What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

"Then why don't you wear it yourself?"

"Because you lost the bet to me."

This impromptu conversation stemming from the sound of a cat's meow came to an end.

Gu and Qiu won the final victory in this debate with an impeccable argument.

Just then, after the last red light, the navigation was about to reach its destination, and the sign of the expensive barbecue restaurant came into view.

Lin Mushi unbuckled her seatbelt, yawned, stretched, and said lazily, "Oh right, this meal was paid for by the director, not me, so you still have to have a late-night snack with me."

Gu Yuqiu was in a good mood at the moment, so she hummed in agreement, indicating that she was glad Gu Yuqiu liked it.

Lin Mushi was somewhat surprised, noticing that her expression was somewhat similar to what she had seen at the Special Affairs Bureau, and couldn't help but ask, "What exactly are you so happy about?"

"Because~"

Gu Yuqiu smiled slightly and said, "I will probably be able to see an old friend soon."

Lin Mushi thought to herself, "Are you referring to Su Yan?"

……

……

Shen Hong did not answer the driver's question, nor could she have heard Gu Yuqiu's words.

At this moment, she was completely focused, her eyes were already closed, and she was immersed in that vast, empty sea, searching for the projection of the white cat.

However, nothing was gained.

She was not disappointed with the result, because in a way, Songtang was her teacher.

Although she has now surpassed her teacher and is much more capable, it is a pity that she was injured, and quite seriously.

Thus, the gap between humans and cats is no longer so vast, or rather, it has been leveled.

Deep Red slowly opened her eyes and once again spotted that deep green hue outside the car window.

She pulled out a tissue, handed it to the driver, and said earnestly, "These are all normal cats."

Perhaps it was because of her tone, but the driver did calm down considerably. He took a tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead again, then looked ahead and said, "This is the city center of Xinchu."

Where there is prosperity, there are naturally fewer stray cats.

However, there are still many house cats in high-rise buildings and residences.

When the driver looked up at the night sky, the windows, whether lit or unlit, seemed to emit a green glow.

Those are still the pupils of a cat.

The next second, a loud meow reached Crimson's ears.

She sensed something and subconsciously looked up in a certain direction in the night sky, where she saw the white cat looking up and howling from a tall building.

Just then, a dark cloud drifted in from afar, obscuring the waning moon.

The world remains bright.

A shadow fell over her heart.

She was very familiar with this scene because Gu Yuqiu once had a title: All Heavenly Calamities.

"Park here."

Crimson withdrew her gaze from the white cat and said to the driver, "You go ahead on your own for now, I'll contact you again."

After saying that, she opened the car door, got out, and walked down the street in the winter night.

The streets were already nearly deserted, but not too quiet yet, far from being completely silent, especially since the meowing of cats was still lingering.

At this point, the cat's meows were no longer dense or chaotic, but gradually gained rhythm, like a beautiful piano piece.

Crimson remained calm, unperturbed by the increasingly melodic cat meows.

She walked sideways to the white cat, keeping an eye on its movements out of the corner of her eye, heading towards the places that were still open...

The next moment, she suddenly came to her senses and realized a very crucial problem.

Why did I come here?

Because of the watchful eyes of countless stray and house cats, and the ever-present meowing of cats...

So what are the reasons behind all of this?

Crimson realized this, so she turned around without hesitation and prepared to leave as quickly as possible.

Then, she stopped.

A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in her line of sight, just around the corner.

That was the path she took to leave.

Along with that figure came a sentence.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Gu Yuqiu smiled, raised her hand to tuck a slightly messy strand of hair behind her ear, and asked gently, "How was the piece I played for you?"

PS: It seems to be 6,000 on the third day?

The reason I've only managed to write this chapter so far is because I'm experiencing writer's block.

Chapter 82: The Girl Who Ran Away from Home

"It sounds awful."

Deep Red looked at her expressionlessly and said, "I told you a long time ago that your taste is really terrible. I didn't expect that after several years, you still haven't improved at all. I really don't know how you've survived."

