Bad women always look at me

Xi Lan looked at Kafka's happy smile, quickly pulled her hand back, and rubbed her ears hidden behind her hair uncomfortably.

"I knew that little Xilan was the best." Kafka chuckled, then slowly sat up and got down from the bed. Xilan then discovered that except for the slightly pale face, this person did not look like an injured person at all.

It was like I had stepped into a set that the other person had carefully arranged for me.

Looking at Kafka who was holding her hand, Xilan took the medicine in her hand, said something to Natasha, and then walked out of the clinic.

Now this person is a patient, don't be angry, be more tolerant to the patient, Xilan, you have the best temper.

Xi Lan muttered these things silently in her heart, half-indulging Kafka's increasingly excessive behavior towards her.

From holding hands at the beginning, to interlocking fingers, it soon evolved into the man hugging Xi Lan's arm completely, holding tightly and not letting go.

Kafka also understood the extent to which Xilan would get angry, so she teased her but also maintained a suitable degree so that the little fox would not ignore her.

It seems that showing weakness appropriately can indeed soften the heart of this little guy.

Where Xi Lan couldn't see, the man's lips curled up in pleasure, and his clasped hands tightened.

Xi Lan seemed to have remembered something and suddenly said, "When we get to the hotel, I'll get you a room alone."

"I will take care of you until your wound heals."

Of course, Kafka understood the hidden meaning in Xi Lan's words: once your wound has healed, go back to your Star Core Hunter and don't bother me anymore.

"Okay, thank you for troubling me during this period of time." Kafka curled the corners of her lips, gently and agreed with a smile without any complaints.

However, the emotions contained in those unfathomable eyes made Xi Lan unable to guess what this person was thinking.

....What a strange guy.

Because I am soft-hearted about these things, I am probably the strangest one.

Xi Lan shifted her gaze and no longer looked at where Kafka was, but she looked like she was worried about something.

And now...

What kind of existence do I, who have been abandoned by you, have in your heart?

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Chapter 150: Arrogant Crematorium

"You haven't fallen to the point where you need me to feed you, have you, Kafka?"

Xi Lan looked at Kafka, who was lying on the bed and looked like a complete patient, and suddenly she wanted to throw her there.

But she can't.

Who made this guy's wound burst open because of her?

I definitely don't want to get together with this guy, absolutely not!

Xi Lan muttered something silently in her heart, at least for the time being she had not been completely seduced by the other party's beauty.

Now Queye just casually crossed his arms across his chest and looked at Kafka with a subtle gaze.

"Well, but I don't know why the wound on my waist hurts so much... Ouch." She frowned slightly and looked at Xilan with that soft-hearted expression again.

"Alright, alright! Don't move! I won't care if your wound breaks open again!"

Seeing that this person was struggling to sit up again, Xi Lan quickly took a step forward, stretched out her hand and forced Kafka down on the bed again.

"I'll go order you some food. Just stay still and don't move."

Kafka, who was completely pinned down by Xilan, had a smile on her lips, and looked at the eyes that were staring at her with a half-smile.

"I understand. I won't move and I'll listen to you." Kafka tilted her head slightly, but her pale face seemed quite deceptive to the man.

But Xi Lan really fell for it.

When I was a child, this man always held me in his arms and coaxed me with an innocent expression.

Even now.

Xi Lan pursed her lips tightly, and finally released her hand that was on the other person's shoulder. After tidying up her clothes, she turned and left.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Kafka slowly sat up and leaned the pillow against her back. Only then did she have time to observe everything in the room.

She touched the wound on her abdomen that had been bandaged again. After being hit by the elbow without hesitation, even Kafka didn't expect that the wound would burst open because of this incident.

The purple-haired woman smiled helplessly. The area that had been re-bandaged was indeed a little painful now. She did not lie to the little fox about this.

Anyway, the little guy is not so hostile to himself anymore.

There was no emotion in his eyes as there was when they met last time. Although he was still a little cold, things were slowly getting better.

But the fact that I can't be with Xilan all the time is already a huge regret.

This shows that Kafka cannot, like Jade, once again bring the so-called sense of security to her little fox.

And this time coming to Beloberg, she has already deviated from the script that Elio had given her before.

But it seems that he didn't contact me. Does it prove that this little accident is nothing?

Kafka's mind once again reappeared the other ending that Elio had mentioned at the beginning when they decided to "abandon" Xi Lan in that house.

['She can follow us. But Kafka, that ending is the last thing you want to see.']

The elegant black cat sat on the table, communicating with her about one of the future endings.

['If you really want to take that little fox away, you have to be prepared for her to die completely in the end.']

How did you feel at that time?

