Chapter 430 (Catching Bugs)
Under the temptation of food, Yun Mian finally mustered up the courage and looked down at her hands.
The small hands were white and tender, completely different from her own hands.
Yun Mian's eyes widened in surprise. After being stunned for a moment, she finally raised her hand tentatively and touched her cheek lightly with a trembling hand.
Her fingertips touched warm and soft skin, which was as smooth as new, completely different from her originally pockmarked cheeks.
Yunmian looked up suddenly.
He ran into Yun Jinyi's gentle and caring gaze.
She couldn't help but look closely at her mother in front of her.
It was her mother whom she hadn't seen for almost seven years.
The facial features that only appeared in dreams every night, the person who only existed in yellowed old photos, now appeared vividly and realistically before her.
Yun Mian vaguely thought that she had accidentally entered into a dream of a certain night. Unlike other dreams, everything in this dream was so beautiful that it made her want to cry.
"...Mom?" Yun Mian looked straight at the person squatting in front of her with tears in her eyes. Finally, she called her mother softly under her mother's gentle and soft gaze.
Even so, there was a hint of uncertainty in his cautious tone.
Yun Jinyi frowned softly, responded gently, then reached out and gently pulled her daughter up from the ground.
The moment she touched him, Yun Mian's body still subconsciously resisted and trembled, but the child tried hard to restrain herself. She obediently stood up according to her strength, and then she found that she seemed to be particularly short at this moment.
"Let's eat first." Yun Jinyi touched her daughter's head and took her to the dining table to sit down.
The strong smell of milk made it difficult for Yunmian to come back to her senses from her trance.
Everything before her eyes was a scene that, like the fire, was buried deep in her memory.
Sweet and soft glutinous rice cake drizzled with crystal honey and sprinkled with finely crushed osmanthus.
Rich and mellow milk oatmeal porridge.
There is also a small dish of attractively colored cold radish...
This is the thing Yunmian ate the most and loved the most in her childhood memories. It was the breakfast her mother would prepare for her many times a year. It was what she had been missing and dreaming about day and night for the past seven years.
Yunmian was even a little hesitant to use the spoon to touch them. All of them were like light and beautiful bubbles floating in the sun. They looked beautiful, but in fact, they would be completely shattered and disappear with a slight touch.
So Yunmian didn't dare to touch it, for fear of waking her up from her dream.
Until her mother picked up a small piece of sour, spicy and crispy shredded radish with chopsticks and fed it to her mouth.
Yunmian: “…”
The icy cold radish strips had a sour and spicy taste that made her mouth water. After the tip of her tongue touched them, they quickly filled her mouth. She chewed them a little stiffly. The appetizer made her already hungry stomach even hungrier.
Yunmian chewed and swallowed the shredded radish in her mouth. She no longer felt dazed. She couldn't help smacking her lips. Then, under her mother's smiling gaze, she lowered her head and scooped a full spoonful of milk and oatmeal porridge with a spoon. After blowing it to cool a little, she drank it in one gulp.
The next second, the child's eyes lit up slightly, and he turned his head and said firmly: "Mom, you added some sugar to the milk, right?"
Yun Jinyi didn't answer but smiled. She picked up a piece of rice cake with chopsticks, dipped it in honey and continued to feed it to her daughter. Then she said, "Mianmian, eat this again and see if it still tastes the same as you remember."
Yunmian puffed out her cheeks, and the more she chewed, the brighter her eyes became. Finally, she stared straight at her mother with more and more certainty and joy in her eyes, and her originally suppressed emotions seemed to be released more and more.
“Is it delicious?” Yun Jinyi fed him another chopstick of rice cake.
Yunmian nodded hurriedly: "It's delicious!"
It is the taste in memory that can’t be replaced or imitated by anyone, it is the unique taste of mother!
Yunmian's uneasiness that had been floating around for a long time finally settled down. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but move towards her mother little by little.
After finishing breakfast, the child who had been sitting obediently on the stool had somehow settled down in his mother's arms.
After finishing the meal, Yun Mian tilted her face up and let her mother wipe her mouth obediently. She covered her bloated stomach and pursed her lips a little embarrassedly. She, she didn't mean to act like a child and act coquettishly with her mother.
It’s just… the person who existed in the depths of memory and dreams, who became more and more blurred as time passed, suddenly appeared before her eyes. Yun Mian’s personality, which had changed after she suffered setbacks in life, seemed to be suddenly hidden. She would always subconsciously look for her mother like a real child, and then want to rely on her for everything.
It must be because this body is too young, so I have become a little childish.
The 15-year-old Mianmian secretly convinced herself with the above excuses, and then she felt at ease becoming her mother's little follower, following her wherever her mother went, like a well-behaved ghost with a shadow.
