After Becoming a Little |

In 87, during the handover season of winter and spring at the beginning of the year, the head of the Song family, the domineering president, took away the Taoist nun in white and moved the entire Huanxi Temple.

And at the end of that year, because of Erha's character, she quietly violated her master's instructions, and Mrs. Jin, who wanted to contact her senior sisters, found that she couldn't find anyone.

So she gritted her teeth and fell in love with Mr. Jin, and went south for the first time, trying to find her senior sister-but it was doomed to return in vain.

Afterwards, she returned to the former site of Huanxiguan, ran wildly in the empty ten-mile peach blossom forest, crying like a child who couldn't find a home...

It was also at that time that Mr. Jin found that he met the girl he was destined to, and made up his mind to protect her until the end of his life.

During the four years from 88 to 92, Lu Wuxia focused on his career, and always kept in mind his master's advice to avoid the Northland area where the Huanxi Temple is located.

But other than that, he has traveled all over the country and even Southeast Asia, and has gradually grown into an excellent reporter. From time to time, he will make big news, and then make up a first-hand report.

At this time, Mrs. Jin has reversed Mr. Jin, got married, and started her own journey to dominate the underground forces in the Northland.

She took the Qingming sword dug out from the tomb of the fairy sister's clothes and cut through the entire Fengjing. In the heavy rain, the light of the sword, the light of the sword, the light of blood, and the moon were intertwined. With the Ninth Bureau standing by and watching, she solved it by herself. Overcoming all dissatisfaction fully demonstrated how strict Huanxiguan's teaching standards are.

In 93, the underground queen began to expand outwards, and at the same time started her own path to find relatives. One year later, she failed to find relatives, but she had an extra daughter.

My mother blames the current memory, probably during this period of time. She met Ai Rulong around 95 years ago. At that time, both of them were struggling in the city. Long even worked for a long time in a job that could not make ends meet, and had to be supported by his girlfriend who wrote good articles.

At this time, Lu Wuxia was youthful and lively. He didn't know that something happened to his master, and he didn't know that Huanxi Temple had been moved to Wuyou Island. The overall temperament was the same as it is now, with an unforgettable sunny and cheerful.

It was much better than the deep and introverted look later - at least that's what the Xuanpao girl thought.

Or to put it another way... Compared to Lu Wuxia, who looks like a full-ranked number, he looks more like a really cute newcomer who is easy to tease.

"I'm really sorry, I was injured a little earlier, and I can't remember some things clearly." Sitting on the hospital bed, Lu Wuxia nodded apologetically to the two of them, one big and one young: "If there is anything wrong with the reception , please forgive me, and you are the master's... friend?"

"Actually, my real name is Ai Rulong." The girl in Xuanpao came up and held her mother's hand affectionately: "I don't know if you still remember me? Back then, I called you Xiao Tiantian by the Daming Lake." .”

"..."

Lu Wuxia looked down at his hands, and then at the face in front of him that was exactly the same as his master's, his expression gradually became weird: "Ai, Ai Rulong? You—"

"Yes, if you don't want to change your name, don't change your surname. I really have this surname. I'm a puppy if I lie to you!"

"..."

If it weren't for the old dean's attitude when talking to the other party before, she really had the urge to give the other party a shot.

Isn't Ai Rulong the little clerk in the foreign trade company I interviewed some time ago?

She took a deep breath: "This...Senior, please stop joking with me."

"Okay, it seems that I need to tell you about my other identity." The girl in Xuanpao sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes closed, she looked beautiful and calm: "Actually, I come from the future, we did it, time travel successfully gone."

"..."

"You and Ai Rulong are married."

"what?"

"Not only did you get married, but you also had a child, but it's a pity—"

"No, I don't believe it! Let go!"

Lu Wuxia tried to break free from the Xuanpao Nu's hand, but the latter just held it with terrifying strength, and the weak Lu Wuxia couldn't resist at all.

Li Guang's small stewed chicken noodle tugged at the hem of Xuan Pao Nu's clothes, and the latter let go of her hand: "Then let me prove it to you, what proof do you want?"

