The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Today, Nan Zhiyi and the others did not join the dance party, but sat quietly in the corner showing off their delicious desserts.

"Can I ask you to dance?"

Nan Zhiyi looked up at the Snow Princess in front of her with long snow-white hair, a snow crown on her head, and a sky blue dress, and fell into deep thought.

No, how come this fairytale town is so chaotic? There are princesses and princes everywhere.

"I'm sorry, I didn't feel like dancing. Although it's a bit rude, I think Your Highness the Princess won't mind, right?"

Nan Zhiyi said while holding the doll with her eyes slightly lowered, and tightened her grip on his hand that was holding onto her sleeve.

The wood becomes much rounder after polishing and looks like a fine work of art.

She was wearing a gorgeous and exquisite dark blue dress with lace trim on the sleeves, a pigeon egg-sized sapphire necklace around her neck, and silver glasses with a chain.

If you don't pay close attention, you might think he is a little prince from some country.

"Of course." The Ice Princess smiled gracefully and changed the subject, "But I want to invite this little prince, is that okay?"

Nan Zhiyi lowered his head and looked at him, and at this moment Song Huaixi looked up at him in confusion.

The moment their eyes met, they both turned their heads away in tacit understanding.

"Of course, I'm very happy to receive your invitation, Your Highness the Princess." Song Huaixi stood up politely and saluted her gracefully.

The two of them danced hand in hand towards the one in the middle of the dance floor.

Nan Zhiyi frowned slightly, and followed Song Huaixi as he entered the mixed dance hall.

Qi Xiu, who was wearing an apricot-colored dress, had just finished dancing. She pulled out a stool, sat down next to him, and watched him eat the cake by himself.

"What's the matter? Your precious doll was kidnapped? Why are you so depressed here?" Qi Xiu raised his eyebrows and teased, with a gloating smile on his face.

"..." Nan Zhiyi looked back at his dishonest appearance and suddenly felt that he deserved a beating.

"Little guy, why do you have to follow them like a dog? You can have your own life!" The Snow Queen looked at Song Huaixi who was around her waist and spun around.

"Dog, who defines this, you? Or them?

I don't think of myself as a dog, and I don't need to follow your rules." Song Huaixi said, as he was about to let go of her hand and leave the dance hall.

The Ice Princess grabbed him fiercely, with a fierce look in her eyes, "Are you willing to be forever trapped in the fairy tale world and manipulated by them? To always run towards the predetermined ending?"

“Change is painful, it comes with pain and blood.

If they are not forced to do so, I think no one is willing to leave their comfort zone, and I am the same." Song Huaixi said and danced with her again.

“But if you make the wrong choice, what you think is heaven may be an even more terrifying abyss.

If even the people closest to you cannot be trusted, then what else in this world can be trusted?"

"I hope you don't regret your choice today. If you regret it, you can come to us." The Snow Queen said, ending the dance.

"Of course, I'll say the same thing to you." Song Huaixi took a snowflake handed over by the Snow Princess and gave him a piece of wood in return. There were golden textures flowing on it, shining with golden light.

Her pupils moved slightly, she took the things, and separated from him on the dance floor, blending into the crowd.

The soldier who had been hiding in the dark and searching found the target and walked in the direction she left.

"Dear guest, a group of strange dark wizards have appeared here. Please do not believe their words or you will be misled."

"Of course." Song Huaixi replied politely with a smile to the soldier who kindly reminded him.

Qi Xiu watched him sit down, and curiously walked up to him and asked, "What did you say?"

Song Huaixi looked at Nan Zhiyi, poured him a cup of coffee, and replied casually, "She said you don't look like a good person and asked me to stay away from you."

"Me?" Qi Xiu pointed at himself in confusion. "I didn't provoke her, so why is she suddenly plotting against me behind my back?"

"Okay, I really want to take a look at your heart, but I'm doing it for academic research!" Qi Xiu defended himself weakly.

