138 Death Wish

The masked woman was suddenly stunned when she heard the words, but she didn't say anything and couldn't see her expression. The only thing I can see is that the eyes exposed outside the mask are looking at the lazy Bai Xijing lying on **, and there is a piercing chill on his body.

Siqin, who obviously had no strength, opened her eyes wide when Bai Xijing said the sentence, and then walked down from the soft couch regardless. Because she hadn't eaten for a few days, she walked very unstablely and staggered to several chairs, and then walked In front of that woman.

She just wanted to talk to her, but her body was so weak that she was about to collapse to the side. At the critical moment, the masked woman reached out to hold her.

"Is that you? Sihua, is it really you? Tell me!" Siqin held her hand with the masked woman, pulled her sleeve and asked. Her tone was confused, happy, expectant and unbelievable, and her hand had been trembling because of excitement or powerlessness.

The masked woman lowered her head slightly and looked at Siqin, then brushed Siqin's hand holding her sleeve and reached out to hold her on the chair on one side without answering Siqin's question.

"Exact, are you thinking about painting or not? Why are you in Ye Guo? Answer me... Why don't you talk?" Siqin's voice suddenly rose a lot. She fixedly looked at the woman in front of her. Maybe her mood was too turbulent and too sudden that she didn't even notice that she had cried.

The sisters who have been separated for so many years are finally reunited, but... but why do they have to be in such an environment?

"Sihua, is that you?"

Bai Xijing sighed slightly. Over the years, Siqin has been by her side and has always been gentle and impatient, but now Siqin is so eager and afraid. Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Xijing suddenly felt a little sad for some reason. Inexplicably, he felt that such an atmosphere was so sad.

In those years, she sent Sihua away, and Siqin didn't show anything, but she must have remembered it in her heart. After all, they have the same blood. How can the bond between the people connected by blood be broken, just like her and Bai Ziyu?

So what she did was right or wrong? Whether it's sending away the painting or pointing out her identity in such an environment. Is she a little too selfish? Sure enough, she always puts herself first, and she has always been herself.

The masked woman took a deep look at Siqin, but there were obviously heavy feelings and nostalgia in her eyes, but the words she said were so hurtful. Her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself. She said, "Who is Sihua? Who is Sihua?

It's just that she didn't hide her voice this time, so even if her voice was very soft, Sihua and Bai Xijing still recognized her identity from this voice. Sure enough, it's really a painting!

"You are obviously thinking about painting..."

"Thinking about painting? Oh, Sihua has long died on the way to the capital, and now it is just a wandering soul living here. Where else is there in the world?" The sarcastic tone is full of sadness and helplessness that no one can understand.

Siqin can't say a word. The only thing she can do is to cover her face and shed tears.

However, Sihua still said in a sarcastic tone, "My good sister, I haven't seen you looking for me for so many years. Why do you pretend to cry now?"

Sihua's face stiffened when he heard the words, and he couldn't refute a word, but his body trembled more and more. Is she blaming her?

Bai Xijing didn't say anything, but silently stared at the wind and clouds here. Her eyes closed slightly, and then sighed gently. It is a lie to say that there is no feeling about this scene in front of her, but if she does it again, she will still do so, because she knows what she wants and what she wants to protect.

For this reason, many things must be discarded and used. No one can easily get anything without paying any price. The heavier the thing to guard, the hands and the heart must be dyed with other colors.

Sihua said a lot of words, and every sentence hurt people, which is completely different from the timid and afraid Sihua at that time. No, it is not different. At least there is no change in the fact that real emotions always emerge from the words.

Bai Xijing vaguely felt that Sihua still cared about Siqin, so she complained and was unwilling.

And Siqin also seemed to be aware of this and said very gently, "Sihua, in fact, I have always been concerned about you."

The corners of Bai Xijing's lips hooked slightly, and the conversation between them was almost over. Next, she had to get to the point. She didn't expect Sihua to answer her questions. It's absolutely not wrong that Sihua really resented her. But what about that?

"Why did you come to complain today?" Bai Xijing said with a smile. In order to make her words sound smoother, she took a deep breath and concentrated almost all her spirit on it.

Sihua snorted coldly when he heard the words and said in a hesitant tone, "I won't come to see if you're dead!"

"Oh, isn't it? I'm really sorry, I'm not dead yet." Bai Xijing said with a faint smile, but his tone was not so gentle, nor did he seem to laugh.

"Thinking, princess!" Seeing the two talking like this, Siqin couldn't help but stand up from the chair in a hurry, but she really fell to the ground this time because she didn't have the strength.

Sihua looked at her speechlessly. She didn't want to reach out to help her, but looking at Siqin's pale face, she finally sighed helplessly, but she was a little angry and rude.

Bai Xijing narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Sihua, and suddenly smiled and said, "But your wish is almost fulfilled."

"What do you mean?" Sihua stared at Bai Xijing fiercely.

Bai Xijing seemed to feel the malice of the painting. He actually stretched out his hand to play with a wisp of his hair and said carelessly, "Don't you want to see me die? I have always been honest and honest with you. At most tomorrow morning, your wish will come true.

After saying that, Bai Xijing suddenly squeezed her lips and smiled. Her smile was a little weak, but it did have a silky and flexible beauty, not weak, but flexible.