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    “Mr. Lately, it’s become busier and busier ……”

    Nightfall.

    The evening breeze turned into a soft murmur that brushed every corner of the room before finally running back out the window in a hedge of air currents.

    Outside the window, there was an extraordinarily bright full moon.

    Bright enough to obscure the stars, leaving only the moon in the sky.

    In the silence of the night, the full moon was alone, and the young girl, after covering Xu System’s clothes, stood next to him, quietly gazing at Xu System’s face.

    Eyes blinking.

    Looking at Xu Department’s face, looking at Xu Department’s figure, Wu Ying Xue recalled the past six months.

    After discovering the truth about the thirteen states of Da Qian.

    The Hsu system did not choose to publicize it.

    For one thing, it would make people panic and would do nothing other than cause confusion.

    Secondly, it would be easy to scare the snakes, causing the demons of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to realize that something was wrong, leading to the failure of the breakout plan before it had even begun.

    And so it was.

    In these half a year’s time, System Xu had only informed a handful of trusted people, such as Ah Niu, of the specific news of the demon.

    As for the rest of the people, subtle influences are carried out.

    Slowly deepen their acceptance of the harsh reality.

    When the time is right.

    And then the final disclosure.

    In places unseen by the crowd, the Xu system was silently planning everything, preparing for the future of breaking out of the 100,000 mountains, which was extremely hard work.

    Wu Yingxue is helping.

    But she felt her role was limited.

    For the vast majority of things, she needed the help of the Xu system to do them really well.

    “If I become better, sir can rest well, right?” , Wu Ying Xue thought so with a melancholy tone.

    That’s resentment at being unable to do anything about it.

    Driven by this discontent, the young girl sat down at the other end of the desk and picked up the paperwork bearing the livelihood of the people for farming, thinking to help with the processing part.

    “Well …… first this and this, then that and that.”

    Flip through it, check it out, and think hard about it.

    Hand-held pens.

    Top of the chin.

    Once the answers were pondered, Wu Yingxue annotated and circled them.

    Serious time always passes extremely quickly, fading imperceptibly, and only when the young girl returned to her senses did she realize how much time had passed.

    The feeling was subtle.

    It was as if the fingertips were wet and slippery, with water constantly dripping down and converging into a puddle as if in a trance.

    “Is this how Mister spends his days? It’s not too boring.”

    Wu Ying Xue muttered.

    She put down her pen and paper and rubbed her cheeks with both hands, then slapped them on in an effort to clear her sleepy spirit.

    Come on, Ying Xue!

    Sir is working so hard, how can you be lazy!

    “Eeeeee~~”, the young girl stretched in place, twisted her left shoulder, then her right, and finally picked up her quill again.

    A look of a hard-working heroine who writes carefully.

    It looks quite interesting.

    Just writing, eyes reflecting the dancing candle flame, the shadow of the candle flame fell on the face of Xu Department, the young girl looked at the scene, her thoughts scattered.

    She thought of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, of Green Ox Town, of everything that had been.

    ……

    From childhood to adulthood.

    Wu Ying Xue had always felt special.

    She considered herself stronger than most girls, even better than boys, hardworking in her own right, and not badly endowed.

    Though it was never spoken.

    But in the heart of the young girl, in the heart of the Sheriff, there has always been a dream of “saving the world”.

    She was adamant that such a special self would be able to save her country and her people.

    Admired by the people.

    Being touted by people.

    But a change of heart a few years ago shattered that naive dream of a warrior woman.

    Wu Ying Xue failed to become the savior of the world and instead fell into the position of a fugitive wanted by Da Qian, a development so sudden that it was simply unacceptable.

    Ah ……

    Just thinking back on it makes my chest feel stuffy.

    It’s as if you’re being strangled and can’t breathe.

    “……”, the pen in Wu Ying Xue’s hand stopped, unconsciously rubbing the pencil, looking distracted.

    The shattered dreams and changed reality were so cruel to her at the time.

    She was not a godly person with a tough nature, unable to ignore setbacks.

    In the end.

    The young heroine was no different from anyone else, except that she had grown up in a privileged condition, living in a princely home, and had that series of unrealistic fantasies.

    When that layer of identity is lost and the outer aura is faded.

    The young girl named Wu Ying Xue.

    It’s just the same people who would die if they were killed.

    This, the first thing that the Hsu system taught the young girl.

    “If it wasn’t for mister, I might have died long ago”, the young girl was a clumsy person who only knew how to dance with a gun and a stick, and the few governmental matters she had learned some of them only after she met the Xu system.

    The not-so-lucid mind remembers a lot of things with the Xu system.

    There’s backwalking under the stars.

    There are New Year’s Eve blessings.

    There are co-folded paper flowers.

    None of these things, none of these experiences, taken out individually, can be called profound.

    But when they blended together, they formed an invisible road, and there were two people on the road, one was Xu System, and the other was Wu Ying Xue.

    Between the rise and fall of the steps, emotions follow the years and settle.

    It flows quietly and skims gently.

    The two are walking the same path and moving towards the future together.

    “What kind of relationship is it between me and Mr. ……,” said the young girl in the empty silence of the room, looking at the haggard and tired face, and suddenly frowning bitterly.

    Is it a disciple-teacher relationship?

    It doesn’t seem to be.

    She had never worshipped a teacher before, and the relationship between the two was very casual, far from the honor and deference between teacher and student.

    So, is it an emotional relationship between heterosexuals?

    It doesn’t seem to be all that much.

    Wu Ying Xue had met many couples, and the way those couples got along was obviously different from her and Xu Xiang.

    Bitter Thoughts on the Occasion.

    The young girl suddenly recalled a word she had heard from Xu System’s mouth a long time ago: [Dao Friend].

    Like-minded friends, walking on the same path, support each other to move forward friends.

    Wu Ying Xue felt that such a description was somewhat close.

    “Listening to Mr. said, the Taoist friends can also be called Taoist couples, it feels like a very interesting statement it ……”

    Pfft.

    The girl covered her mouth and laughed softly.

    She looked at the sleeping Xu Xiang, and suddenly thought that the character for friend, “peng”, is split into two characters, “moon”.

    The first thing that comes to mind when talking about two moons is the classic story of the moon in the sky and the moon in the water.

    “It always seems that Mr. is like the moon in the sky.”

    “And I am the accompanying moon in the water ……”

    The moon in the sky is warm and bright.

    The moon in the water hides the light in the water.

    The moon in the sky reflects the moon in the water.

    The moon in the water reflects the moon in the sky.

    The sky and the water are the same color, and the moon is the same color.

    The water is empty, but in the process of reflecting the moon, the water can also have the posture of the moon, making the empty water full.

    It’s funny, isn’t it?

    Wu Ying Xue gripped the cloth on her chest, feeling the uneasiness, as well as the apprehension about the future, her five fingers gradually clenched.

    Whispering to himself:

    “Be sure to live, sir.”

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