"This matter has to be decided by Chenghachi."

"He is a man, and he always has to choose his own path in life." Yu Fengqian also said lightly.

Like Xiao Yu's thoughts, this is a lifelong thing, and they can't call the shots for Chengba.

Cui Yan looked at Xiao Yu and finally nodded.

How lucky this boy is.

After cleaning his hands, he picked up the silver needle and pierced it towards the big hole on Cheng Ba's body.

It hurts, it hurts......

Which miscellaneous hair and which needle the master. Chengba scolded in his heart.

Because of the pain, Seonghachi's brows furrowed.

It hurts so much!

He wanted to wake up and tear the bad guy who stabbed him into pieces, and strip him of his skin and bones. Dare to prick grandpa, you are tired of living!

However, tiredness and sleepiness drowned him like a tidal wave. He was like a drowning man, sinking uncontrollably.

He's so sleepy, so sleepy......

It doesn't seem to hurt that much, so let's rest for a while.

He seemed to see his mother's face, as soft and gentle as he remembered.

Her smile and her eyes are extremely spoiled, like the warm winter sun, dispelling all the darkness in her heart. She spoke, calling out to herself:

"Hachi, Hachi......"

"Come to my mother's arms......"

"Mother, are you here to take Hachi away......" Hachi blinked and choked up.

"Mother, Hachi misses you......"

She held out her hand to herself.

Chengba struggled to pounce, but the figure of his mother was getting farther and farther away. Seongpachi waved his hand, trying to catch the shadow, but he couldn't.

Mother, mother......

Don't go, don't leave me......

"Mother will miss you, Hachi, you are a strong child."

"Little eight, promise my mother, live well."

The gentle face slowly faded and finally disappeared.

Mother, don't leave me......

Mother, don't leave Xiaoba......

"Hachi! Hachi! ”

The crisp sound is like a yellow bird frolicking in the forest in the late spring, so listen to it. Chengba couldn't help but stop struggling, and the crisp cry of the quiet oriole.

"Hachi! Hachi! "The yellow bird's voice, although it sounded good, seemed to be a little anxious.

"If you want to save your legs, wake up."

"Wake up, if you don't wake up again, I'll forcibly amputate your leg?"

Amputation? Oh, he remembered, his leg hurt.

"Hachi!"

Yes!

It hurts, it hurts.

It hurts—

Seunghachi opened his eyes suddenly.

In the eye, it is a cheek dyed with light sweat and anxiety.

She was very white, her skin was as white as the finest mutton fat, and her eyes were large and flickering, like two black grapes. The small lips were like red cherries, and suddenly, the cherry opened gently, and a yellow bird-like voice spat out of her mouth.

"Hachi, you're awake." There was a bit of joy in the woman's voice.

Because I woke up with joy.

The candle flame flickered, plating her body with a layer of light gold edges, and the curvature of the corners of her lips was just right.

The fairy in the clouds, stepping on the moon.

"Li'er......" Cheng Ba couldn't help but shout, hooked the corners of his lips, and pulled a faint smile.

I remember you, Li'er.

Cui Yan was stunned.

Oriole?

She didn't remember having such a nickname.

Seeing him wake up, Cui Yan did not delay, and pulled out the silver needles inserted in Chengba's body one by one.

"It hurts, it hurts...... Li'er, kiss ...... "Xiaoba is most afraid of pain."

(A certain monk floated by: Nima, one or two, can you not be so ambiguous, I still have to sleep at night.) ）