After Yun Jinyi finished her breakfast, she pulled the little girl who had always been clinging to her side over, hugged her and asked, "Mianmian, do you want to play with your mother outside for two more days, or go home today?"
Just now, Yunmian had seen the video recorded by the light ball, which was the video of the last time Mianmian entered the Yun family and was warmly welcomed and interacted with the two elderly people in the family.
So when her mother asked, Yunmian didn't think too much and quickly answered her: "Mom, I want to go back~"
Unlike the previous Mianmian, she doesn’t like places with too many people, doesn’t like crowded environments, and is not used to going out and walking around.
Perhaps before the fire, before losing her mother, Yunmian was an optimistic, cheerful and positive child, but now Mianmian, who is about to turn 15, is just an inferior child who lives in a dark environment like a mouse.
Her only friend is Wu Yin.
Apart from that, there seemed to be no one in that world with whom she could have a good conversation or get along well.
Except for the room left by her mother, there is no place for Yunmian in this big world.
So home, for Yunmian, is the only safe house.
The previous Mianmian wanted to see a bigger world, but this Mianmian just wants to shrink in the tiny snail shell, not going anywhere and not wanting to know anyone.
Yun Jinyi sighed softly and hugged his depressed daughter in his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head. He held the phone in his right hand and bought a return ticket with his daughter.
Taking the child's social phobia into consideration, Yun Jinyi bought a first-class ticket, unlike when he first came here.
But after buying the plane tickets, Mianmian's stiff body in my arms never relaxed.
Yun Jinyi could guess what her daughter was worried about.
Because we are going to the airport soon.
No matter what, she couldn't avoid the bustling crowds after entering the airport.
So Yun Jinyi simply took her daughter to the bathroom.
Yunmian was held in her mother's arms. She was a little shy because she was actually 15 years old. A 15-year-old child is almost an adult, so how could she still be held and walked by her mother?
But while she was silently thinking that this was too childish, Yun Mian couldn't help but put her arms around her mother's neck and buried her face in the crook of her neck, relying on her to the utmost.
Yun Jinyi didn’t know what was going on in her daughter’s heart, but even if she knew, she would probably just smile and touch her daughter’s forehead, and wouldn’t really let go and put the little girl down from her arms.
Walking to the bathroom, Yun Jinyi tilted her head and gently touched her daughter's cheek, and said softly, "Mianmian, look up at the mirror."
Yunmian subconsciously did what her mother said.
Then I saw a smaller version of myself.
It is fair and cute, with chubby cheeks like a little meat bun that can be bitten and sharpened at any time.
Yunmian: “…”
Looking at myself in the mirror, there was really no trace of any flames or burns on my body.
Yun Mian couldn't remember how long it had been since she had looked at herself in the mirror so seriously.
To be precise, there was no mirror in her house, not even one. For the past seven years, she could only look down at the scars on her body that were as hideous as a winding centipede, and could only raise her hands to touch and feel the bumps and pits on her face that made her feel uncomfortable.
She has been deceiving herself all along, thinking that as long as she can't see it, she can still be a slightly normal person.
Even the windows and reflective walls in the house... were all covered up little by little by Wu Yin using discarded cardboard and newspapers that others had thrown away after she went crazy and loathed herself.
So this is the first time Yunmian has truly looked in the mirror in seven years.
She looked at the face in the mirror, which seemed no different from her childhood self, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it again and again.
After a while, Yunmian turned around again, buried her head in the crook of her mother's neck, and muttered softly, "Mom, if you saw me who was really ugly, would you still find me and let me be your daughter?"
She always couldn't help asking questions that might hurt herself.
But she couldn't control it. Even though she felt safe and peaceful next to her mother, the little snail, who had no sense of security, would cautiously extend its tentacles again and again.
Yun Jinyi patted her daughter on the back and carried her out of the bathroom.
Yunmian didn't get an answer right away, and she was already feeling uneasy. But she pursed her lips, clenched her fingers and her mother's clothes, stared into her mother's eyes and asked stubbornly, "Mom, if I were still the ugly and scary Yunmian who looked like a ghost, would you still choose me as your daughter?"
You have to answer me honestly, or I will never call you mom again.
Anyway...anyway, she managed to survive those many days without her mother, right?
For Mianmian, motherhood is not a luxury that she must have.
During the few short breaths of waiting for the answer, the child, who was becoming increasingly uneasy and panicked, stubbornly whispered to himself to comfort himself.
But her eyes were secretly misty.
Is this a difficult question to answer?
Why did Mom take so long to think?
Is she struggling with whether to lie or not? Is she thinking of lying to trick me...
Yun Mian's mind was full of thoughts, but in fact, from the time she asked the question to the time Yun Jinyi opened his mouth to answer, less than three seconds had passed.
