"No, we can think of a way to turn Master back to the Li Huiyue he was before, the carefree, kind and upright second son of the Li family!" Hua Ying insisted.
"That's impossible, please wake up!" Yu Liuli said sadly, "At this point, Li Huiyue has been dead for many years."
Even Yu Liuli has given up. Is there really no other way?
The bright moon slowly opened her eyes, a pair of gloomy and empty eyes, staring blankly at the flower jacaranda with a faint gaze.
Hua Ying looked into the bright moon's eyes, and felt a twinge in her heart. He was a man with dreams, like an eagle flying high, but now his wings were broken and he had nothing...
"Sister Yu, I want to talk to him alone, is that okay?" Hua Ying turned around and said to Yu Liuli.
Yu Liuli nodded, with a tired face, walked out of the stone room, and closed the stone door.
Hua Ying looked around, got up and walked to a stone platform, picked up a wooden comb, sat back by the bed, and carefully combed Bright Moon's hair.
The long red hair was still dazzling, but not as smooth as before. Hua Ying combed it carefully, holding back the tears lingering in her eyes.
"I remember that before, I also combed Master's hair." Hua Ying murmured with a smile and made a simple bun for Gaoyue.
Gaoyue's gloomy and empty eyes suddenly became a little brighter, and his voice was filled with vicissitudes of life: "Who are you?"
Is he talking to her? Hua Ying was startled, and then said softly: "I am Hua Ying."
"Hua-Ying." Gaoyue's brain seemed to be thinking, "This name is so familiar."
Jiaoyue was able to talk to her, and Huaying was secretly happy: "Yes, do you remember your name?"
"What's my name?" Gaoyue frowned in deep thought and shook her head dully.
"Li Huiyue." Hua Ying replied.
"Why are we in this place?" Jiaoyue said coquettishly like a child, "I don't like it here!"
"Well, I'll take you out of here soon." Hua Ying combed her hair into a bun and inserted a wooden hairpin she carried with her into Gaoyue's bun.
Jiaoyue's thoughts were completely confused and her words were incoherent: "I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat?"
"Can you make sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Osmanthus cake... Hearing these three words, Hua Ying's heart was pinched again. It hurt so much that he still remembered it! After she left him, he never ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she made by herself.
"Yes, I'll do it." Hua Ying still wanted to speak, but something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a word.
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There is a small kitchen in the stone house, which is quite complete with all kinds of things. Huaying asked Yinque to go back quickly and pick some sweet-scented osmanthus.
Hua Ying was busy in the kitchen, while Yu Liuli was in the bedroom, fetching a large basin of water, wiping Gaoyue's body and changing her clothes.
Hua Ying felt that Jiao Yue's greatest blessing in her life was that she had Yu Liuli who would never leave him.
Although life was not easy and there was nothing like the glory of the past, Yu Liuli no longer had the resentment and hostility in her eyes. Instead, she lived a peaceful and peaceful life, able to be with the people she loved all the time.
This is the kind of life Yu Liuli once pursued. She never cared about glory and wealth, but it was painful to see Jiao Yue often tortured by demonic pain.
Yinque came back soon, picked some large osmanthus branches and put them in her mouth. Huaying took some osmanthus branches and found an empty jar to put them. "No, we can think of a way to let them go."
Master will return to the Li Huiyue he was before, the carefree, kind and upright second son of the Li family!" Hua Ying insisted.
"That's impossible, please wake up!" Yu Liuli said sadly, "At this point, Li Huiyue has been dead for many years."
Even Yu Liuli has given up. Is there really no other way?
The bright moon slowly opened her eyes, a pair of gloomy and empty eyes, staring blankly at the flower jacaranda with a faint gaze.
Hua Ying looked into the bright moon's eyes, and felt a twinge in her heart. He was a man with dreams, like an eagle flying high, but now his wings were broken and he had nothing...
"Sister Yu, I want to talk to him alone, is that okay?" Hua Ying turned around and said to Yu Liuli.
Yu Liuli nodded, with a tired face, walked out of the stone room, and closed the stone door.
Hua Ying looked around, got up and walked to a stone platform, picked up a wooden comb, sat back by the bed, and carefully combed Bright Moon's hair.
The long red hair was still dazzling, but not as smooth as before. Hua Ying combed it carefully, holding back the tears lingering in her eyes.
"I remember that before, I also combed Master's hair." Hua Ying murmured with a smile and made a simple bun for Gaoyue.
Gaoyue's gloomy and empty eyes suddenly became a little brighter, and his voice was filled with vicissitudes of life: "Who are you?"
Is he talking to her? Hua Ying was startled, and then said softly: "I am Hua Ying."
"Hua-Ying." Gaoyue's brain seemed to be thinking, "This name is so familiar."
Jiaoyue was able to talk to her, and Huaying was secretly happy: "Yes, do you remember your name?"
"What's my name?" Gaoyue frowned in deep thought and shook her head dully.
"Li Huiyue." Hua Ying replied.
"Why are we in this place?" Jiaoyue said coquettishly like a child, "I don't like it here!"
"Well, I'll take you out of here soon." Hua Ying combed her hair into a bun and inserted a wooden hairpin she carried with her into Gaoyue's bun.
Jiaoyue's thoughts were completely confused and her words were incoherent: "I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat?"
"Can you make sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Osmanthus cake... Hearing these three words, Hua Ying's heart was pinched again. It hurt so much that he still remembered it! After she left him, he never ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she made by herself.
"Yes, I'll do it." Hua Ying still wanted to speak, but something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a word.
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There is a small kitchen in the stone house, which is quite complete with all kinds of things. Huaying asked Yinque to go back quickly and pick some sweet-scented osmanthus.
Hua Ying was busy in the kitchen, while Yu Liuli was in the bedroom, fetching a large basin of water, wiping Gaoyue's body and changing her clothes.
Hua Ying felt that Jiao Yue's greatest blessing in her life was that she had Yu Liuli who would never leave him.
Although life was not easy and there was nothing like the glory of the past, Yu Liuli no longer had the resentment and hostility in her eyes. Instead, she lived a peaceful and peaceful life, able to be with the people she loved all the time.
This is the kind of life Yu Liuli once pursued. She never cared about glory and wealth, but it was painful to see Jiao Yue often tortured by demonic pain.
Yinque came back soon and picked some large osmanthus branches and put them in her mouth. Huaying took some osmanthus flowers and put them in an empty jar.