She proudly looked up, her smile sly and clever. “Okay, since you’re injured, I’ll heal you. That way we won’t owe each other.”
She was repaying the favor like this?
What a sly little fox. Ning Yishu couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 10.】
After he laughed, the scene changed again.
It changed into a firewood shack. He knew this place.
He was once shut in here for ten days, and was not allowed to eat. Because he couldn’t cultivate, he couldn’t practice inedia and nearly starved to death.
Somewhat anxious, he looked around and spotted the familiar girl huddled in a corner.
She lacked any protective clothing. Her head was buried between her knees, and she shivered from the cold.
He softly walked over and reached out for a touch. He realized that she had already passed out and was running a high fever.
Ning Yishu hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her again.
No one could see him in this dreamworld, this deserted Grand Heavens Mountain.
The shack was as quiet as the land of ghosts.
He had panicked when he was alone, but holding her in his arms, he found that it wasn’t so unbearable.
Not to mention that her experience was so similar to his.
Whipped, confined, alone.
Ning Yishu looked at her, and it was like he was looking at himself.
He brought her back to his broken-down house, brought out salves that were commonly used in the mortal world, and wrapped the wounds that had gotten worse from the abuse.
Then he used cold water to cool her down.
She suddenly opened her eyes. “Who?”
She was alert, like a wounded cub ready to jump up and bite at any time.
Ning Yishu said softly, “It’s me.”
Finally, she could see him clearly. The vigilance in her face relaxed. “Oh, it’s you, ah.”
Ning Yishu saw her small, pale face, and couldn’t help but ask: “Feel better?”
She nodded, then frowned. “Why did you save me?”
Ning Yishu was surprised, but in fact, he didn’t know why he wanted to save her.
Clearly his heart had been worn down and hardened by the cold nature of reality.
But seeing her, his heart couldn’t help but soften.
“Maybe… because you’re a lot like me.”
Injured people always wanted the warmth of another person who had been injured.
When she heard this, she was unhappy. “You’re so old, how could I be like you? Not only that, but I’m so much more beautiful than you.”
Saying this, she jealously glanced at his handsome face, then turned her face, spiteful.
She was still a little girl.
Ning Yishu wasn’t angry, and even felt amused. When she curled into a little ball, she was especially cute.
He reached out and gently patted her head. “Yeah, ah, you’re the most beautiful.”
She turned away from him and humphed coldly, as though she looked down on his praise.
But he caught a glimpse of her shy, red face.
She was just a child.
Ning Yishu’s heart softened, and he couldn’t help but smile.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 12.】
Her: This favorability moves as slow as a turtle.
Suddenly she heard Ning Yishu say: “I know that you’re unreconciled and want revenge, but you’re still too young. There are times when you need to disguise yourself.”
Her ears twitched, and she whirled around, snarling: “I knew you were sent by them. Don’t even think that I will forget my parents. I won’t cultivate, and I won’t let you win.”
Ning Yishu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He didn’t expect that she would think like this.
But then he recalled that her family had been massacred, and she had gone through so much torment.
He understood where her vigilance stemmed from.
He couldn’t help but want to teach her. “You can’t take revenge like this. You have no strength, so you have to cultivate. Wait until you become stronger than anyone else, then you can do whatever you want to do.”
