Chapter 97 Episodes of the Cultural Festival

"I'm sorry, if I had known that you had stayed here alone, I would have come back to you!" At this moment, Liu Lingmei has completely transformed into Zhao Wen's appearance and said to Liu Xin in front of her.

She showed what happened to her after Liu Xin was locked into the old warehouse in front of her. Liu Xin shook her head desperately, allowing the resentful thorns gathered in her soul to be uprooted and slowly dispersed.

Zhao Wen gently patted Liu Xin on the shoulder and said to her, "Come with me!"

Liu Xin nodded vibly. Time has no clear concept of resentment. She seems to have suddenly returned to the state when she was with Zhao Wen 30 years ago. How she hoped to leave the dark and cold old warehouse with her and go to the other side of the light, but she obviously couldn't do it at this moment.

She looked at her body and said, "I can't leave with you now, because it will take time for you to completely dissipate the grievances in my body."

"Then I'll stay and stay with you!" Zhao Wen answered without thinking.

"How can that work?! You can stay here by borrowing other people's bodies now. It will hurt her after a long time. You go to the other world first and wait for me, and I will definitely go to you!" Liu Xin, who regained his senses, instead comforted Zhao Wenlai.

"But I've been letting you stay here alone for too long, I..." Zhao Wen stopped talking.

"But now I'm different from that time. I'm very happy to know that you haven't given up and betrayed our friendship. As long as you wait for me, we will definitely meet again!" Liu Xin took Zhao Wen's hand and laughed.

"It's a deal?" Zhao Wen stretched out his little finger and asked.

"Well, it's a deal!" Liu Xin nodded and stretched out her little finger to hook with her.

Zhao Wen's soul was separated from Liu Lingmei's body and gradually disappeared into a light. Liu Lingmei also fell down, and her cheeks fell into a coma on the kneeling Liu Xin's knees.

"Lingmei...is she all right?" Xia Qiu, who had just been stunned, came to her senses at this moment and ran to Liu Lingmei and Liu Xin to ask.

Liu Xin stroked Liu Lingmei's hair and said, "Don't worry, she just fainted because she was frightened and briefly possessed. She will wake up soon!"

"Can we go back to the original space?"

Xia Qiu looked at Liu Xin in front of her. When her expression was no longer ferocious, her beautiful face appeared, with a relieved smile in her slender eyes.

"Of course, I also want to thank you! If it weren't for you, I would still be immersed in resentment!"

Liu Xin picked up Liu Lingmei from her lap and motioned for Xia Qiu to hug her. Then she slowly stood up and used her strength to send them back to their original space.

"Summer and Autumn!"

A familiar figure standing there eagerly shouted her name. The man was Ouyang Xiao Leng. After chasing the old warehouse, he couldn't find the trace of Xia Qiu and Liu Lingmei. He guessed that they might have been dragged into the maze or other spaces. For a while, he was at a loss, so he had to stay where he was.

He was also relieved to see that Xia Qiu and Liu Lingmei finally appeared in a dark blue static electricity and were safe. But he quickly saw Liu Xin behind them. He saw at a glance that it was a resentment. Although her face was much softer than other grievances, she could not hide the resentment from her soul.

He called out Shen Bing and cut at Liu Xin without asking. Xia Qiu hurriedly stood up and blocked the knife with the plum blade in his hand. When Shen Bing and the plum blade collided and sparks splashed, she felt how strong his murderous intention was for Liu Xin. His huge power made her unable to stand it and fell to the ground.

"Why did you stop me?" Ouyang Xiao Lengbian lowered his head and stretched out his hand to help Xia Qiu up and asked.

"She used to be a student here, but later accidentally died in the old warehouse. She was not our enemy!" Xia Qiu explained.

She blinked her eyes and looked at the teenager in front of her. He, who had always been steady, was so different today. The blue veins in his arm holding Shenbing burst out, and his locked eyebrows were full of anger. But if she learned about his irritability and anxiety when she was dragged into other spaces, it would not be difficult for her to understand why he had such a reaction.

He put away the divine ice in his hand and looked at Liu Xin, the resentful girl in front of him, and said coldly, "I'm sorry just now! I can help you resolve the remaining resentment on your body, if you want.

Liu Xin pointed to Xia Qiu and said, "As soon as I saw her ability, I knew that her place was not small. But when I see you, I will understand what's going on. You are not a human being. To be precise, you are not a human being. Who are you?

"I am the descendant of the demon king fox, the current lord of the demon world, and she is the party of my blood alliance." Ouyang replied calmly.

"Okay, I know. But I want to rely on my own will to resolve my grievances and then complete my agreement with Zhao Wen. Your blood covenant signator and her friends helped me today so that I can get back together with Zhao Wen. Before I leave this world, I will definitely repay their kindness! See you later!" After saying that, Liu Xin nodded to Xia Qiu and disappeared.

"Did she see it?" Ouyang glanced at Liu Lingmei, who was lying on the ground, and asked.

The answer is clear in Xia Qiu's eyes.

"Let me cast a spell to make her forget what just happened!"

Ouyang Xiao Leng planned to go to Liu Lingmei's side after saying that, but was stopped by Xia Qiu. She shook her head and said, "In fact, I have always been suffering and entangled in hiding the truth from my friends. Maybe now is the best time to explain everything to her. I think if I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid I won't be able to regain the courage of this moment.

