"Mm, I'm back," The words Bing Shi wanted to say stayed inside her haunted walls, remaining stubborn in its attempts to protect him from any distress.
"Mind telling me about it?" He pressed his forehead against hers, "Or else, I'm going to put the blame on that Zhao Rong. I don't know what your plans are with him, but stealing his mask and identity is not a problem for me."
Giggling, she hugged him back; Bing Shi knew that she was not alone. The bond they shared was like a bridge. It allowed her to set foot outside the protective walls to explore the wast world on the other side.
The thought of him kept her warm in the coldest of times, helping her to separate reality from the dream. "Did you know that many religions didn't allow the victims of räpe to start their spiritual path as nuns? The rules were so unfair; nobody wanted to accept me..."
Xuan Mu let out a muffled groan, the answer he dreaded the most, "The old rules are here to be changed."
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