Nan Zhiyi took the coffee he handed over and drank it, her eyes always on him, never looking away.

Song Huaixi felt a little guilty when he was seen by him. He turned his head 360 degrees, then thought of something and turned around again, with his back to Nan Zhiyi.

I suddenly felt like I was caught cheating. What was going on?

Song Huaixi rubbed the snowflakes with his fingertips, thinking secretly, and then put it away.

This time, the prince seemed to be instructed by a master. He smeared a layer of sticky liquid on the ground and successfully left behind a crystal shoe of Cinderella.

The story was forcibly changed. The soldiers in the castle screamed and turned into ashes. It is estimated that new soldiers will be refreshed tomorrow, but it is hard to say whether they will be the same people today.

The people in the dance floor all looked unhappy when they saw this scene.

I don't know whether I was blaming myself or worrying that my fate would be the same as those soldiers, and that one day I would disappear silently because of someone's self-righteous cleverness.

Active change is called choice, and passive change is also called playing badly.

Some people are unwilling to be bound by fate and choose to change, while others choose to give up even though they know that they are bound by fate.

No one's choice is nobler or more correct than anyone else's; everything is just based on the maximization of one's own interests!

"It's time to go." Nan Zhiyi stood up, took Song Huaixi's hand, and left the dance party on the flying ashes.

"Will we be like this one day?" Song Huaixi asked thoughtfully, looking at him with worry.

"The power of rules cannot be shaken, but if you are strong enough, you don't have to care about it." Nan Zhiyi said indifferently.

Song Huaixi held his hand tightly and said solemnly, "Then I must become that powerful."

If he had previously thought that the gap between them was not that big, his consciousness had been further awakened since he had absorbed part of the power of the Mechanical Heart.

He also deeply realized that the gap between the two of them was as insurmountable as a divine punishment.

He didn't want to be a canary protected in a cage forever, he wanted to be the Dapeng in the oriental mythology and stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Okay, I'll help you." Nan Zhiyi looked at him lovingly and said.

At this time, the hungry couple, who had been hungry all day, said goodbye to the empty streets, returned to the attic in despair, and climbed to the second floor.

He searched carefully for food in every room, while being careful not to make any noise and disturb the owner in the master bedroom.

Unfortunately, there was no substantial progress after searching around, so they had no choice but to focus their attention on the attic on the third floor.

You swallowed and looked at me, I looked at you, and no one dared to act rashly.

The dark door was covered with yellow talisman papers, which rustled in the night wind. No one knew what was inside, and not a single sound was heard.

"You going?" the man asked tentatively. The usually bold woman was so scared that she shrank behind him with a pale face and shook her head. "No, I'm scared."

"It's okay, just watch and scare people, otherwise if we don't eat, we will die of hunger.

The night is still long. Without enough energy, it will be hard for us to make it to tomorrow." The man persuaded.

The woman looked at the attic, which looked very strange at first glance, and refused to go in no matter what. She quarreled with him angrily, ran back to her room and closed the door.

Girls are just timid. No matter how brave they are in normal times, once they encounter real trouble, they will just hide behind a man.

The man thought with some sarcasm as he looked at the strange door and pushed it open a crack nonchalantly. Brilliant golden light and an enchanting and delicious aroma shone through it.

No wonder the owner of the house didn't want us to come here and made him sound mysterious and dangerous. It seems like he wanted to hide his own treasure!

"What are you doing here?" Nan Zhiyi held a white candle and shouted at him expressionlessly, "Didn't I tell you not to come up here?"

The man was frightened by the sudden appearance of Nan Zhiyi. He closed the door in an attempt to cover up his mistake and ran downstairs in panic.

Nan Zhiyi made sure that nothing inside had escaped, and then slowly walked down to the second floor.

With a creak, the door suddenly opened automatically, revealing a gap, and a pair of red eyes looked out through the gap.