The Little Heavenly Master of Xuanxue Was Spoiled By Five Elder Brothers

  Chapter 94 Memories

  Ling Shen didn't know if the little girl saw him, but she still didn't think she was hiding in a corner.

  Fortunately, the little girl didn't look at it for long, so she retracted her gaze and asked Ning Zhiyao.

   "Sister, are you alone in your family?"

  Ning Zhiyao helped her disinfect her leg injury, straightened up a little bit, and continued to help her deal with the arm injury.

   "This is not my home." Ning Zhiyao said, "I'm just the caregiver of this home."

  "Nursing worker?" The little girl looked around and wondered: "Are there any patients here?"

  Ning Zhiyao paused, then smiled and looked up at the little girl: "It's not a patient, but the person I want to take care of. He is a bit quiet."

  The little girl may be thinking of the window with heavy curtains closed day and night, and then think of the suppressed and quiet atmosphere of this house, and probably can guess what the other person in the house is like.

  She just managed to climb to the second floor, but she found a little gecko on the leaf of the creeper. She was shocked, and then she fell from the second floor.

  After Ning Zhiyao helped the little girl deal with the wound, she also put on a band-aid. When it was cool to go in the middle of summer, Ning Zhiyao also asked that the wound should not be watered, and the little girl nodded obediently.

  She took the green tennis ball and walked out of the yard. She stood at the door of the yard and looked back. The windows on the third floor were still closed.

  The little girl pouted her lips: "It's really like a witch in a fairy tale."

  ……

  The old house where Ling Shen lives is in an old city, an old street, and there are towering banyan trees on the side of the street. When the weather is good, when you look up, the sun will shine through the leaves and form a light green light wave.

  The sky is very quiet, and the ground is noisy. Vendors driving tricycles selling popsicles, rattles shook happily, and a group of children ran after them with change.

  Young people go to prosperous places to develop, and they receive old people in the shade of the trees who are holding puffball fans and wearing undershirts to enjoy the shade.

  It has been almost a year since Ling Shen moved here, but in this place, Ling Shen had only been exposed to the outside world on the day he moved in.

  Yes, Ling Shen has not been out since the day he moved in.

  He closed himself in this house, in that dark room.

  Only darkness and deathly silence can give him a sense of security.

  Because it is the old city, the people living here are very ‘old’. This old does not refer to old age, but refers to those who live here since birth.

  For those people,

  They are all too familiar with everything on this street. They are familiar with every street vendor, every grass and tree, and every face here.

Except for that villa, that villa had been vacant before. It was only a year before someone moved in. The younger generation said when listening to the gossip of the old people here, that villa belongs to a wealthy family. Old mansion.

  Although someone moved in, the villa was still as quiet as if it was unoccupied. After that, the caregivers who occasionally went out to purchase, and the lights from the cracks in the windows at night proved that there was someone inside.

  Some adolescent children have noticed for a long time, they are like the king of a country, and the villa is a territory they have not yet occupied.

  Ling Shen sometimes sits by the window, opens the blackout curtains a little bit, and then looks at the outside world through that slit.

  The outside world is very lively, but he feels that he does not belong to this world.

  Yes, he does not belong to this world. He should have died as early as the day he witnessed the tragic death of his parents.

  In the year since he moved in, when Ling Shen couldn't sleep, he would lie on the window and peek at the outside world, like a person who cannot be accommodated by the world, greedily peeping at the beauty of this world.

  Until recently, he could only see the little girl.

On the side of the road opposite the old house, someone was pushing a trolley to sell watermelons. The little girl popped up with a skirt and stood next to the watermelon stall. She didn’t know what she had said to the stall owner. The stall owner laughed, and then He took a piece of watermelon from his car and gave her.

  Ling Shen saw this scene, and his eyes moved slightly.

  He also wants to eat watermelon a little bit.

  He stayed in the room and didn't go out. Although Ning Zhiyao had been providing him with good meals, the children were always greedy for something that was not nutritious.

  He hasn’t eaten watermelon for a long time.

  Ling Shen was watching, and she saw Ning Zhiyao coming back from the outside, she took a taxi, and the car stopped on the side of the road. After she got out of the car, she carried a large bag in her hand and was worried about how to move in.

  The little girl across the road saw it, said something to the owner of the watermelon stall, and then jumped over.

   "Sister Zhiyao, let me help you." When she said this, she had already taken things from Ning Zhiyao.

  Ning Zhiyao saw her, and a smile appeared on her tired face immediately: "It's you, are the bruises on your arm all right?"

The little girl raised her arm and took a look. She didn't notice whether it was good or not. After that day, she tore off the band-aid that Ning Zhiyao put on, leaving the wound exposed and crusted. When Ning Zhiyao asked, she looked down. I looked at my arm, saw that the wound was healed, and said, "It's much better."

  The little girl helped Ning Zhiyao move things back to the villa. Ling Shen saw it, closed the curtains, and walked out of her room like last time, came to the corner on the second floor, and spied on the little girl.

  The little girl helped Ning Zhiyao, and Ning Zhiyao left the little girl to make desserts with her.

The little girl was well-behaved and thin, and she often looked at everyone with a simple and innocent expression. Ning Zhiyao was captured all at once. After a while, she treated the little girl as a younger sister. The matter of climbing over the wall and climbing stairs is also forgotten.

  Ning Zhiyao is going to make roasted brulees. She adds whipped cream, sugar, condensed milk, and milk together and stirs them well, heats them until the sugar melts, melts and then adds two egg yolks...

  Ling Shen, who was hiding in the corner of the second floor, smelled the sweet smell in the air.

  This exquisite snack is delivered to Ling Shen’s room every day, but Ling Shen doesn’t know how to eat it.

  He has lost his desire for food, and because of a hunger strike, he sometimes needs glucose injections to survive.

  Ling Shen originally thought that he didn't want to eat, but now Ling Shen realized that he didn't want to eat, but that he didn't want to stay alone in the cold room and eat delicate snacks.

  He didn't want to admit it, but he did feel that there was no love and no breath of life in those snacks.

  From the moment his parents passed away, Ling Shen was disconnected from the love of this world and the breath of life in this world.

  Now that he smelled the sweet smell coming from the kitchen, his appetite was finally awakened.

  The little girl stood at the door of the kitchen watching Ning Zhiyao busy, her little head leaning against the door, when Ning Zhiyao's gaze swept over, she immediately smiled sweetly.

  Ning Zhiyao made three grilled brulees. When they brought it out, the little girl asked, "Is there anyone else?"

  The little girl is smart. She had seen Ling Shen before climbing up to the third floor, but after the first two situations, she guessed that the people in this house did not want outsiders to know about the room on the third floor.

  She knew that this roasted Bree was meant for the boy on the third floor, but she deliberately asked.

  Ning Zhiyao subconsciously glanced at the position of the stairs on the second floor, and smiled softly: "Yes, there is another kid."

  (End of this chapter)