These past few days.
In daylight, she would disguise herself well, open the door of her house, face the sunlight, work on her crafts, and earn a meager income.
At night, sitting on the edge of her bed, she would have quiet conversations with Miss Monster in the shadows…
However, Miss Monster in the shadows had never replied.
At most, the shadow would ripple slightly.
But for Miaomiao, this was already a matter of great joy.
And every night, after cleaning her face and loosening the bandages that bound her chest, preparing to sleep, she would silently pray to the moon: "Can I meet Mr. Devil tonight?"
Is Mr. Devil doing well on his end?
Did he manage to save the person I wanted to save?
And tonight… was the same.
After her prayers, Miaomiao dressed for bed and slowly dozed off into a hopeful slumber...
Until...
"You're sleeping so soundly, aren't you?"
Hearing the raspy, deep voice ringing in her ears, Miaomiao slowly awoke from her dreams.