Chapter 1130 Dark Cinderella
Shi Li didn't know why, but for a moment her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it seemed as if it wouldn't even beat.
He opened the door and rushed out like a gust of wind, ran to the garden, squatted down, and carefully held the little sparrow in the palm of his hand.
The small body still has some residual warmth.
We had only been together for less than a day, and he died like this. It would be better if he had not been brought back by her. What difference does it make if he died yesterday or today?
The more Shi Li thought about it, the sadder she became. Tears unconsciously fell from her eyes and landed on the little sparrow's feathers with a plop.
The water droplets fell to the ground again along the sparrow's oily feathers.
"My sister is crying..."
Shi Li reached out and touched her eyes, muttering stubbornly, even with her hometown accent coming out.
The comments were also very quiet, and for a moment I didn’t know how to comfort her.
The time-traveling anchor in that world is like a wandering soul, and it is difficult to have a sense of belonging. Shi Li rescued the little sparrow and placed her feelings on it, but the result...
[Anchor! Don't cry yet, it seems to be moving! ]
[It moved! It really moved! ]
[Wow wow wow~~~]
The barrage of comments suddenly became heated. Shi Li was stunned for a moment, then he wiped his eyes and looked carefully.
The little sparrow lying in her palm actually moved, opened its eyes, and chirped at her weakly.
She almost cried for joy, and lowered her head and gently pressed her cheek against the little sparrow's feathers.
“That’s great… That’s great…”
After making sure the little sparrow was okay, Shi Li carefully carried it back to the room. This time, she simply placed its nest next to her pillow.
"Just stay here and I will avenge you." Shi Li gently touched the little sparrow's head, with determination on her face.
After saying that, she walked out of the room and started looking for Serin.
She probably guessed that Shi Li would come after her, so after picking out the necklace, she quickly ran back to her room and locked the door from the inside.
Shi Li knocked on the door several times, but the person inside showed no intention of opening the door and didn't even dare to say a word.
But if she thought she could get away with it, she was wrong.
Shi Li sneered at the door, took a deep breath, raised her voice and said, "Selin, I'll count to three. If you don't open the door, I'll use a pair of scissors to cut all the clothes you hung outside into pieces!"
The maid had just washed the clothes for the masters this morning, and now they were all hanging on the clothesline outside, including a skirt that Celine liked very much.
"1...2..."
Shi Li had just counted to two when the door in front of her opened. Serin looked at her fiercely, "What do you want to do..."
"Snapped!"
She had only said half of her words when she was slapped hard in the face, knocking her unconscious.
Shi Li shook his wrist and looked at her with his chin raised. "If you dare to enter my room again, I will cut off everything you have and throw it away. If you don't believe me, just try it yourself."
I have to say, slapping someone in the face is the most satisfying thing at times like this.
Serin finally reacted, covering half of her burning cheek and making a sharp explosion.
But she didn't dare to fight back. She just felt that Shi Li's eyes were too scary, as if he was going to cut her instead of her clothes.
Finally, she ran downstairs to find her mother, howling, "Mom! Mom! Mom!"
The mother who was drinking tea in the living room had actually heard the noise a long time ago, but didn't want to pay any attention to it. Shi Li also knew this, so she was not worried about Serin's complaint at all. Instead, she rubbed her red hands and walked slowly back to her room.
This feeling of beating someone was inexplicably familiar, but she couldn't remember who she had beaten before.
I have to say, it’s really enjoyable!
No one noticed that Cindy had been standing silently at a corner of the corridor, seeing and hearing everything.