Zuo Ling carefully examined the old man. Although he looked to be in good health, the weariness between his brows was still evident.
She walked towards the old man, who tightened his grip on the wheelchair but still smiled at Zuo Ling.
As she touched the old man's wrist, a gentle warmth flowed towards his heart. The old man was startled, then pressed down on Zuo Ling and said softly:
"Thank you, but no need."
Offering help is merely repaying a debt of gratitude on behalf of the person inside.
If someone doesn't want it, Zuo Ling naturally won't force them.
The old man pointed to two large, vermilion wooden boxes on the ground. "These are for you. Keep them."
The chest was made of sandalwood and was about the same size as the dowry chests given to families with daughters in the past.
Zuo Ling didn't ask what it was; with a casual wave of her hand, the box disappeared into thin air.
When an old man marries a woman, he becomes her nominal elder.
If you dare to give it, I dare to accept it.
Seeing that she accepted it, the old man smiled.
"How many superpowers do you have?"
After much deliberation, the old man finally voiced his question.
Zuo Ling remained silent. The old man knew she possessed spatial abilities, but for the sake of the woman, she had no choice but to reveal her healing abilities in front of him. Her ice abilities were known, but as for the others... well...
The old man's eyes dimmed:
"I've said too much, and of course you don't believe me. It's alright, if you don't want to say it, then don't."
He sighed:
“You know, your mother and I don’t have much time left. I’ve already given instructions that if anyone needs help, they can go to Ning Qiang. Although that guy isn’t a good person, he’s loyal enough to be trusted. You can trust him to some extent.”
Zuo Ling's mouth twitched; the old man was actually quite pertinent.
"Alright, go in and see your mother, she's waiting for you."
Zuo Ling hesitated. She really didn't want to go in. That half-human, half-ghost face was probably only bearable for the elderly.
The old man's eyes flashed sharply, "Do you hate that your mother abandoned you?"
Since women are involved, the elderly cannot be objective and impartial.
Zuo Ling didn't answer, but pushed open the door. Behind the door, a woman with her face half-covered, dressed in a traditional Chinese wedding dress, sat leaning against a wheelchair.
Seeing Zuo Ling enter, she was delighted and tried to sit up straight, but Zuo Ling helped her.
Although her eyebrows and eyes were not clearly visible, Zuo Ling could feel her burning gaze.
"you……"
The voice was still unpleasant, but much clearer.
She wanted to ask, "Do you hate me?"
He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't utter a second word.
Mother and daughter are of one mind; Zuo Ling knows what she wants to ask.
"I don't hate you. You're not even in my memory, so naturally I don't hate you."
A woman's sadness is worse than hatred; at least she still has feelings for him.
"you……"
After asking the second "you," the woman didn't know how to continue the conversation.
Zuo Ling smiled:
"The Zuo family that Old Ning found for me is quite good. I have enough to eat and warm clothes, and my adoptive parents have never beaten or scolded me. For a child without parents, it's already very good."
Orphaned? The woman's eyes welled up with tears.
In her daughter's heart, she was not a mother.
"you……"
She had so many questions to ask, and she wanted to ask about every single one of them for 37 years. Tears streamed down the woman's face. She hadn't left a single trace in her daughter's life; what a failure.
"I got married, then divorced, and now I live with my older and younger brothers. We're doing pretty well."
The woman opened her mouth, her face showing anxiety.
How could anyone abandon such a good daughter? And who are her brothers? The Zuo family?
"You have been asleep for 37 years, nine of which were the end times. Do you know what the end times are?"
The woman had just woken up, and the old man had so much to say to her. The apocalypse was the least important thing, so naturally she didn't know anything about it.
"In the apocalypse, the sky will collapse and the earth will sink, there will be polar days and polar nights, hail and acid rain, all sorts of things you can imagine and can't imagine will come without warning. It will be hard to survive, so whether you are married or not is not a big deal."
The woman became very anxious and made a "uh uh" sound.
She wanted to say, "It's so dangerous. How can you, a young woman, manage without anyone to protect you?"
"Why not?"
Zuo Ling got up and turned around. "I live better than men."
"..."
The old man was eavesdropping by pressing his ear against the door when he was tapped on the shoulder.
"Hi!"
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