The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

uphill battle.

death.

pain.

Wailing.

as well as……

Terrible natural disasters, brought despair.

However, within these dark fragments, there was always a warm light that never went out, making her feel that these terrible memories were not such annoying things.

On the contrary, it is like a treasure, and I want to keep it forever.

That light is...

"Mu En, by the way, where is Mu En? Mu En... Where is he?"

Liya suddenly opened her watery eyes wide, and looked around blankly.

When she found that the familiar figure did not appear within the line of sight, the warm candlelight around her suddenly became extremely cold, overwhelming her like a tide, almost suffocating her.

Vaguely, the last image in my memory is Mu En rushing towards the terrible natural disaster recklessly. Could it be that...

"Don't worry, he's fine, even more energetic than you."

A warm voice sounded, and the candlelight became bright and gentle again.

"Yes... is it?"

Liya breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously patted her plump chest, and as soon as she raised her head, she met a pair of eyes with a narrow smile:

"Oh, the first thing I did when I woke up was not to catch up with the teacher I haven't seen for several years, but to care about the man? Wuwuwu, the teacher is so sad."

The saint pretended to touch tears that did not exist.

"No... not..."

Liya's pretty face flushed for a moment, and she waved her hands in a panic:

"It's just because Mu En has helped me many times and got into a terrible crisis, so I'm worried about him..."

"Really? It's really not because you have any strange ideas about others?"

The saint blinked and asked jokingly.

"It's... not at all, it's strange for you to think like this, Teacher Saintess!"

Liya puffed up her cheeks habitually, but suddenly realized that her appearance was inappropriate in front of the teacher, so she clenched her fists tightly, pouted her face hard, and said seriously:

"And, moreover, my goal is the saint who serves the goddess, so maintaining purity is a must, how could I have such a strange idea!"

"pure?"

"Yes, pure!"

"Oh~ so it is~"

The smile on the corner of the saintess' lips suddenly grew deeper.

She lowered her eyes and flipped the pages of the book in her hands. There was a clatter, which was very clear.

Ok?

Book?

Following this clear and excessive sound of pages turning, Liya's eyes subconsciously fell on the book that the saint had been flipping through since just now.

Huh?

This book?

Why does it look... so familiar?

It's as if...

Yes……

Looking at the black cover of the book, the silhouette of a woman's enchanting figure is faintly outlined.

Liya's small face was a little stagnant.

The red clouds that had just dispersed quickly spread across the pretty face.

I don't know if it's the illusion of others, but it seems to be due to the overload of the brain, and there are even wisps of steam floating above the girl's head.

"Then... that... Teacher Saint..."

"Ok?"

"that book……"

"Oh, did you mean that?"

The saint erected the book so that the girl could see it more clearly, then smiled and said:

"I just found it on you. Because I was too curious, the teacher took it for a while to have a look. You don't blame the teacher, do you?"

"..."

The last glimmer of hope disappeared completely, and the girl's delicate body suddenly trembled violently.

As if the soul was swaying in an endless storm, the color in the girl's eyes was sometimes slack, sometimes confused, and finally in the chaos that could not be described in words, the girl only thought of one sentence.

What she just said.

pure.

pure.

pure……

It is not pure.

"Wooooooooow..."

Liya wrapped herself tightly in a quilt, like a diary that recorded black history when she was young was discovered by her parents, wishing she could disappear from this world immediately at this moment:

"Holy Saint Holy Saint...Saint Teacher, why...why?"

"Oh, isn't this something you can't see?"

Only at this moment did the saint cover her small mouth as if she had "suddenly realized".

"However, the teacher did not expect that Liya would become so bold after a few years of absence. Tsk tsk, it seems that she has really grown up."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, lord goddess, Liya is no longer pure and impure

Under the quilt, the girl let out a desperate cry.

……

A few minutes later, Liya, who finally calmed down, stared angrily at the stinky book that made her embarrassingly embarrassing.

Humph.

Blame some nasty guy for letting himself pick what loot.

If I hadn't seen my book, I wouldn't have evolved into what I am now because of that little bit of curiosity...

Woo...I really want to die...

"Okay, okay, it's just been a long time, the teacher couldn't help but make a joke."

The saint gently stroked Liya's head and smiled:

"The goddess won't be angry because of this kind of thing that every young boy and girl will do, and don't you see the teacher just now?"

"Well."

With tears still in the corners of Liya's eyes, she nodded slightly.

"So……"

The saint and the girl sat face to face, and asked earnestly:

"Lia Angel, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Teacher Saint." Liya also straightened her back and responded, like a student who was kicked back by the teacher in class.

"Have you had a good few years?"

"Have a good time."

"Have you grown?"

"...Yes." Slightly thought about it.

"Has it become stronger?"

"...Yes." He hesitated briefly.

"Any new friends?"

"Yes!" Without hesitation.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes... wait, this one doesn't!"

Liya, who was almost fooled, made a big face again, and said angrily:

"Teacher Saint...you, what are you asking!"

"Oh, there isn't one?"

The saint blinked in surprise, "I thought you were having an affair with that Moon Campbell."

"That's right, it's not!"

Liya pursed her lips and said seriously: "Didn't you explain it just now? We are just ordinary friends."

"is it?"

"Of course!"

"Well, it seems that the teacher is thinking too much."

"That's right!"

Liya swung her powder fist vigorously.

"Then... Liya."

"Ok?"

Liya was taken aback because she noticed the change in the tone of the saintess teacher.

"If you have someone you like, be sure to tell the teacher in time."

The saint suddenly restrained all her smiles, then bent down and held the girl's pretty face.

In her crystal-clear eyes, there was a strange brilliance that Liya couldn't understand.

"over you……"

She looked into Liya's eyes and whispered:

"Before stepping on this path of no return."

[WEB] 119. Preference

"If there is someone you like, you must tell the teacher."

"Before you actually embark on this path of no return."

In the flickering candlelight, those clear eyes watched calmly, but shone with a kind of brilliance that Liya couldn't understand.

Like a lake under the misty drizzle, deep and elusive.

"...They all said no."

Liya made a slight sign, then turned her head away, and groaned: "Teacher Saint, you think too much."