"You... No matter what the proof is, I won't believe it." Lu Wuxia held his forehead: "Please leave... I'm going to invite the doctor in, Aunt An—"

Before she finished speaking, the Xuanpao girl covered her mouth: "Wait! Don't you want to know how obedient and cute your daughter is?"

"..."

As if hearing a certain key word, Lu Wuxia's struggle slowly stopped, and his guarded eyes turned into a slightly soft blank.

Feeling the steady breath of the other party, the girl in the black robe took off the hand hanging from the bedside bell—if there was anything wrong, she would have to send someone to treat her immediately, and there was no need for her to yell Shout.

"I...I don't have a daughter..." Lu Wuxia said, subconsciously looking at her hands: "Or, have I been lying down for a long time?"

As an heir of the Ren Xia school of the Mohist school who is proficient in touching bones, she actually faintly sensed something wrong with her body.

Even though the physical youth and surging vitality are the same as when she was young, or even surpassed, but the bone age cannot be faked, and she once had the illusion that her body was torn apart by time, and it was obviously the skin of youth that was stuffed into it. To a middle-aged skeleton.

"It seems that you have discovered it." The Xuanpao girl used her own wisdom to make up for it. Although Quanzhi couldn't tell what details the other party realized, it was always right to follow her words.

"Then you're not from the future, are you?"

"It doesn't really matter whether I come from the future or the past." The Xuanpao girl thought for a while, and hooked her hands at the little nun Liguang: "Come on, let me show you something so that you can confirm my identity."

Li Guang's small stewed chicken noodle was silent for half a second. He couldn't see the Xuanpao woman's eyes, so he couldn't act quickly and thought about it. Then he reacted, unloaded the heavy sword box behind his back, and then raised it above his head.

The girl in Xuanpao opened the sword case, opened it slightly, and the sunlight came in from the window, reflecting on the deep purple epee scabbard: "This is your master's sword, and I am using it now, do you understand what I mean?"

"...It seems that you and my master have a good relationship." The suspicion in Lu Wuxia's eyes did not completely fade away, but it was obviously much lighter.

"More than that, I have a good relationship with you." Xuanpao girl nodded her lips: "Your Renmai Guanyuan acupoint has a red birthmark the size of a fingernail. come out."

"?!"

Lu Wuxia blushed suddenly, and the scarlet color visible to the naked eye spread upwards along her neck, and subconsciously grabbed the quilt covering her body - the location of Guanyuan acupoint is quite private, three inches below the navel , and the upper edge of the pubic symphysis is only a few fingers away.

"Don't get excited, it's nothing. If you really want to count it, we have slept in the same bed for several years, which is not much less than the time you and Ai Rulong shared the same bed."

"You—who the hell are you?!"

"You and Ai Rulong are married."

"I--"

"But divorced again."

"...Why?" Lu Wuxia frowned, and was distracted for a moment: "Divorce?"

She has a rather traditional temperament, she won't be tempted easily, but if she looks for it, she will often pay a lot.

In her mind, if Ai Rulong has no skills, then she can support the whole family. If Ai Rulong has the ability to dive into the abyss, she also has the confidence to be a qualified virtuous housemate, and she is not afraid to follow. Follow the opponent's pace.

As for the relationship, if the two parties have no relationship, how can they get married?

So she has both feelings and the ability to share joys and sorrows. She really can't figure out why she divorced the other party—even if her man cheated or something, it should be corrected and reflect on why she is not attractive enough, instead of using This way escape.

Although the Xuanpao girl didn't know Lu Wuxia's inner activities, her disbelief could be heard from her tone.

It seems that little student Lu at this time doesn't know what kind of difficult decision he will face... After all, if you want to get married, you have to give up saving the master. To her, the fairy sister is completely like a biological mother. Look at her Later choices can see which is more important.

Want to get married, but the adoptive mother will inevitably die, is it all worth it?

Obviously, she didn't think it was worth it—even if her husband and daughter were together, it wasn't worth it.

But at this moment, little classmate Lu still has another chance to choose, so the Xuanpao girl shrugged her shoulders: "Divorced, even if you still have a daughter, you have chosen to break off the relationship... If you have to choose again, How would you choose?"

"I... do I really have a daughter?"

