Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1651 - 93: Light and Eclipse

『When have you ever felt』

『So isolated and helpless』

『This is not reality』

『Like light and eclipse』

『Facing the moon with the sun』

『Struggling amidst love and hate』

『Trying to grasp what you desire』

『Gains and losses swirl in the mind』

『Lost in the gloom』

『How did it come to this』

『Can we meet again?』

『Stars shatter and scatter in the Milky Way』

『Gazing at the starry sky, what do you seek』

『If it were you, how would you face such madness?』

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Past memories flash by rapidly, frames of moments appear, the entire life's memories swiftly rewind, from now, to university, high school, junior high, primary school, kindergarten... rotating like a beautiful lantern show.

'It's said that when someone is near death, the brain recalls all past memories to seek a way to save oneself.'

'Is that true, Mom?' A young Tilan lay beside Gu Yongrong, curiously asking with wide eyes.

'Maybe it's true, after all, it'd be too sad if it just ended like that.'

'Ended? What does end mean, Mom?'

'End…' The young mother showed an intrigued expression, turning little Tilan towards her.

'Look, your hair has grown to your shoulders now, if you let it loose it'll be quite messy, right?'

'Binding the mess of hair with a fine band and rope, that's an end.'

'All the hair converges and is gathered here, then extends out again.'

'Then I'll have an end~ Isn't this more impressive than my sister, she never ties her hair.' Tilan raised her little hand excitedly.

'Ah, indeed.' Watching the happy Tilan, Gu Yongrong lovingly picked her up.

...

In the quiet training ground, two figures crossed back and forth, arcs of swords flashing, occasionally striking sparks with a slicing sound.

Minutes later, the two returned to their positions, standing opposite, their similar features illuminated by the dim light.

'Now, your swordsmanship is even stronger than mine.' Gu Yongrong pressed two fingers on her hand's back, stopping the trickling blood.

'Doesn't count, Mom.' Temisia sheathed her sword, pride and joy shining in her violet eyes.

'That is a fact.' She lightly shook her head, then raised her gaze to Temisia.

'Is there something on your mind?' Noticing her mother's eyes, she couldn't help but ask.

'Soon, it will be Tilan's birthday; remember to get her a gift.'

'Why should I get her one? Even though I'm also your daughter, it seems she always gets the affection.' Temisia pouted.

'Because you're the elder sister; if I use this as the reason, you might be unhappy.' Gu Yongrong cleaned the blood from her hand.

'Then here's another reason: she's always chasing you, wanting your recognition. You're both my children, but the external evaluation differs greatly, which makes her sad, self-doubting, and upset.'

'Is that so.' Hearing this, Temisia was thoughtful.

'I understand now, don't worry, I'll prepare a birthday gift Tilan will like.'

'After all, I am a good sister~'

...

In the cold and long night, a small figure stood amid many adults on the street, waiting for the traffic light.

She was not tall, carrying a bag for storing books by herself, her face hidden by a scarf.

The speeding underground train roared by, lifting instant lights, reflecting her gray hair and black eyes.

After the fleeting lights flew by, everything returned to silence, the dark passageway ahead opened, permitting entry.

The crowd beside her started moving, the jostling and collisions nearly made her fall several times, but few in the crowd noticed little her.

At long last, she returned to her door, a faint smile surfacing on her face, yet as the door opened, the smile swiftly vanished.

Home was very quiet, so quiet only her slight breathing could be heard.

Right, she was alone now.

Mother and sister had departed from this world, father abandoned her too, choosing to leave.

She no longer had anyone to confide in and rely on; everything in the future would be borne by her.

'What would you do, Tilan.' She silently asked herself.

The once tiny fingers now able to grasp the school-issued training sword, she who once couldn't do anything now taking good care of herself.

'Even if everything is gone, I will live well.' The eyes in the dark grew determined. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

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'Tilan, what kind of person do you want to become when you grow up?'

'Someone strong, resolute, and amazing.' The little girl counted with her fingers.

'Why choose these?' Mother's figure in memory was dim and blurred.

'Because I want to be like my sister, become impressive and envied by everyone.'

'But that's Temisia's pursuit, you don't have to become like her; I want to know what you truly love and like, Tilan.'

'Me?'

'I don't know.' The girl's voice showed some unease.

'Then carefully recall, think about when you feel genuine joy from the bottom of your heart, without any reason.' That gentle voice guided again.

Frames of countless times flashed by, continually showing.

'I want to be a gentle person like Mom.'

'Why choose this?' The hand slowly caressed the top of the girl's head.

'Because, because it would be happy that way.'

'I can't surpass others; if I'm kinder to others, maybe they'll treat me the same.' The girl said hesitantly.