Initially, Chen also believed this, thinking that after becoming a demon, she would meet a powerful master to help her, and all demons would surely like and even assist her.
Who would have thought that reality would involve meeting Piao and then experiencing a demon life entirely different from her imagination?
After ten years, she felt she had lived a humble existence.
"I was like that too," she said empathetically. "At first, I also thought people would yield to me, but after actually coming out, I realized... it wasn't like that."
"Were you also abandoned?" Xiao Zeng asked tentatively.
Chen replied, "I've never met my own kin, so how can I say I was abandoned? From the moment I came into this world, I began to experience different treatments. From the start, I was destined to be a failure of a... person."
Xiao Zeng: "....."
Chen glanced at the silent Xiao Zeng and smiled. "Everyone has a different life, but I think you are luckier than me. At least someone pays attention to you."
Xiao Zeng asked, "Does no one pay attention to you?"
People? What person dared to pay attention to a demon? From birth to death, she was destined to be alone, without a true friend. Although A Xia treated her well, she knew... A Xia did not genuinely care for her. There were many things she could sense.
She just didn't say them.
"It can only be said that very few people pay attention to me."
"Then you are truly pitiful," Xiao Zeng said, suddenly feeling less pitiful himself because he could at least distinguish between good and bad times.
"I am not pitiful."
"You're still not pitiful? I feel you are incredibly lonely. As for me, at least others pay attention to me. You... as a girl, you had nowhere to live at night, wandering in the forest. If it weren't for Brother Feng finding you, you would surely have met a terrible fate," Xiao Zeng said earnestly.
Chen listened to Xiao Zeng's feigned mature tone and looked at his serious expression, then she smiled.
Seeing Chen smile, Xiao Zeng didn't know what else to say. "....."
"You two seem very happy together!"
At the sound, both Xiao Zeng and Chen turned their heads to look at Lin Yan, who had stopped at the entrance of the dilapidated temple.
Chen said, "Why did you come out? Go inside."
"My clothes are wet," Lin Yan said, holding his wet clothes and limping as he crossed the threshold, walking slowly down the steps towards the clothes rack.
At this moment, seeing Lin Yan like this, Chen couldn't help but feel he was quite pitiful.
"Stop, I'll do it," she said, standing up and walking in front of Lin Yan, taking his clothes. "Go rest."
Xiao Zeng, however, looked at Chen's actions with surprise, then thought about the posture she had been in when talking to him, wondering, "Her legs aren't numb after squatting for so long?" With that thought, he stood up.
Immediately, Lin Yan turned to look at Xiao Zeng and asked, "Are you really angry?"
"No," Xiao Zeng dodged his gaze. "You go inside and rest."
Lin Yan shamelessly reached out his hand, "Come and help me."
While hanging the clothes, Chen glanced back at Lin Yan and said, "You are truly being dramatic."
"I am being dramatic," Lin Yan said, still extending his arm towards Xiao Zeng.
Xiao Zeng curled his lips, thinking about his future life, he reluctantly compromised and stepped forward, taking Lin Yan's arm. "I'll help you back."
"I've been thinking," Lin Yan lowered his head and looked at the arm Xiao Zeng was holding, then said, "Later, you go buy me some pastries, and I'll give you travel expenses. What do you say?"
"Really?" Xiao Zeng was excited.
Lin Yan said, "Why would I lie to you? Giving you labor fees is better than watching you steal."