Chapter 5: Gifts

But I'm always different from the average person: "That's it." ”

"Beautiful sister, I beg you, it's good if we don't let A-Niang know!"

I firmly refused: "No!"

"Pretty sister!" he said softly.

"You talk to your aunt well, if she has no opinion, I can teach you. ”

"Well, well, I guess my pretty sister doesn't like me at all. ”

I wondered, "Why do you say that?"

Sometimes I feel that his conversation does not match his young body, it seems that his aunt has read books to him, and he is young and old.

"They all said that they are willing to do anything to the person they like, I beg you so pitifully, you are not moved, you must not like me, so they are slow to agree. ”

"Who are they? How can they teach you this, you child, what are you thinking, go out for a walk. I got up, stood on the edge of the bed and looked at him, and then walked forward, and when I was gone, he quickly climbed out of bed, put on his shoes, and trotted to catch up with me.

I wrapped him in a white feather cloak that I had worn when I was younger, and then I went out.

The snow outside the house is overwhelming, a white expanse, yesterday's snow scene has not dispersed, today's received come, look up, everything in front of you feels very bright, although a little cold, the spirit is very refreshing.

For me who is very lazy, the morning exercise has never been less than once, although it is a morning exercise, but every time it becomes a mountain patrol, do not go all over the rain on the fairy mountain, I am not at ease, in the past, the footsteps are also fast, the character of the child will make the art of flying, today this child is by his side, can only be on his pace.

But he smelled the flowers and played with the snow all the way, and played very happily around me, and from time to time a snow ball was thrown at me, and when he looked at me, he grinned at me and smirked, and the words that wanted to teach him a lesson were stuck in his throat. Once or twice, I ignored him and let him play on his own, and when a person is bored, he won't play.

Later, I didn't play anymore, I took my hand and asked, and my whole body seemed to be dragged by me, and I was very helpless.

"Pretty sister, who are you who taught you such a powerful spell. ”

"Nobody taught me. "In this chaotic world, under the long-term suppression and humiliation, it is difficult not to be strong.

"You learned it yourself. The way he opened his mouth in surprise made me feel a little show-off, and my personality had changed a lot since I met this child.

In Yuluo Xianshan, those children may think that I am silent and cold-tempered, and they all call me 'little aunt' affectionately and awe-inspiringly, estranged from me, and avoid it, and over time, I am also used to this kind of relationship, always calm in front of them, and take out the momentum of elders.

But in front of this child, it won't take half a moment to break the work.

He was kind to me, but he didn't feel the kind of respect for his elders, maybe he really didn't treat me as an adult, and that 'beautiful sister' already showed my status in his heart.

"Almost!" I stood still, looking down at the little man who was no longer than my legs, and today's bundle of hair was as delicate as yesterday under my spell, and it looked so radiant. He looked up at me, the stars in his eyes shimmered, very dazzling, those delicate little red lips, always inadvertently said things that you did not expect.

"Then when will I be as good as you? ”

"You want me to do something so powerful, you have someone to protect, and no one else can hurt you. I crouched down, tried to look parallel to him, took the petals off his bun for him, knew what he was thinking, and deliberately didn't answer him.

"I'm amazing, I can protect you, huh...... Protect others. ”

"Okay, then you have to pass your mother's level first. Soon after squatting, he felt a little weak in his ankles, gathered his somewhat wild cloak, stood up straight, and took a step forward.

His small steps jumped and jumped, and suddenly reached the small hand in the palm of his hand, which made me feel physically and mentally, he seemed to be very accustomed to this inadvertent hand-in-hand, a habit developed at home, or I made him feel too insecure, and he was at ease by clinging to it.

His fingertips were slightly cold, and I softened my heart and shook his soft little hand back to warm him up.

"Beautiful sister, you wait, I will definitely be able to convince my aunt. ”

"Yes! I believe you. ”

But a few days have passed, Ah Shang and Ah Xia have not shown up again, this child does not cry every day, not awkward, I know that life is not interesting, one day is not a morning exercise, or a patrol mountain, and then the rain falls on the fairy mountain all kinds of things. He didn't bother to ask me to take him home, nor did he go out alone, he was really well-behaved and followed him, and he didn't say anything about asking me to teach him spells.

It's just that every time I practice the exercises, he will always sit on the side, not saying a word, looking carefully, like a little adult, even though I came from that age, I can't guess him.

Sometimes when he sees other children in the mountains eating delicious food, he shouts that he wants to eat, and others give him politely, but he is willful and doesn't want it, so he asks me to make food for him. It's really embarrassing for me, at such a big age, I can eat anything, but I can't do it!

