"Alright, alright, it's because you don't want to owe anyone a favor that you came to deliver the medicine to me." Feng Guang replied, following the girl's words. "But it's so late now, are you still going to climb down the mountain? Maybe a mischievous monkey will jump out halfway down the mountain."
"I..." Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, her starlight-filled eyes revealing panic.
I don't know why she's afraid of the dark and the wild forest, but is afraid of monkeys?
Feng Guang pretended to be very troubled and thought for a moment, "How about... you stay here with me for the night?"
"Really!?" She was initially surprised, but then felt she had overreacted and tried to suppress her excitement, though her bright eyes betrayed her.
"There are many empty rooms on Haomiao Peak. Of course, it's so late, I'm too lazy to clean them up. If you'd like, you can sleep with me."
Xiaoxiao crossed her arms, raised her small face, and said, "Since you're not bad-looking, I'll mercifully agree."
"It's truly my honor." Feng Guang stood up with a smile. "But, are you still able to walk? I have an injured hand and can't carry you."
Xiaoxiao looked down at her dirty white shoes, then looked at Fengguang with a determined gaze. "Of course I can walk by myself, I don't need you to carry me."
"What a good boy." Feng Guang bent down and chuckled. "Let me hug you again when I'm healed."
Xiaoxiao's face lit up with surprise, but she quickly replied indifferently, "I'm not looking forward to it at all."
Feng Guang chuckled and extended her hand, "Come, I'll take you to where I live."
Xiaoxiao stared at those fair hands for a long time before finally unable to resist taking them in her arms.
She looked up at Feng Guang's profile and suddenly remembered what her father had once said: that her mother was a very warm person.
But in the place where she grew up, everyone else was devoid of warmth, except for her.
The woman holding her hand made her feel very comfortable. Was this the warmth her father had been talking about?
Without realizing it, Xiaoxiao tightened her grip on Fengguang's hand.
On the vast peak stands a bamboo house. This bamboo house has existed for hundreds of years, and it is unknown which disciple of the Xuanmen sect built it, but it has made things convenient for later generations.
While Xiaoxiao was still curiously looking at everything in front of her, Fengguang took out the clothes she wore when she was a child. She made Xiaoxiao take off her shoes and stand on the bed, and personally changed her into a clean set of clothes. The little red dress, as red as fire, made Xiaoxiao's face look as white as snow, and she looked energetic and cute.
"Yes, I knew Xiaoxiao would look good in this outfit."
Xiaoxiao nervously tugged at the ribbon on her dress, "It's red..."
"Yes, don't you like red?" When Feng Guang was little, she also liked to wear red clothes, but when she went out, she would not be in line with the other people in her sect, and it would not match her aloof demeanor. So she followed the trend and started wearing white.
“It’s not that I don’t like it…” Xiaoxiao bit her lip, seemingly quite wary, “Father won’t let me wear red.”
"Why? Don't you look good in red?"
“I don’t know either. Once I wore a red dress that my uncle gave me, and my father’s face changed. He stopped smiling at me and didn’t see me for several months.”
"Hmm... that means your father doesn't like red." Feng Guang patted her head. "It's okay, your father isn't here, he won't know if you wear it. Besides, I only have red children's clothes here, I can't exactly go down the mountain to buy you a set in the middle of the night."
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