Xiao Qinxian looked like she had just emerged from the deep sea. Her entire body was soaked in sweat. Her mushroom-shaped hair had lost its fluffiness and stuck to her head wetly.
Although he had left the old lady, that terrifying red eye seemed to be stuck on Xiao Qinxian and could not be shaken off.
The taxi for the return trip started slowly. Xiao Qinxian sat in the back seat by the window, leaning slumpedly on Owen Wei beside her because of exhaustion.
Owen Wei could only support her vaguely and let her lean his body against him.
"I was born with a weak horoscope. I was often possessed by things when I was a child. My family often invited a fortune teller to come and see me. The fortune teller said that my bones were too light and I was easily possessed by things." Xiao Qinxian stared blankly at the unfamiliar street scene outside the window. "I got better after I grew up. Nothing bad happened. But because I was afraid of this, I often wore things to ward off evil spirits."
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