Huang Li sat on the ground as if she had no strength left, holding Xiao Lingling tightly in her arms. Tears fell like beads from a broken string, and soon soaked the clothes on Xiao Lingling's shoulders.
Little Lingling could feel that she was really upset, and for a moment she was infected by the pain. Her little eyes were red, and she patted Huang Li's back and comforted her like a little adult.
"Master, just cry if you feel sad. You won't feel so sad after crying. Little Bell is here. Little Bell is accompanying you."
The child's voice is childish, but it naturally carries a childish, simple yet gentle power that soothes people's hearts bit by bit.
I don’t know how long it took, until Huang Li was tired of crying, and everyone slowly calmed down.
She just sat on the floor, holding the little bell and leaning against the cabinet behind her. When she looked up, she could see the rain outside through the tables and chairs.
For a moment, people seemed to be pulled back to the past.
Huang Li and Xiao Lingdang put their heads together and said, "Uncle Master, let me tell you my story, okay?"
Little Bell nodded obediently, acting seriously as if she was someone worth confiding in. "Okay, Little Bell wants to listen, Uncle Master. Please take your time. We have the whole night."
Huang Li patted her head gently, looked out the door, and her expression began to change.
"That year, when I was your age, I met my master. My father had passed away, my mother had remarried, and I became an unwanted child.
In order to survive, I begged on the street every day, but because I was alone, I was often bullied by other beggars and often had nothing to eat for two or three days.
The day I met my master, it was still autumn. It had just rained and the weather was very cold.
I was shivering while looking for food in the泔水袋 at the entrance of the restaurant.
Perhaps because I was too pitiful, my master softened his heart and brought me back to the Miracle Doctor Sect.
At that time, I didn’t understand what it meant to be a miracle doctor or not. I just knew that I probably wouldn’t have to beg anymore.
However, although I had a new home, my timid personality was not popular, and my senior brothers and sisters did not dare to get too close to me.
I didn't dare eat too much at that time. When I was hungry, I ran to the small kitchen to steal steamed buns.
I happened to meet your master one time. Although he was wearing clothes similar to mine, they looked dirty and messy.
I thought he was a servant or a boy. He was so hungry that he curled up into a ball. I felt sorry for him, so I gave him most of the steamed bun I found.
From then on, we became familiar with each other and often ran to the small kitchen together in the middle of the night to steal food, sometimes steamed buns, sometimes snacks, everything.
At that time, we didn't know each other's identities, and we got along surprisingly well.
It was not until the sect conference that I found out that he was actually my junior brother.
From then on, I liked to stick with him.
Knowing that he often missed meals because he was studying medicinal herbs during the day, I would prepare delicious food and wait for him to eat together every night.
Because of him, I even had the motivation to study medicine and started to study medical books seriously.
In this way, more than ten years passed in a flash, until I grew from a little girl into a young woman, and finally understood what it meant for a young girl to be in love.
It's a pity that he hasn't changed much. Apart from studying medicine and teasing me when he has nothing to do, there is nothing else he does.
Until he came back from the mountain one day, he was obviously different. He would often be lost in thought and smile foolishly.
I had a feeling something was wrong back then, but I refused to accept it.
I have been with your master for eleven years. I don't believe that he has no feelings for me, so I ran to him on impulse to express my feelings.
As a result, his expression of shock, helplessness and embarrassment hurt me deeply.
From that moment on, I knew we would never be the same again.
I don't want to maintain any false senior-senior relationship with him, nor do I want to look at him every day and feel sad looking at this place full of memories.
So he went down the mountain and relaxed while practicing medicine.
Until I saw this mountain forest, quiet and unrestrained, I decided to settle down here.
In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and I have grown from a little girl to the old woman I am now.
Time, it is true, is gone forever.
Sometimes I often wonder, if I had spoken to him earlier, would the result be different?
It’s a pity that there is no if.
After so many years, I have become accustomed to it."
She quietly recounted her experiences, and scenes from the past seemed to be replayed before her eyes again and again, but each time it started out as comedy and ended in tragedy.
So in the end, every memory is a sadness.
Gradually, she began to become numb, no longer reminiscing or thinking about it, thinking that this would allow her to slowly forget it.
It’s a pity that everything is just self-deception. As soon as there is a little stimulation, the past will come to mind again, and everything seems like yesterday.
In fact, there were people who wanted to marry her over the years. Some of them liked her, some wanted her medical skills, in short, there were many, many people.
But without exception, she rejected them all.
People's hearts are too small and can't hold much.
Having someone like that accompany her throughout her youth is something that no one, no matter how good, can replace.
Therefore, she cannot forget, cannot give up, and can only choose to hide.
But even after years of repression, there will be a time when it explodes.
Now, the longing for him surged into her heart, making her want to see him madly.
But even if we see it, what can we do? What can we say?
Whenever she thought of that scene where they looked at each other in silence, she couldn't help but start to back off.
Xiao Lingling doesn’t understand love, but she has read many passionate picture books. In the past, she was very skeptical, did those stories of vows of love really exist?
Is there really a kind of love that can make two people fearless of life and death?
She never believed it.
But now, seeing that her uncle had lived his whole life alone for her master, she suddenly felt that it was not something unbelievable.
She was inexplicably touched.
She wanted to say something to comfort Huang Li, but when she opened her mouth she found she didn't know what to say. For a moment the room was extremely quiet.
After a long while, Huang Li seemed to come back to her senses. "Huh~ I feel much better after talking about it. For so many years, I have been deliberately ignoring it, but I have never felt so relieved as I do now."
"Xiao Lingling, Master wants to thank you. If you hadn't come, I really don't know how long I could have held on."
Little Lingling felt something was wrong. She raised her hand and grabbed Huang Li's, only to find that Huang Li's hand had turned ice-cold since she didn't know when.
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