The wind chime smiled upon hearing this:
"Little Glutinous Rice? Quite cute, why this name..."
As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression gradually became strange:
"Little... glutinous rice!?"
"Hmm, what's wrong, husband?"
Feng Ling stared blankly at the ruins of the tomb.
Small glutinous rice?
Why does this name sound so familiar?
Wait a moment...
What was the name of that girl whose name I forgot?
More than a decade ago, in that classroom at Shilihu No. 1 Primary School, bathed in the glow of the setting sun.
That childish voice reappeared in his mind after many years!
I can't tell you my full name... because my dad won't allow it...
But I have a nickname... I'm called... Little Glutinous Rice~
!!
He stared wide-eyed.
He stared intently at the ruins of the tomb.
More than a decade ago, the little girl's face gradually became clear.
It gradually overlapped with the ruins of the tomb before them.
He finally realized that those phoenix eyes were exactly the same!
How is that possible?
"It's you!?"
Feng Ling's shocked expression made Mu Xuyan a little scared.
"Husband...how could this be..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the wind chimes:
"Did you attend Shilihu No. 1 Primary School when you were a child?"
They all raised their voices because of the shock.
This attracted the attention of passersby.
Mu Xuyan stared blankly at the wind chimes, somewhat frightened, and said:
"My husband... I've been staying at home the whole time..."
!
He came to his senses and finally realized that the person in front of him was not Ruo Qingyan.
Seeing her somewhat frightened expression, I immediately felt a pang of sympathy.
He quickly said:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else. You look a lot like one of my friends."
He smiled after saying that.
"Let's go, little... Nuomi, let's go take a look ahead."
"Um..."
They squeezed into the crowd, where a traveling performer dressed in simple clothes was gathered around, performing his tricks.
The sake entered the mouth and flames shot out several meters high.
With a pinch of your hands, fold a paper rose, and with a flick of your wrists, a paper crane soars into the sky!
This drew cheers from those around them.
But Fengling just stared at it all, lost in thought.
Little glutinous rice!
Is she Little Glutinous Rice?
Is this Yaohua's wife's nickname, or Ruo Qingyan's?
Could this illusion be helping me unearth my deepest memories?
Memories of the past come flooding back.
I remember when I was in the second grade of elementary school.
One morning, Fengling was taking a nap at the table.
A very cute girl joined the class.
As soon as she entered the classroom, the children couldn't help but praise her.
However, she was always accompanied by two men in black.
In the morning, she sat there very obediently, not moving an inch from her seat.
She started crying in the afternoon.
However, she cried very quietly.
When school was over, she suddenly started crying loudly in the classroom.
Seeing how wronged she looked and how sadly she was crying, I felt a pang of sadness.
He looked up and glanced at the two men in black.
He also thought that the little girl was a monster, just like him!
He was being watched by a man in black who looked just like him.
He was filled with rage.
He simply moved a chair over, stood on it, and gave the two men in black a good scolding!
He knew that these men in black were useful to him and wouldn't kill him.
Then I comforted the little girl.
He truly considered her one of his own...
It turns out she's a rich girl who came here to experience life!
No wonder, no wonder after returning home that day.
He was severely beaten by those two men in black from the Bai family, and the next day he had to change schools...
Wait a moment...
Suddenly, all the wind chimes started ringing!
That night, it seems like my memory was tampered with?
How did the Holy Maiden of the Ruo family end up at this school?
I don't know... Could they have discovered something? Should we report it to the director?
[Don't tell! If the section chief finds out, we're both finished!]
What should we do then?
Let's erase this memory from his mind.
【good.】
This is a conversation between the two men in black.
The memory has been erased!
No wonder, no wonder I couldn't remember!
Feng Ling's expression gradually turned cold...
If I had discovered all of this back then and asked the Ruo family for help...
Will things turn out differently later on?
Why...
The wind chime suddenly sighed.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs," and I may have missed my only chance to escape.
However, things aren't bad now.
Since it has already happened, let it be.
After sighing, Fengling smiled slightly.
I wonder if Ruo Qingyan remembers this memory from her childhood.
She would be so surprised if she knew that we met when we were little.
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but look forward to Ruo Qingyan's joyful expression.
She'll be so happy!
The person next to her, Yan, was also observing the changes in Fengling's expression.
I had no interest in watching itinerant performers put on a show.
She pursed her lips, seemingly lost in thought.
When she returned home that night, before going to sleep, Muxu Yan lay on her side on the bed.
Looking at the wind chimes on the ground, ready to go to sleep.
He said softly:
"My husband..."
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