"Irene told me everything about your whereabouts." Medavley continued, but her tone didn't change at all, and she didn't stop working.

Anastasia's expression froze for a moment: "Well, I don't want Lily to know."

Maybe she was being affectionate, but she didn't want Lily to worry about her.

"En." Meda Fuli responded softly, and continued to make the clothes in her hand.

Anastasia lowered her head in frustration.

Is her appearance really superfluous to this family... It really is self-indulgent.

The air became quiet again, and the two of them didn't speak again until Medavli stopped what she was doing.

"Go home." She folded the clothes in her hands and said.

Not sure if it was talking to herself or something else, but Anastasia preferred to believe it was talking to her.

"Well, good." She followed behind Meda Fuli.

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It's such a peaceful time again.

Anastasia sat quietly on the sofa, watching Yimi grab the 100 million cat food.

Everyone returned to their rooms, only she sat here quietly.

Although there is no need to sleep at night, night is the only time for everyone to do their own private things.

Irene went to sleep with little Mill, Nora should be writing her novel, Lily, what are you doing?Probably still making clothes for Mir.

There doesn't seem to be a place for her in this home... no matter from which angle.

Lily has become too much...but she's doing well and that's enough.

As for her...

Anastasia walked to Yimi and the others, moved the two white-haired animals away, then reached out and stuffed a handful of the cat food that the two white-haired animals were fighting for into her mouth.

After finishing the immoral thing, she pushed open the door under the messy expressions of the two white hairs, walked out, and then closed the door.

She felt that she should go to understand the world first, and then she would be eligible to come back, or never come back and get involved in this already harmonious family.

This seems to be an escape again...

She turned her head and glanced at the door that was closed by herself. She didn't know why she turned her head back, was it because of reluctance, or was she expecting someone to keep her?

The door was closed tightly, and no one pushed it to get out, and neither did the cat watching her go.

Anastasia turned her head back and walked on.

That's right, how could someone keep her?Even if it does, it's probably just a courtesy...

"Where are you going?" The cold voice chilled the surrounding air a bit, and at the same time chilled Anastasia's heart, causing her calves to tremble twice.

There seemed to be a little anger in this cold mood.

Anastasia's heart suddenly flustered, but she was more happy.

"Lily..." She turned her head and saw Maedavli standing behind her, face to face.

But there was no such kissing scene as in the TV series.

"Snapped!"

A slap hit her on the face, making a slap mark directly.

Anastasia covered her face, a little dazed.

This time, it was the same force as the one she was beaten when she just came here.

Meda Fuli took two steps back, folded her hands on her shoulders and said expressionlessly: "Is that so... you still want to leave without saying anything like last time, right?"

Anastasia covered her face: "No, Lily..."

He punched her in the stomach again, mercilessly, causing her to crash through the wall.

Anastasia knelt down, not daring to fight back.

Although this blow did not cause too much damage to the environment, it was really ruthless.

Anastasia looked up at Maedavelli's face.

Very gloomy expression.

"Then break your leg so you can't go anywhere."

End of this chapter

Outside the door of Meda Fuli's house, the crackling sound lasted for about an hour. Even though Meda Fuli deliberately restrained herself from destroying the building, the sonic boom produced by punches to the flesh and the air still made quite a sound.

But none of the family members came out to check.

Nora in the room blocked her ears and wrote the novel in her hand with a pen, pretending not to know what happened outside.And Irene closed her eyes and covered the ears of her sleeping daughter.

Anastasia crawled on the ground in embarrassment, motionless, her body covered with frost.

The bloody appearance is very scary, combined with the frost on the body, it looks like a corpse thrown out in the wilderness in winter, it is extremely embarrassing.

But in fact, apart from the pain, the injury was not that big, and most of the pain was concentrated on her legs. Just like Medavley said, she wanted to break the opponent's legs.

Anastasia didn't dare to resist, didn't dare to defend, let alone fight back.

Even if she is much stronger than the other party.

Although she was beaten hard, Anastasia was very happy in her heart, not because she was m, but because...

Lily wants her to stay!

