My sister is born again

What I hold in my palm is her who is still warm, nostalgic for the warmth of interdependence with her in the previous life, that is the only warmth I have.

After watching her fall asleep peacefully that night, I checked her body and found that everything was fine except for her bruised arm before returning to my yard.

The first thing I did was to ask her to move to my yard. The next day when I was teaching the disciples from the outer sect on the martial arts training ground, the second junior brother was also instructing on the ground.

And he is the one who hurt Nian'er.

Learning martial arts is the most legitimate reason, and I was teaching Nian'er a lesson.

But he used the hidden weapon secretly, and I became angry. It's too bad for my fellow disciples to want to hurt someone's life.

I only hurt his arm so he could do it for himself.

Withdrawing the sword, I vaguely felt Nian'er's gaze, and looking sideways, I saw many inner disciples watching.

illusion?

I hesitated and walked away, but I didn't see her figure, so I withdrew my spirit and continued to teach my disciples how to practice swords.

In the evening, I immediately went to the yard where she lived. There were many people living in it, and her room was the smallest, and there were even a lot of sundries in it. It didn't seem like a residence.

These masters never said it, and I never noticed it in my last life.

Asking her to move to my place is just a matter of saying a word to the student in charge.

When I saw the little figure approaching, I couldn't help but want her to get closer to me, as if touching her and holding her in my hand would be reassuring.

Without talking to her first, I rashly asked her to move to my place, and her face froze for a moment.

It made me suddenly afraid. After all, I haven't been so close to her for several years. It's normal if she doesn't want to.

But I never thought that she was worried about the senior brother in charge, I pinched her face with pity to comfort her, and soon she suddenly became enlightened.

When I saw her presenting the pastries to me, I couldn't help trembling, listening to her talking about how many things she had done to get these pastries.

Thinking of her in the previous life, no wonder she cherishes pastries so much.

I couldn't help eating along with her, but the pastry had gone stale, and killing intent flashed in my eyes.

It's just that when I saw her in front of me, my gaze became much softer. I couldn't bear to let her spoil my stomach, and I was afraid that she would have to spoil the pastries with her. I have a lot of pastries.

She was lost for a while, and she was refreshed for a while, and asked me again, as if uncertain, whether there was really any pastry to eat.

I nodded in response, and she said to me after listening, she listened to her senior sister.

I don't know why, I have heard many words, whether true or false, but I don't know that this sentence makes my heart tremble.

I took her back to the yard, let her wash first, and then I went to take a bath.

It was thunderstorm outside, and when I entered the room with the ointment, she hugged the quilt blankly, the hair scattered behind made her small body, and even her face was small, only the dark eyes were still rolling, like a When she saw me, her eyes stopped on me.

I put medicine on her arm, and she sat there obediently and watched, neither moving nor making noise.

After taking the medicine, she had a silly smile on her face, and I asked her why.

She blankly responded to her happiness.

I didn't ask any further questions, guessing that I couldn't get anything out of it, I just reached out and touched her shoulder-length hair, most of it was dry, so I asked her to lie down and sleep peacefully.

Turning around and wiping her hair, the gaze behind her was undisguised, and I followed her curiously.

I just heard her ask when she could grow such long hair, I thought about it and answered her about three to five years.

He asked again how old she is now, and she replied, "Twelve."

I was a little anxious, but when I looked at her who was still fine, the anxiety eased a lot.

After wiping my hair, I lay beside her, thinking that she seemed to touch my hand, and there was a thunderstorm outside, I guess she was afraid because she was still a child.

I put my arms around her, talking to her and comforting her.

After a while, when she couldn't fall asleep, I was a little sleepy but still chatted with her.

I just noticed that she seemed to like my hair very much, so I rubbed her face sideways, hugged her to keep her from moving, and told her to seriously sleep and the matter of Aunt Li.

She blankly thought that Nian'er would be good, and then she really didn't bother anymore.

When she gradually fell asleep, I smiled unconsciously, pinched her little earlobe with my fingertips, and fell asleep peacefully.

I woke up early the next morning, looked sideways at her who was sleeping steadily on one side, carefully pulled away the hand holding her, covered the quilt before leaving the room.

I went to the martial arts field early on. On the one hand, this is a daily task, and on the other hand, I am thinking about who is the inner leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

If it can't be found out, it will be uneasy for Nian'er to stay here.

After noon, Master and the elders made a routine inspection, and I couldn't get away to find her.

I had to wait for the meeting to end, and I went to the backyard to find her.

I didn't want to miss her, but saw the messy dishes in the back kitchen. I looked around and called her name, but there was no sign of her.

The familiar feeling of dread made me disoriented, and I ran around trying to hear a little bit of her voice.

Until I heard a woman angrily calling a fool, I quickly rushed to the other side, and saw her being pushed into the stream by the woman.

At that moment, my heart seemed to stop. Without thinking about it, I fell into the stream with her.