Gu Yuqiu smiled and said, "Then let me treat you to a late-night snack, and we can talk in detail?"

And so, nothing was said.

The long street was quiet, and the sound of the wind was always faint, occasionally blowing a strand of their hair.

Crimson remained silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "We are very close now."

The white cat was still on the top floor, hundreds of meters away from the two of them. No matter how fast it was, it couldn't arrive instantly, especially since its ability was to freeze time.

Therefore, from any perspective, I have the opportunity to kill you.

These were words she never actually said, but the meaning was clear enough.

"That seems to make sense."

Gu Yuqiu's smile widened as she slowly walked towards the crimson figure and softly asked, "Would you like to give it a try?"

Its deep red face was youthful, and it was not tall, a stark contrast to its appearance in the twilight world.

When Gu Yuqiu came in front of her, she could only tilt her head slightly so that she could meet the gaze of this enemy.

In a daze, she felt a strange sense of familiarity, and then she remembered how she had been trampled underfoot by Gu Yuqiu years ago, unable to struggle any longer.

That was a shadow she could never erase.

Thinking of this, Crimson's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously took a step back, as if that would allow her to leave that nightmare and never be troubled again.

Then she realized that she had already made a choice.

"So you're still afraid of me."

Gu Yuqiu looked at her quietly, her smile fading, and said, "It seems that I did do too many wrong things in the past few years, and my sins are too heavy, causing you to become the way you are now."

His crimson eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said in a chilling voice, "Do you really think I wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you?"

As she spoke, she raised her right hand, and a slightly dim red light began to gather, about to transform into that long sword once again.

Gu Yuqiu ignored this and sighed, saying, "You seem to have forgotten what kind of person I am."

As soon as she finished speaking, Crimson suddenly froze.

The red light, which had not yet fully coalesced, vanished into nothingness with the arrival of a gentle breeze, as if it were an illusion.

Because she realized why she hadn't attacked him immediately upon meeting him, but instead had calmly engaged in conversation.

That's because no matter how unwilling she is to recall the past, everything that happened has always existed in her life, to the point that it is unforgettable.

When it comes to the name Crimson, extraordinary organizations around the world often associate it with ruthlessness and unbridled behavior.

This word is almost always associated with evil, implying that she is an uncontrollable person.

However, even someone as arrogant as her, whom even the Special Affairs Bureau didn't seem to care much about, still harbored a lingering shadow deep within her heart.

To put it simply, she was afraid of Gu Yuqiu.

Why are you afraid?

Of course, it's because Gu Yuqiu is stronger, more evil, more terrifying, more ruthless, more merciless, more willing to kill, more unscrupulous, more cunning, and more invincible than her!

Even if someone like Gu Yuqiu encounters an unexpected situation, such as her sudden appearance tonight, she can still resolve the problem with a few words and a laugh.

So how could Gu Yuqiu not have made preparations behind the scenes when he played a nocturne and went to great lengths to meet her?

In a very short time, Crimson found out what kind of person Gu Yuqiu was from the depths of her memories that she had never wanted to delve into, and then fell silent.

"It seems your memory isn't so bad."

Gu Yuqiu smiled gently, patted her head, and said tenderly, "We've already talked so much, and you've been running around all night. You must be tired."

Crimson wanted to say she wasn't tired, and then turned and left as quickly as possible.

But looking at Gu Yuqiu's smile and the deep chill in his eyes, how could she dare to say those words?

Just like she could raise her hand and summon a longsword to kill Gu Yuqiu with a single strike, given the absolute difference in their strength, but... how could she dare?

Before she understood Gu Yuqiu's methods, she naturally dismissed the idea of ​​taking a risk—for a simple reason: she had already tried it once not long ago.

The result was failure.

He was seriously injured.

How could she dare to risk her life to continue trying?

Don't talk about deep-seated hatred. Even the deepest hatred can only be avenged while you're alive. When a person dies, everything is gone.

Gu Yuqiu put down her hand, turned around and walked towards a shop, saying, "I'll say it again, since you think my taste isn't very good, let's chat while we have some late-night snacks."