However, he really wanted to know:

This little beggar who was loved by her a lot back then, can she really remember the past?

If so, maybe......

He could......

Inside the thatched cottage.

Hua Wan looked at the people on the teaching platform in distraction, and didn't notice the deep love that was watching her outside the window.

At this moment, Hua Wan's beautiful eyes reflected Qianqingzi's snowy bloom, fairy wind bones.

He said that his name was Chikiyoko, and it was customary for his protégés to call him Master.

But for some reason, she saw him.

I always seem to see the image of a little beggar in ragged clothes, waving his slender dirty hands, running towards her.

"Auntie?" Hua Wan muttered in a low voice.

In the depths of her memory, she seemed to hear him shout:

"Auntie, aunt...... I'm hungry ......."

He shouted as he hugged her legs, raised his childish little face, and blinked his big eyes like a fan......

Memories shuttled, and immature smiling faces flashed in front of him.

For a moment, she seemed to see:

The young man once put a wreath of magnolia flowers on her hair on tiptoe......

He always called her, aunt...

Aunt? Hua Wan closed her beautiful eyes slightly, her embroidered eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and the bottom of her eyes was gradually covered by the diffuse mist.

Tick!

A tear slipped down and wet the desk in front of Hua Wan.

What's wrong with her? Why does she cry?

Who the hell is that kid?

He called her repeatedly: Auntie.

In his mind, he was excited, coquettish...... Helpless...... Countless shadows dangled in front of him.

"Who are you?" Hua Wan wiped the tears from her cheeks.

She doesn't understand:

Why she, as soon as she saw him.

Will she have this strange feeling?

She seemed to have seen him, but ...... In the depths of her memory, there had never been such an old man.

"A hundred years ago, in a small town on the banks of the weak river. There was a child who was abducted by hateful house slaves and eventually became the youngest beggar on a street corner. In the winter of that year, he was less than four years old and almost starved to death on an unknown street ......corner, but later a fairy aunt told him that he would never leave him behind...... "Chikiyoko always closed her eyes, and her face was full of forbearance.

"Little beggar?" Hua Wan's mind was instantly overwhelmed by countless pictures, and the pain was incomparable.

Her little beggar? Her Qian'er!

"But in the end, she broke her promise for the sake of a man!" Qianqingzi's old tears are rampant.

After the heavenly fire in the second year of Shuowu, he never saw her again for a long time.

After that year, he has been waiting in Helan City.

Waiting for his aunt to come back to him, waiting for him to catch butterflies in a boat, teaching him to understand the past and the present, and scratching his nose and coaxing......

Now that he was old, he thought he couldn't wait for her anymore.

Unexpectedly, she actually came back to him?

"For a man? Who is ......" Hua Wan exhaled painfully, and the pain in her eyebrows instantly penetrated her heart.

The pain of her eyebrows tearing came back.

It was as if there was a powerful force that was about to break through.

Little Chiko? Qian'er! Hua Wan stared at Chikiko deadly.

At this time, in her eyes, Chikiyoko was still the little beggar she used to be......

He called her, auntie?

But why......

is such a young child, but now he is in his prime. And she......

What the hell is going on?

The deeper the memory, the stronger the pain. It was as if the pain was meant to suppress the memories in her mind.

No! It hurts!

"Enough!" Mu Han broke in and took the painful Hua Wan into his arms: "Wan'er, we don't want to!" ”

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