"Yes, when she was a child, she was smart and had unlimited potential. She surpassed you, even compared to your master, she is not far behind."

If the little angel follows the same path as the fairy sister, she will probably be the hero of the version.

"Why did I get a divorce?" Lu Wuxia frowned: "Did something happen that caused our relationship to break down, or was there something more serious that forced me to do this?"

"It seems that your way of thinking hasn't changed. Sure enough, amnesia is not the same as dementia... Well, your master was seriously injured and fell into suspended animation. If you choose to give up your marriage and travel all over the world, there is a [-]% chance of awakening her."

"...I choose to save Master!"

"Don't worry, listen to me, if you choose marriage, then you can still continue your great cause of saving the master under the condition of having a happy family, but because of various energy and time constraints, your success rate will be reduced to [-]%, but you can get a complete family and a daughter who is cared for by you, and your daughter will grow up healthy and become a person of amazing times."

"I..." Lu Wuxia's eyes were a little dazed, and her voice gradually lowered: "My daughter..."

"Make a choice. Different choices lead to different lives. After all, you don't know what happened now, do you?"

"..."

"By the way, at this time, your husband's career has entered a rising period, and he can't spare too much energy to raise the child himself. Your choice will determine the future of the child—after all, she only has one father and one mother. And family is not what other people can give."

"I choose...I..." Lu Wuxia covered her forehead, as if she was caught in some kind of difficulty, and finally she responded with a hoarse voice from her throat: "I choose...to save the master..."

"...Why?" Xuanpao Nu was silent for a while, and asked, "Isn't your daughter important?"

"Even if I'm not around, the child can grow into an adult." Lu Wuxia raised her head, her eyes became clearer, and she even became a little more determined: "But my master——if you encounter a crisis that even she can't solve, I will help you." You must have the consciousness of giving your life to be able to help her... I only have such a master."

"What should I say?" The Xuanpao woman touched her chin: "Should I say that it is you? Or should I say that it is the way of forgetting love... In fact, your thinking mode is very reasonable, but it is a little less human. And it's clearly based on individual heroism."

"I--"

"Congratulations, your daughter has grown up and successfully entered a university." The girl in Xuanpao spread her hands: "Despite your unremitting efforts, your master still hasn't woken up."

"...At least I did it, and I won't regret it because of it."

"Really? Although your daughter has grown up, but because of the lack of fatherly love and motherly love, she has become inferior and even cowardly. Is it worth it?"

"She's an adult." Lu Wuxia took a deep breath, and somewhat relaxed: "After growing up, the melting pot of society is the place to hone people. I will help her find her own way. I will help her find her own way. Have confidence."

"Emmm...but she's dead."

"……what?"

"At that time, your daughter died." The Xuanpao woman's tone was calm, her expression was serious, and she didn't mean to be joking at all: "It's very unfortunate, Ms. Lu, but I have to tell you this sad news. More than two months ago , because of emotional obstacles and long-term psychological depression, your daughter couldn't think about it for a while, and died in her own home after taking an overdose of sleeping pills, walking... not very peacefully."

"..."

Lu Wuxia's pupils shrank like needles in an instant, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.

Some deep memories turned up huge waves from the depths of her mind, washing her thoughts - visible blue veins sprouted on her forehead.

Her eyes were flickering, her frail body couldn't suppress the turbulent breath, she sucked in air like a bellows, and there was a ho-ho sound in her throat, and finally fell back on her back, leaning on the upright pillow on the bed, suddenly He spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out again.

The violently fluctuating body data issued an alarm, and the old dean rushed over and pushed open the door forcefully.

In the end, the goal was the scene of vomiting blood, which was too tragic.

"..." She took a deep breath, and cast her stern eyes on the Xuanpao girl: "Look at what you did!"

"That's it?" The filial daughter suppressed her urge to vomit blood, calmly took out her palm from under her mother's body, wiped the fishy and sweet taste from the corner of her mouth, and spread her hands expressionlessly: "Reciprocity, hurt each other Slightly—"

"go out!"

"..."

PS: When is the end of this day, if I don’t stuff the golden retriever into the cannon and hit the sun, I will die suddenly...

PS2: Continue tomorrow (weakly