This was not a difficult question to answer, and Yun Jinyi could have asked it without hesitation, but when she saw the darkness in her daughter's eyes, she suppressed the answer that was about to come out of her mouth.
"Mianmian." She called softly.
Yun Mian raised her head, and Yun Jinyi could see her eyes clearly which were filled with tears.
“Mianmian, do you know that people have souls after they die?” Yun Jinyi asked as he raised his hand to pinch his daughter’s cheeks, which looked rounder due to her pursed mouth due to grievance.
Yun Mian shook her head and didn't want to talk to her anymore.
The 15-year-old Yunmian already understands a lot of things. Most of the time, when she can’t answer a question, she either remains silent or changes the subject.
Now after she asked that question, Yun Jinyi not only remained silent, but also started to change the subject.
Yunmian began to struggle to get out of her arms.
She is now just occupying the body of another Mianmian. She herself is an ugly monster, an ugly monster that no one wants to be hated. Since her mother cannot accept her ugliness, she should not shamelessly stick to her anymore!
Yun Mian struggled to leave the warm embrace. God knew how difficult it was for her to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes. God knew how sad and aggrieved she felt right now.
But she still held back, not only holding back her tears, but also holding back the accusations and hurtful words that she wanted to blurt out.
It's okay.
Yunmian clenched her fingers and numbly comforted herself over and over again in her heart: It doesn't matter, haven't I gotten used to it? Being ugly doesn't mean you are not qualified to have anything, even if it's... even if it's my mother, it doesn't matter.
Mianmian is the ugly child that no one wants. It’s normal that her mother doesn’t like the ugly Mianmian. Mianmian doesn’t like herself either.
So, so it doesn’t matter if I don’t have mother’s love. Anyway, Mianmian has lived for this long without mother’s protection. A mother is not something that I must have.
Yun Mian lowered her head, struggling not to stay in Yun Jinyi's arms anymore, nor to stay in this body anymore.
She had already eaten sweet rice cakes and drank sweet porridge. This morning was a time she had stolen with the help of Mianmian's pretty features. Now that she was leaving, it was good for herself, her mother, and this body...
As Yun Mian thought about this, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and even her tears seemed to become particularly bitter.
Yunmian slowly loosened her grip on her mother's sleeves.
I don't need a mother...
"After the fire, I have been with Mianmian." The helpless and gentle voice in my ear seemed to come from the horizon.
Yun Mian's originally scattered and silent thoughts rarely paused for a moment, and then she slowly raised her head. Even though her face was full of tears, she couldn't hide the sudden astonishment in her wide-open eyes.
Wh, what do you mean?!
Yunmian stared at her mother blankly, her mind went blank, and her thoughts, which were already a little stagnant, seemed to become unable to think all of a sudden.
Yun Jinyi looked at the pitiful tears still hanging on her daughter's eyelids, held her and sat aside, took a tissue and helped the child wipe the tears from her face and eyes little by little.
"How could mom be disgusted by the ugly injured face of Mianmian?"
Yun Jinyi held the dazed child in her arms, her thoughts drifting away, as if she had returned to a distant time and space.
"After I died, I was going to leave that world very soon, but I was worried about how Mianmian would live alone, so I communicated with the General Administration and the world consciousness for a long time. In the end, I could only become a wandering soul floating around Mianmian, accompanying you as you grow up day by day."
But even that wandering soul was just a wisp of soul left behind by her. Because her memories and abilities were reawakened, that world was facing a formidable enemy and would never allow her to stay no matter what. It even went so far as to want to expel Mianmian as well.
If that were the case, Mianmian's soul would be damaged even more seriously, so Yun Jinyi sealed the memory of this soul and completely separated it from his soul sea.
That wandering soul has been following Mianmian, accompanying her as she grows up and struggles to survive.
"I have already severed all ties with that soul."
Yun Jinyi said as she silently hugged her daughter, who was listening attentively with eyes wide open. She took a deep breath and slowed down. Then, in front of her confused eyes and the scream of the system, she confessed helplessly, "But in the second round, maybe because of the innate soul attraction and closeness, that soul did not dissipate. Instead, it followed Mianmian all the time, and was finally taken away from this world by you."
The system could no longer sit still at this point, and was darting around in the air like crazy. Finally, it stuttered and asked tentatively: "You, you are talking about... that soul, could it be, could it be Xiao Tiangao??!"
The voice finally broke with fear!
Yun Jinyi tilted her head slightly, with a gentle and calm look in her eyes, completely agreeing with the system's outrageous guess.
system:"……"
Ahhhhhh I don't believe it! This can't be true!!
How is it possible? How could it be Xiao Tiangao?! It is so stupid, so dumb, so silly! There is no trace of Yun Jinyi at all! ! !
"...This joke is not funny at all." The system retorted dryly, and its voice was trembling, as if it was about to cry because of this ghost story.
