Chapter 170: Wishes
"You don't have what it takes to make my wish come true. ”
He felt very sad when he said this, and his steps quickened, as if he was afraid of being asked something.
The tears in his eyes were forced back by him, he was a child, but he had high requirements for himself, as if he were an adult.
From a very young age, he knew that if he was sad in front of his grandmother, then his grandmother would be even more sad, and he would cry when he cried. In order not to worry his grandmother, in order not to make his grandmother sad, he understood from a very young age that when he was sad, he would hold back if he didn't let his beloved see it.
So at his age, other children with parents are really children, but he ...... At this time, he seems to be a mature adult.
"Hey, stop me!" No one ever said that a mage couldn't do it, and this little kid even said that she couldn't help, whether she could help or not, which was an insult to her.
"Why do you say I can't help you, why can't I help you make your wish come true? ”
The mage stood in front of him, and was about to teach this kid a good lesson, but the sun shone on his face, and the big tears that he hadn't endured were seen by the mage.
The mage has never been heartless, even if she is with this little bit, she doesn't feel sorry for him, but she has seen all kinds of life and suffered more people, and this one is not bad.
Anyway, compassion saves the world, but if people don't save themselves, others can't help them.
But she was moved by this stubborn child, he was still so young, and children of this age in modern times are still hiding in their mother's arms and coquettish.
He has understood the hardships of life, the ups and downs of life, and he even knows how to restrain his emotions and hide his unhappiness.
"Tell me, how do you know if I can help you?"
The mage's tone softened for the first time in the world, and she didn't have to be so patient to speak to a child so patiently.
Raising his head from a moment to a moment, he looked at her with pain and despair in his eyes, "I'll be in the house, what if you can't help me? You are a god, but what can you do? Can you bring my father and mother back to life? Can you let me see what they look like?"
His tears finally couldn't help flowing, looking at the eventful fairy in front of him, she had to say that she could help him fulfill a wish, but his wish was to see what his father and mother were like.
At first, his grandmother lied to him, saying that his father and mother had gone up to the mountains to chop firewood and would not come back until winter, but in winter she would say that his father and mother would not come back until summer when they hunted.
But after going back and forth several times, they still did not come back, and as he grew older, he gradually learned from the mouths of the people in the village that his father and mother would never come back, because his father and mother were already dead.
Instead of going to the mountains to chop wood or hunting, he fell ill and died one after another, but at that time he was still young and didn't know anything.
Since he became sensible, seeing that other children were accompanied by their fathers and mothers, his greatest wish was to be able to meet their fathers and mothers.
Knowing that his father and mother were no longer in this world, he never asked his grandmother again when his father and mother would come back.
And grandma didn't ask that question anymore.
"You...... Haven't you seen your mom and dad?"
The mage's heart hurt a little, although she knew that in this world, there were more people than those who were not a little unlucky, but she had no intersection with those people, so there was no sympathy, but she felt very reluctant to be a little.
"I don't have them in my memory, I don't know what they look like, whether my father and mother are very kind, whether they like me......"
The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out, he was just a child, but his young heart had endured too many things that he should bear at his age.
"You said you would fulfill a wish for me, can you?"
Tears flowed down his eyes, and looking at his dark and bright eyes shining with crystal tears, the mage bit his lip and nodded against his will.
Anyway, this kid hasn't seen his father and mother, she relies on mana, relying on the boy's blood, she can still roughly conjure up the appearance of his father, of course, it can't compare to modern DNA computer synthesis, she wants to use computer synthesis, but in this era when there is no electric light, she still needs to spend some spells.
After all, spells can still fool people here.
"Are you afraid of pain?"
The mage looked into his eyes, he was still sad, and the tears were still flowing down.
"Don't be afraid!"
He shook his head violently, staring at a pair of big eyes as if he had gained some hope, "I'm not afraid of pain, I'm not afraid of pain, as long as I can see my father, I'm not afraid of anything, I'm not afraid of anything." ”
His tears were like beads of broken thread, and he looked at the mage for help.
"Good!"
The mage nodded, "Then let's go quickly, go home and get a bowl out, and I'll help you." ”
As soon as the mage's words fell, he had already pulled his legs and ran, and when he heard that he could see his father, he seemed to be as excited as if his father and mother were about to be reborn, and he didn't know what the fairy sister wanted the bowl for, but as long as she wanted it, as long as he had, even if it was his life, he was willing to give it to her.
When the mage came to his door, he found that he had come out with a bowl in his hand.
"Okay, give me your hand. ”
The mage stretched out his hand, already holding a small dagger in his other hand.
He obediently handed the bowl to the mage, and then stretched out his little hand. Pinching his thin little hand, the mage suddenly felt that she was a little unable to do it this time.
If you don't close your eyes, he's a man, but he's still a kid.
The mage took his hand and took out his knife and made a slash at his fingers.
A drop of bright red blood dripped into the black pottery bowl, and the mage ordered a spell on Bu Xiao's hand to keep him from pain.
"Is that okay? Is that okay?"
Looking at the mage at all, his strong desire to see his father and mother made the mage very uncomfortable.
"Well, let's go to the room, the sun is too strong outside. ”
"Uh-huh!"
After a while, he quickly slipped into the house, and when he heard Sister Fairy say this, he seemed to just remember, "Sister Fairy, is it not possible during the day, can you leave later......"
"There's nothing in the way during the day, but it's not good to worry that your grandma will bump into her when she comes back. ”
In fact, the child didn't call grandma at all, he called his mother-in-law, but he was stunned and asked the mage to call him grandma every day, so that he also formed a habit.