Crazy childhood sweetheart always thinks of me

When he heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He hadn't seen the child for more than ten years. Although the child was not his, and he should have hated the child, he couldn't hate the child.

He didn't know whether he was happy or sad, but he was willing to come and negotiate with me. I think I guessed right. He still loved Chu Fengque, and he still wanted to see what his child looked like.

He nodded with determination: "Okay, I'll cure him and let you go. You draw me a portrait of him and tell me how he has been doing over the years."

I was very happy that he agreed to cure Yun Hance so easily, but along with my happiness, I felt a little distressed inside, because I felt sorry for him because of his kindness.

Yes, I think he is a very good person. He did not save Yun Hance at the beginning, threatened me to live with him in the cave until his death, and even tricked me into taking his so-called poison, but I can't say that he is a bad person.

He loves his wife and his children. To him, Yun Hance and I are strangers. He has endured so much pain, but he has not really become cold-blooded.

And his love for Chu Fengque is all he can give. Compare it with Yun Hance's father, who didn't believe him and was afraid of being implicated by him. They are all fathers, so why can some people who are not biological fathers love their children more than biological fathers, while some people are so cold-blooded and heartless that it makes people scared.

His unrecognizable face is still disgusting, but I unconsciously don't find it creepy at all. Instead, I feel that his hunched back is still tall and majestic.

I smiled at him: "Okay, but I don't have much chance to meet Chu Fengque. But my husband, there is nothing in this world that my husband doesn't know. If you wake him up, he will tell you everything about Chu Fengque!"

He kept mumbling, but there was a light in his eyes: "Chu, Feng Que, his name is Feng Que?"

I nodded. What's wrong? Is he going to get sick again? I touched the medicine bottle on my waist. During these days in the cave, I found that he would get sick for no apparent reason. I thought all crazy people would not take it seriously when they had a serious illness.

But Fengpi would attack people for no reason, so for my own safety, after I learned the simplest tranquilizer, I prepared a pill as soon as possible, so that when he got sick, I would give him a pill and he would immediately roll his eyes and faint.

I was on full alert at the moment, but who knew he would actually cry and laugh at the same time: "Feng Que, since his name is Feng Que, I didn't expect you still remember him, you still remember him."

He ran out yelling like crazy. I picked up the food he threw to me on the ground. There was a live pheasant in the bag, as well as bird eggs and wild vegetables. I guess he went hunting. I don't know what the weather is like outside? Is it cold or warm? Has my brother returned? Will my parents be worried and sad after not hearing from me for so long?

I chopped off the chicken's neck with a knife while smiling. That shouldn't be the case. I had encountered so many things in the past, and no one at home had ever worried about me. I just missed my mother's cooking.

Boiling water, plucking and blanching were done in one go. I sat by the fire. The firewood for making the fire was also brought back by my predecessors. I hugged my knees and thought to myself that I should be able to return to the capital soon.

When I return to the capital, the first thing I will do is to learn embroidery well and embroider a decent token of love for Yun Hance.

Then I want to try all the delicious food in Beijing. I’m drooling just thinking about it.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop drooling in the pot."

I touched a handful of non-existent saliva, and my senior looked at me with a funny face. I snorted and scooped up the foam in the pot: "I tell you, I drool every day when I cook!"

My senior looked at me with disgust. I succeeded in disgusting him and felt secretly happy.

He didn't care too much and threw me a steamed bun. I stared at the white and soft bun in a daze. It had been a long time since I had eaten this thing. I remembered that a long time ago, when I was at home, I was so poor that I couldn't even afford steamed buns. At that time, I wanted to vomit just by looking at this thing.

I took a small bite of the white steamed bun. I don’t know why, but I always felt that it was particularly soft, sticky and sweet.

While eating the steamed buns, he seemed to be talking to himself: "When your husband is cured, you can go with him!"

I was speechless for a moment, and he continued: "We have developed some feelings for each other in this cave. I will tell you how to get out. Don't come to such a dangerous place in the future."

My lips moved, but I couldn't utter a word. I had been thinking about leaving this damn place day and night, but I couldn't bear to leave an old man who had suffered so much injustice and loneliness here.

He was right. We stayed in this cave together and used and threatened each other from the beginning. He tricked me into taking poison and was afraid that I would really leave one day, so he gave me the antidote after a while. But later, we got along peacefully, sat down to eat, and occasionally joked with each other. We had become friends.

He raised his strange face, perhaps seeing my reluctance: "Little girl, what's your name?"

I was stunned. We had been together in this cave for such a long time, but I had never asked him his name, and he had never asked me his name, let alone inquired about my identity.

I told him very sincerely at this time: "My name is Su Ran. Actually, after all, I have learned some medical skills from you. Although you look bad, you are actually a very good person."

"Good guy?" He seemed a little surprised.

I nodded vigorously: "So I want to call you Master."

"Master?" He didn't even have time to digest the word "two good guys", but I said the word "master" which surprised him even more.

"Yes, Master. I want to ask you, why didn't you go to the capital to seek revenge when you could have gone out?"

He didn't seem to want to answer the question. His face, covered with rotten flesh, opened and closed as he chewed the soft and fragrant steamed bun: "Then don't you want to see him in person?"

He suddenly stopped chewing, obviously very unhappy, and wanted to run away: "Look at my face, how can I go to see him? I'm afraid of scaring him."

His voice was very loud, and he was obviously in great pain. I stood up and walked to him, pulling aside his messy hair: "You are a doctor yourself, you should be able to heal the wound on your face, right? I will take you out of the cave, tell me what herbs you need, and I will ask my husband to find them for you. He is very good at it, what..."

Before I could finish, he collapsed and squatted down holding his head: "I know he is very powerful, but my face has been rotten for more than ten years, and it can't be cured."

He broke down and cried like a child, and I squatted down to comfort him: "Master, is a face really that important?"

He slowly raised his head and looked at me seriously: "Then, it's not important?"

I saw that festering face, and he slumped on the ground, unable to utter the three words "not important": "I really want to see him. I dream of seeing him again. When I left the capital, he said he couldn't bear to leave me and wanted to go with me, and I promised him that I would never leave him." The more he spoke, the sadder he became, and his heart was as miserable as death.

I sat next to him: "If you are really afraid of scaring him, you can meet him secretly."

Even if you stood in front of him, he would not recognize you.

I didn't say this out loud because I was afraid it would make him even sadder. He didn't say anything else, and I didn't say anything else either.

Then he quickly gave acupuncture to Yun Hande, while pointing out the acupoints for me as he did in the past. Yun Hande's fair skin was covered with shocking scars. When I was changing his clothes before, I didn't dare to look at them too much because my vision was blocked.

At this moment, the master was shining the night pearl, and I caressed the scar on his chest that was growing longer day by day. The master saw that I looked worthless and said with disgust: "Go away."

I nodded, and handed the master a silver needle, medicine, and bandages. While using the silver needle on him, the master told me: "He is very weak. Not only are his internal organs damaged, but because of the collapse of the cave, many rocks fell on him. His health is not optimistic. When you get out, it is best not to fight and kill, but to take good care of your body."

I agreed to them one by one.

Damage to his internal organs? I suddenly opened my eyes. What kind of pain did he go through to revive me?

It was unknown how long this lasted, Yun Hance's lips suddenly tightened, his jaw clenched tightly: "It hurts."

Since he spoke, I looked at him as if I was hallucinating. His lips slightly opened and he gasped heavily: "Yuanyuan."

I held his hand, cried with joy and said yes, and then he fainted.