Although she really doesn't care about her existence these days, and there is nothing related to her at home, Lily wants her to stay... right?

Great... Lily is angry, angry for her.

"Papa." Medafull, who has always been elegant and never made any indecent movements, snapped her fingers, then turned and walked towards the door, as if she no longer obstructed Anastasia, she just came out to vent double.

Anastasia lay motionless on the ground.

Medavley paused for a moment, then turned back again, stared at Anastasia lying on the ground, and said in a cold voice:

"Get your stuff and get out, don't take up space in my house."

"Wow!"

A box was placed in front of Anastasia, and then Maedavli turned and left again, this time without looking back.

The ruthless voice made Anastasia's heart chill, and she continued to lie on the ground, thinking about something in her heart.

Does her current behavior remind Lily of the past?

Back then, when Lily was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, she kissed her on the cheek and walked out of the house without leaving any note, because she didn't think she would fail and wanted to come back to surprise Lily.

Just like what I used to do when teasing Lily, I deliberately pretended to be missing, and finally appeared suddenly when the other party was anxious to cry.

But the interval between these sudden appearances was quite long, so long that Lily would not cry out anxiously because she was worried about her.

Did Lily cry for her during this time?Are you worried about her?Are you cruel to her?

There must be all of these, but she felt the caring to the flesh.

After a while, she stood up, staring blankly at the box left by Medavli.

The things in it seemed familiar to her, and she seemed to be able to recall some forgotten things.

The things that she can recognize are naturally 2 years ago, but these things are clean and there is no dust at all.

She stretched out her hand and couldn't help flipping through the contents, trying to recall what she had forgotten.

On the top is a photo album that looks exactly the same as the previous one. When you open this photo album, the first picture that appears is a photo of her when she was a girl, then a photo with Lily, and the extra photo of Xiao Ai A group photo of Lin, the image of her hugging little Irene...

This is what she thought Lily had thrown away, or was burned by little Irene, and it was kept intact.

Putting the photo album down carefully, Anastasia looked at the other things in the box again.

There are the wigs she wore when she was young to experience long hair but she didn’t want to grow them, the gentleman’s cane she used, and even the wreath she used to weave for Lily with coriander, all of which have been carefully preserved by magic.

These seem to be precious memories, but she can't remember them clearly.

It turned out that these things have been well preserved.

At the bottom of the box is a folded piece of clothing, if you don't look through it carefully, you won't notice it.

Unfolding the clothes, Anastasia was stunned again.

This dress was the one Lily had seen making with a needle and thread on the tower before, but she didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking it was made for Little Mill.

There are inconspicuous but very delicate lines on it, stitched up one by one, and the busy work of a day or two is basically impossible to complete. This is a different concept from making clothes for Xiao Mier. After all, Xiao Mier is small. The clothes made by the little guy require more needles and thread to sew cartoon patterns, but in terms of difficulty, the one in Anastasia's hand is even more difficult.

The styles were from her time, unisex and were... her favorite types.

The size fits well, although Anastasia's figure has not changed much, although she has matured a bit.

There is even a blindfold in the pocket of the clothes, with a cute little skull tattooed on it...

Used to cover her blind eye that once frightened children.

It was packed together with the blindfold, and there was also a key, which belonged to a certain room in this house.

Although it wasn't Maedavli's own room, it was obvious that this home already had a place that could accommodate her.

Tears flowed from Anna's eyes and wet her face. She took away the dress Lily made for her, because she didn't want to let her tears stain this beautiful thing.

Unbelievably choked up, his nose was very sore, but he was not ashamed at all.

Lily, I have always cared about her.

Why?Obviously I didn't do useful things for my family, and obviously I didn't leave warm memories for them...

Holding the box in her hand, she turned around and dragged her painful body back to the door.

It is not the scenery of the world that enables her to persist in loneliness for tens of thousands of years, only her family, because only family can bring her the warmth she has now.

Lily is still Lily, she just...becomes bad at expressing herself.

Integrating into this family is what she wants to do the most. No matter how big the changes outside are and how curious the style is, it can only be seen with the permission of Lily as a family member.

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