No, today he was excited by him, and when he rose in the morning, he told him to pick some fresh plum petals and go back, and make plum blossom cakes for him to eat.

At the beginning, he naively asked me what I was doing to pick flowers, whether I wanted to collect petals like him, and said that he also put the petals of his sachet to me, and a few days in his sachet, he was a little dehydrated, seeing this, he was unhappy, and said: "It's all dying!"

"I told you that I couldn't put it for a long time" I looked at his pouting face, took the sachet from his hand, the cold aroma that came to my nose, made me feel in a trance, so familiar, I could remember it the next moment, but I suddenly forgot it clean.

"What then?" The gloomy and sad appearance made people feel pitiful and funny.

I shook the sachet, and a few petals jumped with a small force, and when I looked at his pitiful little eyes at me, I said carefully, "Why don't you bury it under the tree!"

"Don't!" he said firmly.

"Then you are picking a few petals, and the plum blossoms are blooming just right these days. ”

"Don't!"

"Then what do you say. I reached out to wipe away the tears that fell from his face and tapped my fingers on his forehead.

"I don't know!" A pair of eyes suddenly turned red, and the tears overflowing in the eyes only needed to be said for a moment.

I'm most afraid of others crying in front of me, I really don't have the talent to comfort people, and I never cry in front of others, adults cry, I can also ruthlessly turn around and leave, pretending not to see, but this child, hey, it's really difficult! I squatted down and hugged him and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, it's okay, beautiful sister let it never wither, okay?"

"Okay!" he was happy to hear this, raised his hand to wipe his face, smashed his beautiful eyes, and looked at me with a look of hope, as if to say that you should hurry up and let it recover.

I was amazed at how easy he was and a little helpless at how he agreed to such a boring request. With a finger in his hand, he recited the spring technique, and in an instant, the delicate petals rejuvenated, slowly stretched, as if growing on a tree, and the opening was brilliant, seeing this, he danced happily, took it and put it under the tip of his nose and smelled: "Well, it's so fragrant!"

"Is it really so fragrant?" Not to mention that those petals have no taste after a long time, no matter how much I try to keep them from wilting, the fragrance is still not as fragrant as the branches of the tree.

"Well, it smells like a pretty sister. ”

He said this, but I came back to my senses, the hair is indeed very familiar, a handful of the hair in the ear smelled, sure, look at him carefully put away and hang around his waist, I asked the doubts in my heart: "Who gave you this sachet?"

"Ah Niang, Ah Niang made it herself. He looked up and said with pride.

That...... This hair should be his mother's, but the smell on his mother's body is not like this, and he has doubts, but he still asked cautiously: "Then do you know whose hair is in this sachet?"

"Yours. He suddenly lowered his eyebrows, carefully observed my eyes, and spoke like a mosquito.

"But how did my hair end up with you?" My mind crossed over the recent events, and there were more and more doubts in my heart, but I couldn't think about anything, maybe it was my sensitive temperament that was causing trouble, and I thought about it too much.

"A-Niang said that it was the little A-Niang who begged you to give me a protection. ”

"Asha, you can show me again. "I'm looking for memories, but I haven't ever had it, how did this Ah Xia get my hair, this hair is indeed my blessing talisman spell, but when did this Ah Xia deceive me.

"Well, pretty sister, are you going to take it back?"

"No, this is what your little aunt gave you. ”

"There's another one at home, something you gave me. He opened the first half of the sentence in a hurry, and the second half seemed to think of something, and suddenly his voice fell, and he looked at me cautiously.

I was a little curious, "What?"

He shook his head and said nothing.

"Isn't it your little aunt who gave it to you again?"

"Well, but she said that you gave it to me, and I want to keep it for a good time, otherwise you will be angry, so I kept it at home and never brought it with me!"

"I don't know!" I cried and laughed.

"Pretty sister, have you changed your mind?" he covered the sachet and moved his body to the side, afraid that I would take it back.

"No, what was given to you is your thing, naturally I won't want to come back!" I thought it should be something for him to protect himself, so I didn't pursue it, and I didn't care about it.

"Really?"

"Here, you take it, it will protect you in times of crisis. ”

"Thank you, pretty sister!"

"Thank you for what I did? I don't know anything about this. ”

"But it's yours!" I can only say okay when I can't resist him.

This child's temperament is simple, he happily picked a lot of petals, and the little figure shuttling between the flowers and forests is like a bird out of the cage.

"That's enough, don't pick it anymore. "Look at the busy Zhenghuan of that little figure, I really can't bear to disturb it, but look at the basket full of red and white petals in my hand, I can't fit it.