I carried her out of the water and surfaced. Fortunately, she woke up. While I was looking for a suitable position among the rushing stream, I was afraid that she would be exhausted.

The dead wood washed down from the upper stream is more dangerous than the water, and I comforted her, telling her not to let go later.

And her little face was pale from being choked by the stream, and she nodded obediently.

Just when I was thinking about how to take her out of the water, a strong suction force suddenly let her get away from me.

As soon as I turned around, I saw her sinking into the bottom of the water. I looked at the water surface in disbelief, then followed her, and was also sucked into the dark hole over there.

Originally, I grabbed her hand in a panic, not wanting to fall into a cave in a cliff, but suddenly a few wolves appeared from nowhere.

I beheaded a wild wolf, but the other wounded wolf took her away unconsciously while I was not prepared.

The caves are full of traps, so I have to carefully shuttle between the dark paths.

It's just that the longer time passed, the colder my heart became, and I couldn't help but regret why I didn't take her away from Wenling Mountain last night.

Fortunately, she is still alive, I heard her voice among the criss-crossing mountain roads.

Because it was too dark, I couldn't tell whether it was her or not, so I just hugged her intuitively.

I wanted to talk to her, but the breath of the wild wolf was nearby, so I had to stretch out my hand to confirm.

But when I was almost sure it was her, but found that no matter how I touched her, she didn't make a sound, I was worried that she had lost her breath.

He stretched out his hand to explore her heart, but luckily it was still beating.

"I don't eat well." She trembled and whispered in fear.

"Fortunately, I'm still alive, Nian'er, don't be afraid, I'm Senior Sister."

I responded softly, and comforted her along the way.

She relaxed and leaned close to herself, as if she was wronged.

I didn't have much time to appease her, so I took her to avoid the wild wolf and an old man.

Through the familiar mountain road, I jumped into a hidden pool to wash off the smell on my body. After all, wild wolves have an extremely sensitive sense of smell.

She was too cold, so I took her ashore and entered the cave, and asked her to take off her wet clothes to check her wounds.

And I deliberately added a lot of firewood to the fire to make her feel warmer.

When I turned around and saw her taking off her clothes, I didn't know where to put my eyes.

Turning around hastily, he looked nervously at the fire, thinking what happened to him?

They are all women, why are they so scrupulous all of a sudden?

Her voice came from behind, and I asked her to turn her back to me strangely.

After she turned around obediently, I turned around and saw the scars on her back, most of which were scratched by sharp objects.

Because of the blisters, the wound rotted. Compared with her pale skin, the purple wound was shocking.

I took a deep breath and told her that the wound needed to be cleaned, and she nodded in response.

Fortunately, there are herbs in this cave, so I cut off the broken meat for her and then applied the herbs on her.

After the wound was cleaned up, I covered her with my coat and told her to get dressed.

Turning around to look at the scarlet fire, the blood-stained broken steps on the side were all on her body, and her heart ached.

I dare not think deeply, if I come one step later, she may not be here.

The palms of his hands trembled subconsciously, noticing the sight of her looking at her side, he stretched out his hand sideways and gently rubbed her cheek, talking to her.

She timidly looked at this side and asked if she was angry.

I responded to her in confusion, and only after listening to her explanation did I realize that my silence had misunderstood her.

Besides, I told her for sure that I was never angry with her, so she believed it.

Wrapped in a thin coat, she is close to my arms,

I held her stiffly.

When he glanced down at her open collar, his eyes were quite uncomfortable, and he stretched out his hands to straighten her clothes.

That night, I didn't ask her to help until her hair was completely dry. In fact, it was the first time I roasted the wild wolf meat, and she didn't hold anything against it.

Just like when I was a child, it is very easy to feed.

After filling her stomach, I let her have a good rest. In the middle of the night, I listened carefully to the sound of wolves coming from outside. I was afraid that this place was not safe enough.

But when he looked at her who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, his heart still couldn't stop being soft.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight. When I woke her up the next day, she looked at me in a daze, and then sat down obediently.

I wanted to tidy up the messy and open clothes for her, but in the end I pretended to turn around and take the sword, and let her change into the dry clothes by herself.

I didn't want her, but she frankly held my coat and walked in front of me. The fair skin and her girlish body made me panic.

After taking the clothes, I quickly turned my head and said to her, "Nian'er...you should put on the clothes first."

She obediently went to put on her clothes, and then said, I didn't turn my head back immediately, but put on the coat she gave me, tied up my hair and then turned around.

"Is Senior Sister hot?" She touched my face with her soft fingertips and asked, awkwardly touching her own cheek to compare the temperature.

My gaze followed her collar, and I couldn't help thinking of the snow-white skin that lingered in my eyes for a long time just now.

His heart was beating in a panic, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand, took a deep breath and replied, "Maybe."

She looked at it full of confusion, but just like before, she just took whatever I said and never questioned it.

And I also feel that the current self seems a little strange, I forcibly moved my eyes away from her, thinking that this is the disease caused by the reincarnation?