In her early thirties, she found it easy to marry. She married a nobleman in his fifties and soon gave birth to a son for him, who was Patimi's half-brother, named Tian Jiangling.
At that time, Patimi was already an inconspicuous little mercenary in the mercenary alliance. His mother brought Tian Jiangling to visit him at his rented place a few times, but they were always in a hurry, coming and going quickly.
He didn't go to his mother's house. He had met the man once and didn't like him.
Those were the first few years. Later, his mother stopped coming. Time passed so long that he forgot he even had a mother in the world. Fortunately, the life on the edge of a knife kept him from thinking about these things. He just wanted to live well with his brothers and make something of himself, and he gradually succeeded.
Many years later, a boy of about ten years old found him. The boy who was not even as tall as his thigh back then was now almost as tall as him. Only then did he learn that his mother had not come because she had been seriously ill and passed away a few years ago.
The boy came looking for him, but he was never there, so the boy never saw him again.
Patimi then remembered that back then, he could be away from a mission for almost half a year.
The teenager was fair-skinned and clean, unlike him, whose hair was coarse. He had just returned from a mission, and his aura was thick and menacing. At that time, he was not very good at controlling his violent nature. The teenager was a little afraid of him, but he still stammered and talked to him for a long time. Finally, he seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage and said, "Brother, you should quit this job. It's too dangerous."
Patimi remembered that his voice was cold as he replied to the boy, "Mind your own business."
"oh."
The boy became even more reserved, left him a bag, and ran away.
A few days later, when Patimi was about to go on another mission, he noticed the untouched item on the table. He casually opened it and was immediately stunned. Inside were several osmanthus pastries and a note. The handwriting was very delicate, unlike a boy's, and it read: "I heard that people who smile a lot have good luck~"
Patimi rarely smiled back then, but he laughed when he saw the note, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "So effeminate!"
He made a piece of osmanthus pastry, but it went bad after being left out for a while.
When he was little, his family was very poor, and he could only eat osmanthus cakes during the Chinese New Year. They were sweet and crumbly, and eating a small piece could make him happy all day. His mother always told him that when Ati grew up, he could eat a lot of osmanthus cakes, not just osmanthus cakes, but also many other kinds. He always looked forward to growing up.
How silly I was as a child, actually looking forward to growing up.
Patimi, now grown up, has no father, no mother, and no relatives.
Finally, Patimi ate every last bit of the osmanthus pastry that had gone bad.
Then, he, who had no problem eating raw meat and drinking raw water in the forest, suffered from diarrhea for two days in a row, which caused him to fail the mission he accepted. It ended before it even started, and the first client gave him a bad review. He had to take on a lot of missions afterward to make up for his reputation. Mercenaries also have reputation points, and because mercenary missions are more expensive, their reputation is valued more than that of merchants.
Patimi never expected that it would be the last time he saw Tian Jiangling, because he would never see him again, and could only see the boy's grave.
Almost a year later, he encountered an academy team during a mission. They were students from a martial arts academy who had come to train. The teacher in charge looked down on mercenaries and showed great disdain, but the students were curious about the mercenaries. The mercenaries' iron-bloodedness and ruthlessness attracted them.
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