My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"At that time it was [Death] who was snickering, and he was the one holding Ming."

"Damn girl, you've jumped your face, haven't you!" Ji Zi couldn't hold back at last, and laughed.She put Xier under Jizi's body and began to attack her.

"Oh! No, don't touch anything..." The purple-haired girl struggled under her body with a blushing face. "Ah! I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't...!"

"It's late! Give my sister a refreshment first~"

"Sister!"

……

"..."

Finally, after the two of them got tired of arguing, they also stopped.

Two beauties in nightdresses, one big and one small, hugged each other, disheveled.When they were laughing, they were radiant in all kinds of ways, but when they were quiet, there was still an inexplicable sadness.

"That's great..." Ji Zi hugged her, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes inexplicably.

"You're all alive...we're all alive."

"so good."

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I don’t know why I have a migraine, so I’ll take a break and code Chapter 2

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"So you didn't come here just to make trouble with me this time, did you?"

After the two were silent for a while, Ji Zi spoke.

"Is there anything I don't know?" She paused.

"Is there anything...isn't it convenient to talk to me directly at dinner earlier?"

"...Sister Jizi." However, Xi'er hesitated for a while, and did not answer this question directly. "Did I tell you just now? Ming cooked the meal for tonight all afternoon."

"...Huh?" Ji Zi was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously flashing past the dishes on the table that hadn't been touched much after the conversation at the dinner table was finished.Then nodded. "Well, you did."

"The dishes on that table have been made for a long time, and they were made with great care, but in the end no one ate them, and they were all thrown away." Xi'er tilted her head and said softly. "Ming packed up the last things by himself. We wanted to help, but Ming refused. It can be seen that he is a little depressed."

"..." Ji Zi blinked, but still didn't understand what she meant by these words.

"I remember I heard from Ming that sister and Ming knew each other more than ten years ago, right? Actually earlier than me, Mei and sister Bronya." Xier looked into Jizi's eyes and said seriously . "But sister, did you eat the rice cooked by Ming before coming here this time? I don't mean to fry some fried rice and make egg soup for dinner, but to prepare a table in a serious manner like today. Food?"

"This..." Ji Zi was stunned, and then hesitated. "Not really."

"Everyone knows that Ming can cook, and his cooking skills can be called very good." Xi'er tilted her head. "But during the years he was in St. Freya, no one ate the food he cooked, and he never cooked in a serious way even once. Have you ever thought about why?"

Ji Zi stopped talking.She already understood what Xier meant.

In fact, if you want to find a reason, you can really find a lot. For example, when most of their dishes were taken by Raiden Mei, for example, St. Freya College has a very complete cafeteria, which is cheaper and far more convenient than cooking by yourself. Another example There are many snack streets and hotels around the college, and it is more suitable to have a meal there.

But in fact, these are just "reasons", and the real "reasons" are actually very clear to everyone.

Because that man is too tired, too busy.There are countless things to do every day, and there are many, many tasks to be completed every day.So no one will entrust him with such trivial tasks, so he will definitely choose the most efficient and time-saving way to complete these things,

So what is he busy with?

This question may have puzzled everyone at first, but now, everyone knows it well.

"Don't look at Xi'er like this, she still looks like a child." The purple-haired girl raised her left hand in Jizi's arms, and showed her the ring on her ring finger, with a sweet smile on her face. smile.

"Xie'er is someone else's wife now."

"..."

If it was someone else of this age, something else, or any other time, if someone said such a thing to Wuliangta Jizi, Jizi would definitely feel that the other party was mocking her.

But at this moment, she was just silent, looking at this girl who was much younger than her, without saying a word.

"Maybe this sounds selfish to your ears. But from the perspective of being a wife." The smile on the girl's face restrained, and she looked at the past year seriously with eyes as pure and blue as the ocean. Fight side by side with her, as her teacher.

"Xieer hopes that Xier's husband can be as happy as this afternoon, and have time and leisure to cook a table of hearty meals for his family; I still hope that he will work hard until midnight every day and rest for three or four hours a day. It's even shorter, always preparing for which battlefield to go to, which powerful enemy to face, and then to risk your life. There should be an obvious answer to this, right?"

"No one wants him to go all out..." Ji Zi defended weakly. "We just need his strength..."

"uh-huh?"

However, Xi'er just looked at her with a smile, and Ji Zi retreated as she watched, tightly pursing her mouth.

"..."

Both of them were silent for a while, and then the peace between them was broken by the purple-haired girl.

"For Xier, she spent the first half of her life in an orphanage in Siberia, and spent the second half with Ming. Therefore, Xier's three views are deeply influenced by Ming, and she learned many things from Ming. of."

"Ming once said a word." The girl said word by word.

"People are not inherently noble, so selflessness is only a standard that can be used for self-demand. You can praise him and respect him when you see a selfless person, but you can't use the same standard to ask others. You see a selfish person The National People's Congress can despise him and ridicule him psychologically, but you can't reprimand him because he just did what an ordinary person would do."

"During dinner, you begged Ming to save the world. But why did Ming ever beg others to save everything? You said you couldn't do it, but he could, but Lianshan [-] years ago was just a guy who didn't even kill a chicken. Si Zhai, the original Gong Ming six hundred years ago was nothing more than a doctor who healed diseases, so are Si Zhai and Lang Zhong good at fighting?"