novelraw Chapter 70
Chapter 70
70: Can I Say I Want to Push Her Down?
"Dad! Mom! I'm back~"
The moment she entered the house, Amya couldn't wait to call out. Overwhelmed with excitement, she ran extremely fast. Her platinum blonde hair fluttered freely in the air, and her whole figure dashed into the inner room like a golden lightning bolt.
"Oh! My little angel is back? Have you had dinner yet? Mom just finished cooking. Do you want to have a little more?"
The moment she heard Amya's voice, a young woman wearing an apron immediately walked out of the kitchen with a joyful expression. The woman looked to be about thirty years old, and her gentle, kind face bore roughly a fifty percent resemblance to Amya. One couldn't help but think that if this woman were ten years younger, she would definitely be a stunning beauty. However, what was slightly regrettable was that despite being at an age where she should still be in the prime of her beauty, there were already some white strands at her temples.
This was Amya's biological mother from her past life, Lu Mengwen.
"Mom!"
Amya's eyes grew slightly red at the corners as she threw herself into her mother's embrace. This was a rare display of vulnerability from her since becoming an angel.
Although Mikali had agreed to her request to return to the mortal world to visit her parents at any time, as an angel, Amya had still spent most of the past two years in Heaven. Moreover, even counting her age from her previous life, Amya was only sixteen years old now. No matter how crafty her personality might be, at her core, she was still just an underage little girl.
Besides, compared to her sense of belonging toward angels, Amya actually still leaned more toward being human.
Coupled with her regret over her impulsive actions back then, Amya naturally placed even greater importance on her emotional bond with her parents.
"There, there~ My little angel, how does life at the new school feel? If there's anything you're not used to, just say the word. Your father and I will give the school feedback."
Lu Mengwen stroked Amya's head with a doting expression and led her by the hand into the living room. On the living room sofa, a middle-aged man with a head full of white hair was reading a newspaper with intense focus. When he saw Lu Mengwen leading Amya in, his originally slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and he spoke to Amya with a face full of smiles.
"Amya's back? Ah, good that you're back, good that you're back... I heard on the news that things haven't been very peaceful in Wangyou City these past couple of days. I was a bit worried about whether you, a girl living alone, might run into some danger."
"Don't worry, Dad. I am an angel, after all. It's very hard for dangers in the mortal world to hurt me."
Amya naturally knew what her dad meant by "not very peaceful." After all, the only big news in Wangyou City these past two days was the incident with that black-robed man. However, to prevent her parents from worrying, Amya hadn't explained the truth hidden behind that incident to them.
After all, even though she made it sound easy, if Evelia hadn't come to save her this time, she probably would have been in grave danger.
"Good, good, our Amya is the most amazing. Come, let's eat, let's eat!"
Amya followed her parents to the dining room. Four chairs were arranged beside the dining table, and on the table were some relatively simple home-cooked dishes. Aside from a pot of rib soup emitting delicious steam, the rest were simple dishes like boiled eggs.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry, my little angel. Mom didn't know you'd be back tonight, so I didn't prepare anything special..."
"It's okay, Mom. As an angel, I don't really need to eat much anyway. I'll just treat it as satisfying a craving. Come on, Mom, let me help with the rice."
Amya smiled and ran into the kitchen. But when she saw the four sets of bowls and chopsticks in her mother's hands, she froze for a moment. A barely detectable flash of disappointment passed through her eyes as she spoke to her mother with a slight stammer. "Mom... you grabbed one too many..."
"Oh! Sorry, sorry, my memory! Little Ya, please don't take it to heart. Mom just grabbed too many by mistake..."
The joyful expression on Lu Mengwen's face also instantly changed. She hurriedly put back the extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, afraid of accidentally triggering that scar in her daughter's heart.
"...It's okay, Mom. I don't mind anymore."
This statement was, of course, said to keep Lu Mengwen from worrying. For Amya, how could she so easily let go of something so unforgettable, something that could even be called the direct catalyst for her becoming an angel?
The most Amya could do was temporarily bury it in her heart.
At the dinner table, the atmosphere should have been one of family reunion and joy. But now, because of this small interlude, it seemed somewhat desolate. Bai Zhengping, Amya's father, kept glancing at his daughter from time to time with a look of hesitation. But in the end, he said nothing. All the thoughts in his heart dissolved into a single light sigh that scattered into the mortal world.
"Dad... you don't need to worry about Big Brother's matter. Lord Mikali promised me long ago that if she detects a soul reincarnation related to me, she will notify me immediately. Don't worry."
As Bai Zhengping's biological daughter, Amya naturally knew what her dad was thinking. Although her brother had ostensibly just been boarding at their house, in reality, their family had long regarded him as family of their own flesh and blood. Her brother's death was not only a huge blow to herself, but even more so to her dad. It was just that his personality was strong, and he rarely showed his despondent side.
"I... I don't even know how I'll face Old Yi and his wife after I die... I swore to them back then that I would take good care of Little Ya, but in the end..."
Bai Zhengping smiled bitterly and put down his bowl and chopsticks. A look of pain and struggle flashed across his face. He got up and took a can of beer from the small refrigerator beside the dining table. Just as he was about to open it and drink it down in one go, the unfriendly gaze from his wife ultimately made him put down the alcohol, and he sat back down in embarrassment.
"Fine, fine, I won't drink, okay?"
"Hmph! Little Ya finally comes back once, and you keep saying all those depressing things? Come, Little Ya, let's ignore your dad. Let him drink his stuffy wine alone!"
"Um, Mom..."
"By the way, Little Ya, I remember you should be living together with that little girl who rents our house, right? I heard people say that little girl is quite well-behaved. How are you getting along with her?"
"Well... we get along... quite well, I suppose?"
Isn't that the truth? They were already sleeping in the same bed. How could their relationship not be good?
"That's good, as long as you get along well... You know, ever since you were little, you basically never played with other children except for your brother. Take this opportunity to make friends with that little girl. It'll be very helpful for your mental and emotional growth too."
"..."
Could she say that she didn't want to "make friends" with Evelia, but rather wanted to push her down directly?
Meanwhile, Evelia, who was "walking the dog" in front of the Gates of Hell: Why does it feel like there's a chill running down my back?