perfect proportions, it truly embodied the saying, "There is no place like this in the world."
This is how captivating looks should be!
What were those green sirens?
If you're going to raise them, raise them like this!
Qin Mubai hesitated for a moment and nodded.
But he soon regretted it. He shouldn’t have agreed.
The restrictions on special abilities in this round of the game meant he couldn’t change back for a while, but he could still feel everything.
As her delicate white hand brushed the fish tail, his eyes deepened.
Ye Nianchu’s attention was focused on the stunning fish tail until Qin Mubai grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him.
"Sister, it’s dangerous for you to do that."
His handsome face lowered slightly, and a soft laugh fell, like a feather brushing her heart.
Ye Nianchu always felt there was more to his charm than usual.