If The Moon Can Be Counted As A Star - Chapter 28

Yes, it was the truth. She has been living in the Freis Residence for roughly a month now. The things she have done was just going outside the room, lifeless. Then she goes back inside after eight to fifteen seconds.

There was no point in attending school, doing jobs and even the gaming world. She resigned her odds.

“Xiao Mei, I know you wished to end yourself one day so I want you to come with me and see what you needed to learn for you to grow.” Doctor Frei explained even if she was not in the personality to pay attention.

“I am hungry for her soul, can we just eat that human ?” A unfamiliar voice mumbled. Where was she? Right, the Freis Residence. They use a uncommon name, ‘Moon Goddess’ , ‘Sun God’ and such.

Imagining about it again just made her clutched a hand over her mouth. It got her sick, even focusing on taking slow, even breaths it was formidable.

The last time that she felt bad like this was when her father left them. And that was December 24 at 12:00. Precisely at Midnight, the first one second of 25th in December. She might have forgot the righteous memories of her childhood connected to the wolves.

She was not glad that the human-elf, Elxidor brought about her former remembrance when she was six. Then they told her to rest. No one dared to kill her, for whatever reason it may be due to that light she saw inside her sight.

Well, after that night, she did not set a foot on the stairs. She even sworn that never trust anybody. Seclusion.

Because of them, she became like this.

Because of them, she lost her mother.

But generally, because of her. . .

She died.

“Shut it up you insignificant chatty gnome!” Doctor Gmeis cautioned its phrase with domination.

Xiao Mei Zhi tap a hand on the side table of her bed, she touch the digital clock, dodging with a glint to lift her head up by defying her throbbing head. They were so loud outside.

A average cactus covered the lantern hanging overhead. Brightening her room a limitedly. With the walls painted gray as if she was floating around with dark clouds.

How the hell did she end up seeing it now?

“Tiny Cactus, open the door now. I know you need to unlock it.”

Prompt her then. . What was there to see from the open world? She closed her eyes and tried to calm her raising heartbeat down. ‘I am sorry mother. I know I messed up bad. I should not. . should not have left you fighting those man alone. .’

She remembered then, how her emotions flowed when she saw her mother get home drunk, and how she would say words to her.

“What have I done to myself, mother? . .”

She flinched as her voice imitated throughout her spacious room. Nothing particular was about to happen if she would not give herself a trial.

‘Go, open the door. Let yourself try. No harm shall be done.’

That was the tip of her reason.

She push the tangled layers away on her bed, moving her legs to the edge before her toes touch on the cold, white carpet.

“Stop!”