Kafka only knew that at that time, she sensed the small figure flashing by the door, and the rest...

She didn't care what was said.

Even if she was abandoned, Kafka wanted her to live, and the little fox who liked to call her Kafka and act coquettishly in her arms would live.

Even if the other party hates you or resents you, it doesn’t matter.

But, Kafka didn't know how to explain it, she couldn't control herself and let her eyes fall on Xilan.

I watched her grow up little by little. Her height soon surpassed mine, her face lost its baby fat, and she changed from a clingy little fox to a reserved big fox.

Does Kafka regret it?

Probably I won't regret it.

As long as Xilan is doing well and her life is not in danger, she will feel at ease...

Well, although I thought so in my heart, but now when I thought of that unethical Ms. Jade who did not play by the rules at all, I seemed to have some different ideas about her little fox.

It was obvious that the plan he had made before was to let that man be the scapegoat so that he could take care of his little Xilan.

But now let’s look at it from a realistic perspective.

The relationship between them had obviously changed.

Just thinking about these questions, Kafka felt a rare headache, more like the depressed feeling that the fox she had raised was taken away by someone.

Never mind, it’s my own problem.

Kafka seemed to have released all her strength, and she leaned completely against the pillow, quietly waiting for Xilan to come back.

On her terminal, Silver Wolf kept making all kinds of jokes.

Then he took a photo of Elio enjoying a can of cat food and sent it to Kafka without hesitation.

It seems that every Star Core Hunter has a copy of their boss's dark history.

Kafka saved all the photos in her terminal without any surprise. With a gentle smile, she let the sunlight shine on her body quietly.

Such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere made her relax a little, and the drowsiness that was sweeping over her came over her even more directly, or perhaps it was the effect of the medicine that also took effect.

Kafka half-closed her eyes, which was a rare sight for her. Her smiling face gradually calmed down and narrowed its eyes.

In such an environment, Xi Lan did not knock on the door, but opened it more simply.

But the first thing he saw when he walked into the house was the woman with long hair who had fallen asleep.

How long has it been since you saw each other like this?

Holding the hospital meal she had prepared herself, Xi Lan subconsciously slowed down her pace and placed the meal on the table in the room.

Standing beside the bed, she just quietly looked at the person who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Only at this time would Xi Lan take off her disguise and look at Kafka peacefully and calmly, with all the pretended alienation disappearing.

In the end, only peace remained.

After sighing, Xi Lan bent down, slowed down the strength in her hands, and slowly placed the man on the bed.

He even thoughtfully covered her with bedding.

The messy hair on her cheek made her unable to hold back, so she stretched out her fingertips and tucked it behind Kafka's ears.

Xi Lan herself was sitting beside the bed. Her calm eyes, mixed with overly complicated emotions, made her unsure how to face her next.

She murmured quietly, but she was a little confused about how she felt about Kafka.

"Do I really...hate you?"

What exactly is this complicated feeling deep in my heart?

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Chapter 151: Am I the only one left?

Do I really hate Kafka?

What are my feelings towards her?

Xi Lan quietly looked at Kafka, who seemed to be in a deep sleep. Her thick eyelashes drooped, but it was impossible to understand her emotions at the moment.

The warm fingertips caressed Kafka's cheek, the movement was so gentle that it seemed like a feather falling.

If Kafka had not been awake, she might not have noticed Xilan's actions.

For her, this trick of pretending to sleep has long been something she has mastered.

But she didn't expect that when she was half asleep and half awake, Kafka would hear the little fox's inner thoughts.

And if her hearing wasn't good enough, she probably wouldn't be able to hear this.

"No matter what....I'm going to hate you, even if you soften my heart."

It was you who abandoned me again.

Like a child, Xi Lan expressed to the sleeping Kafka the resentment that had been in her heart for so many years.

"You didn't say anything at the beginning, and it was you who ran away. And then it was you who appeared in front of me and Ms. Emerald all these years. Do you think I'm a fox who is easy to mess with?"

"What's even more outrageous is that he treated me like the little kid he was all those years ago and did those things completely irrationally."

"I hate you. I really hate you the most."

Xi Lan became more and more angry as she spoke. When she realized that her emotions were about to get out of control, she immediately stopped talking.

"...You care more about Xing than I do...You biased guy, if you get hurt again, I'll just throw you into the trash can...!"

Xi Lan subconsciously gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite this man hard a few times to vent her anger.

But she raised her eyes and looked at the pale Kafka. After she had expressed her emotions through words, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Kafka, who listened to the whole thing, didn't dare to make a sound, and of course Xi Lan didn't notice that she was still pretending to sleep.

Hmm? Do I pay attention to stars a lot?