Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 359: Same Heart, Different Paths (Thirty)

She came next door and knocked.

Qu Yongxi opened the door just like he did a few days ago. Seeing that she was still wearing an apron, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Sister can cook?"

"Today's is curry beef rice." Fu Cangzhao didn't understand why he felt guilty when he saw Qu Yongxi. He subconsciously dodged his gaze to avoid contact with him.

"Whatever my sister cooks will taste delicious. Let's go to your house!" Qu Yongxi smiled and rubbed Fu Cangzhao's head, pinched the latter's still tender cheek, took the initiative to put his arm around her shoulders, and walked towards the next room.

Fu Cangzhao walked awkwardly next to Qu Yongxi, half actively and half passively. He stepped over the threshold and came to the kitchen in a few steps. The two of them faced a pot of hot toppings and smelled a fragrant aroma.

On the other side, the rice cooker completed its task diligently and responsibly, automatically opening the lid according to the program set by Fu Cangzhao, and the aroma of rice was mixed into the fragrance that filled the kitchen.

"My training is over," Fu Cangzhao opened the dish rack, took out two oval porcelain plates and two sets of tableware, and said in a low voice, "I plan to visit every district later. Maybe... I won't be back for a long time."

"That's such a pity!" Qu Yongxi showed a look of regret, took the plate of rice from Fu Cangzhao, and skillfully poured some toppings on it.

Then, she carefully scooped a spoonful of rice dipped in toppings, blew a few times to make sure it wouldn't burn her mouth before eating it. As soon as she swallowed the food, she couldn't wait to praise, "Sister, you're a great cook!"

She seemed to remember something and continued, "Hey, if you don't leave, you can make lunch boxes for me and my colleagues every day. We can also arrange for creation points. It's difficult for outsiders to get creation points just now because they have just started living independently in the city. They said they will arrange for guides to help you get started..."

"Yeah, a friend told me." Fu Cangzhao replied casually.

Five years ago, a guide did teach her various life skills, but she was slow to adapt. She often got angry and threw everything around when she was halfway through learning. The guide was so annoyed that she applied to end the guidance early. The world was finally quiet, but she always felt that something was missing. Did she like others chattering in her ears? Like being cared about every aspect of her daily life? Like all the noise that would interfere with her thoughts?

But adhering to the "professional" qualities of a creator, Fu Cangzhao refused to admit this. Most creators like to be alone, unless they are with people who are highly compatible with them.

Still nothing happened.

Qu Yongxi occasionally tilted her head to observe the little expression on Fu Cangzhao's face, but couldn't tell what she wanted to read from it.

She said nothing, but poked the bottom of the bowl with a hint of annoyance. She had forgotten who the usher was five years ago.

As night fell, the two said goodbye to each other in silence. Fu Cangzhao blended into the night alone, walking aimlessly on the street.

When she reached a corner, she paused slightly, then quickly went into the dark alley next to it.

"Come out." She finally stopped and spoke softly to the air.

Everything was quiet except for the gentle breeze.

Fu Cangzhao lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I know you have been following me. Come out."

The surroundings were still quiet, but she could feel a murderous aura pointing towards the back of her neck.

To be honest, she was not good at dealing with opponents lurking in the dark, because she was the only one who lurked in the darkness. If it was someone else, she could only pull the opponent back into the light.

Take out the white card, engrave the pattern, and drive it, all in one go.

A flash bomb suddenly exploded in the dark alley, and the person hiding was obviously affected, and accidentally hit the wall while fleeing the scene. Fu Cangzhao was already prepared, using the pure white flame to protect his vision from the flash bomb, and quickly found the figure. Before she could escape, he grabbed her collar and pressed her against the wall, and his other hand went straight to her throat.

But just when her right hand was about to strangle her throat, she subconsciously withdrew her hand.

At such a close distance, it was impossible for her not to feel that the other person's neck was not intact and was only maintained by the illusion card.

When the light of the flash bomb faded, Fu Cangzhao's eyes softened suddenly, turning into the look of a wronged kitten, and the strength he used to clamp the opponent also lightened a little.

She lowered her head, and her expression changed several times.

How should we deal with this person? Kill him? Tie him up? Release him?

In the end, she just gently rested her head on the other's chest and whispered softly: "Mom..."

She recognized that the person in front of her was the one who adopted her five years ago.

The illusion used to maintain the normal functioning of the throat was like a sign, pointing directly to that already blurred memory.

The person who was pressed against the wall was startled. He had not yet recovered from the aftereffects of the flash bomb. He raised his hand and reached out twice, and felt a pair of trembling shoulders and a head with messy hair.

Her face was slightly chubby and very soft and elastic when pinched. I couldn't help but rub it a few more times.

It was such a familiar feeling, as if she had kneaded a child's face in the same way many years ago.

Until her eyes were finally able to see clearly, she was startled and quickly pushed the boy away. In the dim moonlight, she could see the dark blue hair without disguise, and the youthful face gradually overlapped with the portrait on the wanted poster.

"You are Fu Cangzhao." The killer tried her best to make her eyes look sharp, but how could she be so cruel as to face the child she had adopted five years ago?

In the moonlight, she saw the boy's face turn pale, his fists clenched, his dark eyes flooded with water, staring at her stubbornly, like a vigilant and aggrieved kitten.

"You're on the wanted list, does that mean my boss sent me to deal with my child?" The killer muttered to himself. Seeing Fu Cangzhao's affirmative lips, his eyes became as sharp as a knife. "I don't know who separated you and me five years ago, and five years later, we are killing each other again."

The killer came over, kissed Fu Cangzhao on both cheeks, and handed her a small box.

Fu Cangzhao called her softly, "Mom."

Even the voice was trembling unconsciously.

The killer wiped away the tears that had oozed out of her eyes with his thumb and said, "Good girl, wait for me to come back..."

Then he turned around and left.

"Oh, right," the killer paused as he remembered something, "it seems the mayor has been impeached. If you want to do anything, do it as quickly as possible."

After a long time, until his adoptive mother's breath completely disappeared, Fu Cangzhao covered his mouth, slowly sat down against the wall, and waited for the nausea feeling to disappear.

After a while, she was sure that the discomfort had completely disappeared and she finally relaxed.

But at this moment, a small amount of warmth surged out from her body without warning. She couldn't help but curse inwardly, and rushed into the public toilet on the side of the road in a panic, and hurriedly put on the built-in menstrual products.

Fortunately, I always have supplies on hand, otherwise I would have to go to the convenience store to steal some menstrual pads and disposable tampons.

Walking in the moonlight again, she felt a slight soreness in her waist, and a part of her body seemed to be always falling, which made her youthful face look more tired.

The next stop is Qiuxia District.

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