Even a walking corpse can be a beacon of hope for someone drowning in despair.
"If one day, I become like Nora, you..."
"You won't become like that!" Wesley said in a deep voice, his sharp eyes seemingly piercing through her. That look made her heart waver slightly, and her words were caught in her throat by Wesley.
Xiao Qiao said, "Why not? Nora is a half-finished product, and so am I. I'm just luckier than her. For years, Xiaojiu has been guiding me positively, suppressing the changes in my body. That's why I haven't turned into something neither human nor ghost. They are failed experiments, and so am I."
She didn't know when she would become like that, she just didn't know it yet.
But she always felt that one day, that would be her fate, too.
Everything has a destined outcome.
Wesley gripped her hand, the force almost enough to break her bones. Xiao Qiao's gaze was calm, "Wesley, I've actually been prepared all along. I've always known that's my fate."