Yun Jinyi raised her hand and touched her daughter's head, who was also in a daze. She sighed and smiled, "After all, it's just a blank soul separated from the sea of souls. How can it be too smart? Even if it's a little smarter, that world won't allow it to stay."
The soul did not inherit her memories, her abilities, or even her own unique personality. It was just a blank soul that would only follow her instincts and always stay by Mianmian's side, accompanying and protecting her in another way.
So it was at that time that I took back all the memories in my soul that accompanied Mianmian after my death.
Yun Jinyi said softly, "Mianmian is more important to me than my own life, so I am both grateful and distressed that she survived the fire. As for the burns and scars on her skin, I wish I could tear off my own flesh to help you heal them, so that she won't be bullied and excluded by those shallow people anymore."
Yunmian tilted her head back, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes into her ears or hair. Her tear-washed eyes were filled with reflections of her mother's expression when she said these words, and she was unwilling to miss even the slightest change in her expression.
Her fingers unconsciously grasped her mother's sleeves again.
Yunmian couldn't figure out what was going on in her mind. The sound of the system crashing next to her did not affect her blank brain. Yunmian looked at her mother, blinked, and then blinked hard again.
After blinking away the remaining tears in her eyes, Yunmian suddenly reached out and buried herself heavily in her mother's arms.
She turned into a little snail again.
But it is not a little snail that dares to shrink into its shell after retracting its tentacles.
Instead, it is a small snail that can climb slowly and boldly.
She no longer retracted her tentacles that were exploring everywhere, because she finally felt absolute peace of mind, and the long-lost sense of security almost completely overwhelmed her.
The little snail Mianmian was wrapped up layer by layer by her mother's pure and rich love. No dangerous existence could penetrate this love and her thin shell, bringing her short life to an abrupt end in this late autumn.
But the system went crazy.
It's down again.
With a bang, it hit Yunmian's head in revenge, almost making the kid's already not very smart head even dumber.
Then the ball of light that had crashed rolled down from her head to the ground, and finally, covered in dust, stopped next to the trash can, as if silently hinting at something.
Yunmian ran over to pick it up, wiped the dust off its body, and then stuffed it into her pocket skillfully.
Yun Mian didn’t know why she was so skilled in picking up and putting the balls away. She just felt that the ball of light seemed to have received a great impact.
The shock was even greater than when she dreamed that she had earned five million, only to find that she had only 50 cents left in her pocket when she woke up.
A bit pitiful.
Yunmian touched the light ball like a little fool, and then was led by her mother on the return journey.
Yun Mian was no longer startled at the airport. She looked at the people coming and going, looked at her own reflection in the glass mirror, looked at the child reflected in her mother's eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and then tried to relax little by little.
There were still many people who would inadvertently glance at her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, which always made Yunmian have a subconscious urge to tense her body and want to escape, but with her mother around, Yunmian secretly hid herself behind her mother, grabbed her sleeve, and tried hard to ignore the passers-by around her, and then she actually slowly relaxed.
"If Mianmian feels uncomfortable, why not listen to the fairy tales your mother tells you?" Yun Jinyi helped her daughter distract her overly concentrated and tense attention.
Yunmian nodded obediently: "Okay~"
What was both coincidental and not so coincidental was that what Yun Jinyi took out was actually the fairy tale collection that Yun Mian had previously complained about and abandoned.
But that was Mianmian's last memory. With only this memory, she didn't feel her mother's little bit of bad taste in this matter at all. While waiting for the plane, she sat next to her mother, holding her chin with both hands and listened obediently to her mother telling fairy tales that only children would listen to.
Daughter of the Sea
The mother's voice was soft and gentle. As she told the story, Yunmian seemed to be able to see the vast and rough ocean, and the first encounter between the beautiful and innocent little mermaid and the prince.
15-year-old Mianmian has heard a lot of topics and gossip about "premature love" in school from her only friend Wu Yin.
So she was not unfamiliar with love at first sight and could listen quietly at first.
But the more she listened, the more Yun Mian's little face, which was held in her palms, wrinkled more and more, until it finally wrinkled into a ball, and her expression perfectly interpreted her inner feelings.
Hard to understand.
Weird.
After hearing that the mermaid refused the knife that her sisters exchanged for her beautiful long hair and chose to turn into foam, Yun Mian was already furious and ready to go.
When her mother finished reading and looked up, Yunmian was already dazed and her eyes were unfocused.
It’s a two-in-one update of 6,000 words. There was no update in the middle of the night.
Princess Yu Yu: QAQ Mianmian, have you forgotten Anlil by the Daming Lake?
All the coincidences and luck that Mianmian encountered came from her mother's love~
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
1 bottle of Yansisheng, Weeds, and Canyuezi;
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