Life Simulation: Let the Female Swordsman Regret for the Rest of His Life

When the witch was young, she had suffered all the malice in the world, so she closed herself off and escaped from the dirty and filthy world.

But there was a man who spent his whole life just to untie the shackles on the witch.

He succeeded.

With the limited life of a mortal, he accompanied the witch to the end of her death. In just a few decades, he blossomed an eternal and gorgeous flower in the witch's heart.

From then on, the witch was free, and the individual named Krisa Christina was free.

When Xu Xi died in front of the witch.

When the only one in the witch's heart disappeared.

All the shackles on Krisa broke, she experienced human emotions again, cried silently, and became the unrestrained and free bird that Xu Xi hoped for.

But Krisa didn't want to be like this, and didn't like it.

"Teacher, please help me put it on again..."

Krisa asked softly, and handed the glimmering sea blue necklace to Xu Xi's palm.

Xu Xi spent his whole life untying the shackles for the witch.

The witch chose to put them on again.

This time, the shackles were called [Eternal Love], which were heavier than anything in the world. They were eternal bonds imposed by the witch voluntarily.

She never wanted to be separated from the sun in her heart again.

She only wanted to be together forever...

"Krisa, why did you take off the necklace?" Xu Xi took the necklace, a little puzzled.

"I cleaned up the garbage for you, I was afraid it would get dirty," the gray-haired witch replied.

Garbage? Xu Xi felt something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell.

He decided to put the necklace on Krisa first.

"Krisa, lower your head a little." The autumn courtyard was filled with an orange-yellow atmosphere. The man walked slowly behind the witch and gently lifted her gray-silver long hair with his palm.

The hair escaped from between her fingers, like a miracle of light passing through her palm, light and smooth.

The autumn breeze caressed.

The warm sun was warm.

That familiar feeling, the New Year's Eve when he put the necklace on the witch, seemed to be just yesterday. In a trance, Xu Xi smiled.

He held one end of the mithril chain in each hand.

Wrapped around Krisa's fair neck.

They met at the back of the neck, overlapped and fastened, and with a crisp sound of "click", the final fixation and finishing were completed.

The necklace was put on.

"Thank you..." Krisa thanked softly. Her voice was very subtle, as if it would dissipate with the autumn wind, but it was particularly clear.

"Your necklace, I like it very much... very much..."

The autumn wind became stronger.

Whistling and humming, Krisa's gray-silver long hair was blown in the air, but that did not make the witch look ugly, but further highlighted the soulless desire and exquisite brokenness.

The hem of the skirt swayed in the wind, and the coat was blown by the wind.

The aquamarine necklace hanging from her chest reflects a hazy and dreamy glow. It is the light of gemstones and the light of love, embellishing the witch's heart that is not good at expressing.

"Just like it. It looks good, isn't it?"

Xu Xi smiled.

He looked at Krisha in front of him, and the more he looked, the more he felt. The 17-year-old face that had never changed, and the indifferent face, made Krisha look unchanged.

Very familiar, very happy.

Although it was a reunion across a world.

There was no strangeness in my heart.

The past and the present, the illusion and the reality, completely blurred everything at this moment.

"It's windy outside, let's go in", Xu Xi took the witch's slender white fingers, led her confused, and walked into a warm and comfortable home.

The witch has a home again.

After entering the house.

Xu Xi wanted to pour some hot water for the two of them, but was stopped.

"Please leave it to me," the gray-silver witch, who always looks 17 years old and always looks like a girl, said to Xu Xi seriously.

After a long time, Xu Xi looked into the witch's eyes again.

Compared with the previous black and gold colors, the blankness in Krisa's eyes has disappeared and is filled with pure red.

The beautiful eyes reflect Xu Xi's posture.

It is young.

Vigorous.

Without the restrictions of the terms, with both the cultivation side and the magic side, Xu Xi no longer needs to worry about his life.

"Then, I'll leave it to you, Krisa," Xu Xi did not resist the witch's insistence.

"Yes, please rest assured," Krisa responded calmly.

She walked into the kitchen alone, her eyes swept back and forth. Although it was her first time on Earth, she showed incredible understanding.

In an instant, she learned how to use all the utensils.

No magic was used to generate.

No power was used to create.

Krisa behaved just like before, just like she lived in the magic world with Xu Xi, using various tools to boil water and make tea with a skilled gesture.

Meticulous and serious.

Soon.

A cup of hot tea was handed to Xu Xi by Krisa.A small porcelain plate is placed at the bottom of the teapot to insulate heat.

"Thank you, Krisa," Xu Xi blew the hot steam on the tea surface and took another sip.

It was a little hot, but it was just right in the cold and bleak autumn.

The tea passed through the gap between the teeth and finally converged on the tongue coating, releasing a faint aftertaste.

Very peaceful.

Not intense.

Just like the life between Xu Xi and the witch.

As early as in the magic world, with the strength of the two, they could have achieved a more luxurious life, but neither Xu Xi nor Krisa had changed their ideas about a peaceful life.

A peaceful life contains simple beauty.

A little bit, a drop, are all precious and precious things.

"Krisa, sit down," Xu Xi asked the witch to sit down. Since handing over the hot tea, Krisa has been standing beside her, quietly waiting for Xu Xi's next order.

With her hands crossed on her lower abdomen and her extremely upright standing posture, no matter who saw it, they would only think she was a maid.

"Yes."

Krisa sat down in response.

The bleak autumn gradually began to dim, and the lights in the living room were turned on by Xu Xi, which were yellow and hazy, casting a layer of afterglow on the witch's gray-silver long hair falling on her shoulders.

Snap——

Xu Xi put down the finished teacup, and the moment the bottom of the cup touched the porcelain plate, a crisp sound was made.

He looked puzzled and asked Krisa about the confusion that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

"Krisa, how did you... come?"

"I saw your figure, heard your voice, and felt your presence, so I came to find you."

The witch's answer was simple.

She said what she did in a calm and indifferent tone.

But, behind such a short answer, is it really so easy to say?

Xu Xi felt that the truth was probably not like this.

"Thank you for your hard work, Krisa," Xu Xi said, and the emotions contained in his voice were very complicated.

"It's not hard..." Krisa shook her head stiffly.

As long as I can see you, as long as I can meet you again, everything is worth it.

The rest is not important at all.

Yes, nothing matters, you are the only special one...

The aquamarine inlaid in the middle of the necklace is like a real undulating wave, sometimes calm and sometimes roaring, showing the witch's heart.