"Are you sure? Are you sure she can bear all this? Are you sure she won't be troubled after hearing it?" Ouyang Xiao Leng still can't agree with Xia Qiu's idea.

"Uh-huh!"

Xia Qiu has made up his mind. A friend is to accept and tolerate everything about each other, but if you can't even show your true self to your friend, how can you ask for her acceptance and tolerance?

"Well, if she can't stand it or will collapse because of it, I'll erase her memory again!" Ouyang Xiao Leng saw that Xia Qiu was determined, so he had to follow her.

Liu Lingmei woke up in the school's health room**. It was early in winter. At this time, the window was already bright. Xia Qiu held one of her hands and sat by her bed. She was looking at her and saw that the expression on her face became a little complicated when she opened her eyes.

"Xiaoqiu, did I just have a dream? I remember that we looked for things together in the old warehouse, later, later..."

Liu Lingmei still felt in a trance. What happened in the old warehouse was so real, but it was completely unreasonable. Is the girl who can compete with resentment really Xia Qiu, her good friend for many years in front of her? She asked herself from the bottom of her heart.

Xia Qiu put her hands on her trembling shoulders and said gently, "Lingmei, calm down and listen to me. Everything I'm going to tell you next may be unacceptable to you, but I really don't want to lie to you anymore. Liu Xin resented her because of the misunderstanding between her and Zhao Wen, so I hope we can be honest with each other, just like in the past. What do you think?

Liu Lingmei hesitated for a while, and still nodded in response to the tenderness in Xia Qiu's eyes. Although she still had lingering palpitations, she also knew that she had to trust her friends.

Xia Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and told Liu Lingmei everything that had happened to her since the beginning of school in September last year. As she spoke, she tried to see how she would react. When she was fascinated, she continued to talk.

She didn't know why she didn't have a trace of doubt about Xia Qiu's words. Every word she said made her convinced, but she still needed time to digest and absorb it. She finally learned why Xia Qiu's body changed after entering high school. Her close, far, cold and hot, which made her chill, but she never thought of giving up the friendship with her, because she always remembered everything she had experienced from the first acquaintance to cherishing each other, and every bit was so precious.

After sending Liu Lingmei home, Xia Qiu felt an unprecedented relief. She was glad that she had made such a right choice and strengthened her friendship with Liu Lingmei.

On the day of the cultural festival, when Xia Qiu arrived at school in the morning, he and the other three people in the band made the final preparations before the performance, and Ben didn't have time to go back to his class. Several places that are prone to mistakes in the previous rehearsal have been kept in mind, and everyone has also agreed on several key ways of expression.

One of the three songs to be performed is originally written by the band, written by Xue Ming and composed by the keyboardist. Just as everyone wanted to go through the original song again, Liu Lingmei rushed into the voice classroom.

She seemed to have returned to her former appearance. She was shocked and pulled up Xia Qiu and ran out. As she ran, she said to her breathlessly, "Xiaoqiu, go back with me to see... look at the painting!"

"Painting?" Xia Qiu was taken by her to run and asked.

"Well, draw! You will know when you go back to our classroom!"

Liu Lingmei didn't explain too much and directly pulled Xia Qiu back to the classroom of Class 1 of Senior High School. There were unprecedented many people in the class, probably all of whom came to see the exhibition.

The tables in the classroom are placed along the three walls except the side of the blackboard, covered with beautiful blue velvet, and the paintings of the members of the art department stand on those tables. There are especially many people gathered in front of a painting, and their backs also blocked the painting tightly.

"Summer and autumn are coming!"

With Dong Haofan's words, everyone reflexively gave up a walkway to her on both sides, and the painting appeared in front of Xia Qiu.

The girl holding the snow lotus in the painting was herself. Her skin was as fat, her mouth was slightly raised, and she looked at it affectionately. She was so lifelike and vivid that people couldn't help but suspect that she would come down from the painting at any time. On the introduction card standing in front of the painting, the words "Euyang Xiao Leng, Class 1, Grade 1 of Senior High School" were written.

Xia Qiu stood still and covered her mouth. Except for being moved, she couldn't say a word. What kind of reason could make the cold-looking teenager be willing to show the portrait of the girl he painted to everyone.

He completed this painting with such a mood? Only then can she capture the most beautiful place on her. It turns out that this human girl, who looks ordinary in the eyes of others, is so radiant and amazing in his eyes.

She seems to better understand the meaning of every word and every sentence in the band's original song prepared for the afternoon performance.

When it was her band's turn to perform, she stood on the temporary stage on the playground, looked at the cheering students off the stage, and found the figure with gray-blue eyes in the crowd. The music sounded, and it seemed that there were only two of them left on the stage.

Snow. Lotus

Mysterious and invincible flowers

Open on the loneliest mountain peak

The ice and snow cover up the pain of the promise

Can't hide the dying tenderness

Flowers that don't want to wither

Standing in the coldest wind

The night devoured the last adherence

I can't take away the touching that is remembered

You sow in my heart

A flower blooms in a dream

A slight breeze blows through the valley

Praise the faint thoughts

You surge in my dream

A tear fell on my palm

It flows slowly and converges into a river

Singing the melody of love is immortal

The eternal starlight flashes

Light up the galaxy with thousands of thoughts

I have never stopped searching for thousands of years

Pursuing the white that will never wither