Miss Witch's Cat

Chapter 11 Fragment ([-])

The picture changed again.

The whole white building is filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Maomao, who was standing on the corridor stairs, walked along the only lighted door on the floor.

He entered a ward.

Single room, the room is large, even as big as an apartment.

But the empty room, filled with the smell of disinfectant, the sound of dripping, and the cold wind blowing slowly from the window, made the place feel more lonely and deserted.

On the bed, half lying on the bed was the snow-white woman.

Sitting in front of the bed was the slightly grown-up witch lady.

Her youthful face had long since lost its cuteness of baby fat. At this time, her thin cheeks and red eyes clearly showed the condition of the woman lying on the bed.

She is going to die.

She half lowered her head, looked at the witch girl who had been staring at the mattress, and said,

"I know it's not a day off."

"Excuse me, you stayed with me all day."

She spoke very slowly, pausing for a long time after each sentence.

Looking at her on the bed, with her sunken cheeks, dull eyes, and long withered white hair, and thinking about her bout of anger not long ago, Li Wei felt somewhat mixed.

Should he applaud and curse?

Or do you feel sorry for the beauty's fate and lament the pity of the witch lady?
He felt that no matter what kind of extreme emotion he was, he could not describe the complex feeling in his heart at this moment.

After a long pause, she spoke weakly again,

"Today...is the last time."

Upon hearing this, Miss Witch, who had kept her head lowered, suddenly raised her head and stood up.

Her black pupils were full of shock and disbelief,

"The last time?? Mom, what does this mean??"

Her voice was even hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Sorry, I don't have time."

She didn't answer Miss Witch's question, just talking to herself,

“I knew a long time ago that I didn’t have much time left in my life.

But, I still have you.

I can't let go of you, and I just can't let go of you. "

"That's why I have always been so strict with you and educated you."

……

Miss Witch did not speak, she was still immersed in the shock and confusion just now.

——Already... known?

Li Wei could even hear her helpless and hesitant words to herself in her heart.

--why?
——Why is this happening.

"Looking at your current appearance, I think I did nothing wrong.

I'm so glad that I used to discipline you so harshly. Look at you now, you are so good. "

——What you did was not wrong.

While repeating these words in her heart, Miss Witch took a deep breath uncontrollably.

Her eyes widened, and she swallowed hard what she wanted to say that she had not yet organized.

She wants to say:
No, there must be a way.

die……?
Is she dying?
No...impossible, impossible.

We must still have a way, we can... we can...

But all of this was caught in the throat.

But she didn't notice anything unusual about Miss Witch, so she suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Miss Witch's arm tightly.

"Remember what I'm saying now."

"You may not understand it now, but you must remember it.

must. "

Her sudden and violent movement caused the infusion bottle hanging above to start shaking. Her nails dug into Miss Witch's arm, and her wide eyes stared at the panicked Miss Witch.
"Never let others know your ancestry, never let others know that I am your mother."

——For...why.

"Don't let others know that you are a witch too."

——What is a witch...

But Miss Witch didn't ask any questions, and her mother didn't leave any room for her to ask questions.

She slowly raised her other hand and touched Miss Witch's head with gentle movements that had never appeared in her memory.

This movement of raising her hand to caress made Miss Witch's eyes wet in an instant.

This was the first time in her memory... that she was groped like this by her mother.

Her tears fell down her eyes drop by drop, like a burst dam.

"Mom..." However, her mother ignored her.
"Your black hair is exactly like your father's. It's great."

Her dimmed red eyes stared closely at Miss Witch, as if she were looking through him.

“He wasn’t like this before.

He is gentle, gentlemanly, loving, and even humorous. "

“But now I know it’s all for a purpose.

What he wants has always been the witch's blood that flows through me. "

——Witch's blood...?
"The blood of witches and dragons, the wings of elves, the eyes of demons...

These are top-notch treasures that countless people would sacrifice their lives for. "

“So, you must not be exposed.

In this day and age, if you are exposed, your life will be more difficult than mine, child. "

"But it doesn't matter, your father has already decided that you are a failure.

Did not inherit my blood, nor did he inherit the blood of the great magician.

He was so arrogant that he abandoned you like this, hahaha, hahahaha..."

Her laughter echoed in the empty room, her hoarse voice and hysterical laughter, like a ghost wandering around in the middle of the night.

After a long time, her violent cough stopped her horrifying laughter.

Her expression suddenly changed, her brows furrowed and the expression on her face was very decisive.

“I have been manipulated and become a blood bank for greedy people.

So, I would rather die. "

--no, do not want.

How could Miss Witch of this age be able to withstand such a fright? She had already stayed where she was, at a loss.

"Bai Yan, mother has left everything she has to you.

You don't have to feel sad, you will know that your mother is always with you. "

"I know you don't like your father very much, it's okay.

From tomorrow on, you are my daughter and you are just my daughter. "

--What does it mean?
"From now on... I will never be able to sleep with you again."

"sorry."

——No, what I want... is not like this...

“Don’t hate anyone.

Mom just wants you to live safely. "

“But you always have to remember that the world has changed.

If you want true peace, you need to be powerful, stronger than everyone else! "

These words seemed to have exhausted the last strength of her body, and she fell weakly back to the head of the bed, and loosened her grip on Miss Witch's hand.

She waved her hand and turned her head without looking at Miss Witch again.
"Let's go. I'm tired."

"No, mom...I don't want to..."

"go out."

"..."

"Don't make me say it a second time."

"it is good……"

The witch lady's answer was choked with tears and out of breath.

"I'm leaving, Mom. I'm really leaving!"

"Well, let's go, we'll see you tomorrow."

After saying that, an invisible force swept Miss Witch out.

boom.

The door is closed.

It was a door that she could never open no matter how hard she smashed, knocked, or cried.

Seven days later.

The sun is shining, it's a fine day.

Next to the drooping white flowers is a tombstone.

Her snow-white hair and a never-before-seen gentle smile were imprinted on it forever.

At this time, the only one who came to visit her was Miss Witch.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Miss Witch just lowered her head, staring at her photo intently.

She didn't speak, didn't cry, and didn't move.

She just stood quietly.

……

(End of this chapter)