dognovel Chapter 142 Q&A
Chapter 142 Q&A
In fact, Cheng An has always felt a little belatedly guilty about Ying Xing.
This "later" is mainly after learning that Yingxing was also eroded by the sudden power of abundance. In the early stage, Yingxing was a perfect friend who was less troublesome and healthier than the others, which also made the girl, who was focused on solving the ending at the beginning, pay almost no attention to him.
As a result, the part she was concerned about didn't make much progress, Dan Feng failed to come back, and the person she didn't worry too much about ended up going down the same old path as the original plot because she couldn't take care of him.
When Dan Feng told her this, her first reaction was shock, followed by sudden enlightenment, and then deep regret.
Why didn't she realize this sooner? Why didn't she realize how little influence she had at that time?
If she had known this, she should have given Ying Xing more care and advice. Even if it might not have any impact on the outcome in the end, at least as a friend, she should have expressed her attitude to him, but she didn't.
Therefore, she felt guilty about her neglect, guilty about her favoritism, and guilty about treating her friends differently based on the degree of impact they had on the tasks. It was ridiculous that she ended up suffering from both problems.
Even later, when Cheng An went to visit the prison, Dan Feng's words caused her great critical damage. She had not recovered until the visiting time was over, and had no time to go and see Ying Xing.
Hundreds of years later, they never met again.
Even though Ying Xing probably had no idea what was going on in her mind, he would never complain about his friend because of it.
Only she knew all this, and it was Cheng An who couldn't get over it. This vague guilt had been bothering her for a long time, and it wasn't obvious on weekdays, but once she thought about it, she would always sigh.
To the point that Cheng An felt a little weak when talking to him now.
She felt that although she cared about Ying Xing subjectively, her objective behavior at the critical moment could hardly be considered that of a qualified friend.
Now he was willing to get involved in her mess that she didn't even understand, which made Cheng An's guilt, which had not completely subsided, surge up again.
Therefore, although she nodded, she still gave a few reminders in the end: "Brother Blade, my problem is very complicated. It involves time, space, different powers and even different worlds."
"I have been looking for answers to these questions for a long time and have come up against a wall everywhere. It is clear that this is not an easy matter. You could have just left this mess alone."
Ren raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard that the kid who used to stay in bed even when practicing sword in the morning in Jingliu's words was now talking to him about his problems so seriously, with a hint of concern in his words as if he didn't want to drag anyone into trouble.
Is this growing up and maturing?
Or is it because we haven’t seen each other for too long and we are unfamiliar with each other?
Is this the same person who bought someone a Star Raft because she didn't want to drive it and asked the person to take her directly?
"Why, have we become so distant that I can't listen to you?" he asked.
"That's not what I meant!" Cheng An quickly waved her hands to deny, "I'm just afraid that you'll be involved and in danger." After all, she had already neglected Ying Xing's disaster once, and she couldn't let Ren Ye suffer another misfortune in front of her.
"You're still going there alone when there's danger? Didn't Jingliu teach you to handle things on your own?" The man's voice was emotionless, but his eyes narrowed, making him look a bit like an elder.
Cheng An didn't know what to say. In Ren's eyes, she was an old friend and so he couldn't ignore her. That was all.
"Okay." She finally compromised and decided not to talk about her own entanglements and affect other people's mood.
The girl looked back at Kafka and made up her mind, "Let's say it here, Brother Ren is a friend." She couldn't do anything that would make this person feel that she didn't consider him a friend.
Otherwise, she would really hurt people both secretly and openly. She had never been so unkind to her relatives and friends in her life. It really tested her conscience.
The elegant woman curled her eyes and said, "Okay, as you wish."
"First of all, the matter about the music box is very simple, because Elio gave it to me and asked me to give it to you. He said that this thing can truly play its value in your hands, and it can also meet its end in your hands."
"And this ending is a good thing in Elio's opinion."
Cheng An: "But...I haven't seen it since I was in Yalilo. Is this the end?"
Kafka shook her head, "Of course not, so I brought it back to you."
As she spoke, she took out the music box from somewhere. The red box with gilded patterns and the white hands should have been a pleasing combination, but Cheng An's expression suddenly became as sad as if he had lost his parents.
She looked down at the box, then looked up at Kafka's eyes, and repeated this three times before she was finally sure that the other party was not joking.
"Do you know what this box did to me?" The girl had a face full of bitterness and resentment, and didn't want to take the thing at all.
Ren looked at Cheng An's strange expression and frowned, "Isn't this your magic weapon?"
“It used to be. But it is actually conscious and can talk to me, but its words are very unpleasant to the ear.”
The girl had a complicated expression on her face. "It used to force me to trade with it by giving me a sweet date in exchange for a beating. I did gain initial strength from it, but gradually, I realized that it was a time bomb. I've fallen into its trap two or three times."
"This is really not an easy task."
The man's eyes showed scrutiny and condemnation. "'Forced transaction', 'original power', but you never told us about it back then."
"I couldn't say it at the beginning. It hit me with a stick first, and then asked me if I wanted sweet dates. If I didn't, I couldn't survive. Of course I couldn't get hit in vain." Cheng An's tone was full of grievance.
"I had nothing at the time. I was in a foreign country without even a single relative. If I had no power or strength, Master Jingliu would have sent me to the Prison on my first day in Luofu, and I wouldn't have had the chance to meet you all."
"Even if we are familiar with each other, it's useless to tell you. I have to rely on that little strength to survive. Once I get on this pirate ship, I can't get off. Telling you will just make you worry more. Why bother?"
She had been holding these words in for a long time. Since coming to this world, Cheng An had never told anyone about her difficulties. Now that she finally had the chance, she opened her mouth and poured out her grievances.
The more Ren listened, the worse his expression became. The girl noticed this and quickly shut up.
"Brother Ren, I have my own power now, and I won't be threatened by it anymore. Don't make that expression, it makes me feel bad." I told him to stay away, and now you're unhappy again, right?
Don't let me hear that the evil spirit has committed a crime again, otherwise she will be guilty of a heinous crime, although it doesn't seem to be that serious at the moment.
"Okay, okay, let's stop here." Cheng An saw that his consolation was of little use, so he cut his losses in time. "You said it would end in my hands, but did Elio say how it would end?"
She threw the conversation back to Kafka, but this time she shook her head. "No. Perhaps this is a question for you to explore."
Cheng An: "...What a cruel heart."
She looked at the smooth surface of the box, which was still as smooth as new. It had gone through many battles without even a scratch. It was obvious that this would be a very stressful task.
"Will the power of time and space in this thing still take me around?" This is her biggest fear about this box now.
Hearing this, Kafka suddenly revealed a deep smile, "It actually depends on you."
The girl was expecting her to continue, but she didn't expect Kafka to stop there. The expression on her face changed from expectation to confusion, and finally to a hideous look.
Why are you a riddler again?