Ji Family
Looking at the child sitting on the bed, Bi Xia leaned lightly against the wall, arms folded across her chest, watching Bi Xiaoyuan. Bi Xiaoyuan had his hands on his knees, head lowered, no one knew what he was thinking. After a long time, a soft, sticky voice finally rose, "Does Xia Wu know?"
"He knows."
"I saw him go into your body. Was he helping you?"
"Yes."
"…I didn't see that gunshot. Did you kill someone today?"
"Yes."
"…" Bi Xiaoyuan bit his lip, his voice tinged with grievance. "You didn't let me see."
Starry eyes fixed on Bi Xiaoyuan. "It was too bloody."
"What was that, the blue thing? Do I have it?"
"Doesn't look like it for now."
"…" Bi Xiaoyuan hesitated for a moment. "It was really pretty."
"…Thanks."
