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The Heavenly Demon could not figure out why.
Mianmian was also nice to it, would complain to it about various troubles the same way she talked to Su Ji, and would act coquettishly with it.
A month passed, then two months, and gradually, everyone around them also started to treat it kindly.
Everyone seemed to forget that Atian had once been a "Heavenly Demon" who only knew about killing, and they even cared whether it had eaten its fill or was dressed warmly.
The more gentle they were, the more the Heavenly Demon felt as if something was missing from life.
The care certainly made it feel warm, but it found itself gradually missing the solitude of having no one to talk to.
This complexity made the Heavenly Demon confused again, so it went to ask Mianmian.
Upon hearing this, Mianmian also felt it was strange, "Oh my, you're talking about things Mianmian hasn't experienced, Mianmian doesn't understand, but Mianmian can ask Mianmian's mother, she knows everything."