Hidden Blade: Postscript, wailing

? Postscript.

"Xu Xiaoxiao, this name is very special."

"Well, I also think that I asked my mother why. She said that when other children were born, they kept crying, but when I was born, I kept laughing." Sitting in the snow Next to the campfire, the beautifully born girl squatted, holding the firewood in one hand and tinkering with the fire, while muttering to herself.

"Oh? Then your mother must also be a very special person."

"That is." Xu Xiaoxiao raised her neck and said proudly: "My mother is the most special and beautiful person in the world."

But soon she lowered her head again, her face a little lonely: "But my mother rarely laughs. I heard Aunt Xuan'er say that my mother smiles more beautifully."

"Why?"

The girl waved her fist and said quietly: "It's not because of my father. I haven't seen him since I was born. Although my mother doesn't say it, everyone knows that she is because of this."

"Where did your father go?"

"I don't know." Xu Xiaoxiao shook his head in distress, "Seven or eight years ago, the watcher of the shrine sent a message saying that he had found the trace of my father, and said that there is a stubborn person. Although there are thousands of incarnations, there will be a day to return home. It is only the length of time. Since that day, Aunt Keqing and Uncle Asheng will go to heaven every year to find my father's traces in various worlds. It is almost the New Year. Will come back."

Speaking, the girl looked up at the snowy sky, sighed with an old-fashioned sigh, and said: "Speaking of New Year, everyone is getting together again."

"Everyone?"

"A lot of people, there are Uncle Song and Brother Xu Lai, Uncle Chu and Brother Chu Ning, um, there are Nineteen Sisters and Brother Mu An." After that, Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly puffed. Some can’t help but laugh: “Do you know? Brother Mu’an is a funny person. Over the years, he’s always wondering if he’s a descendant of the Supervisor. I’ve told him many times, if you’re going to get out of it. He didn’t get the sword that the adult gave you. But he still didn’t believe it. I took him to the shrine a few days ago. Only then did I know that my ancestor was the adult’s adopted son. How funny it is."

When the girl talked about this, she seemed to think of the scene and began to hide her face and laugh again.

At this moment, the figure sitting opposite the girl and wearing a pill cap stood up. He patted the snowflakes on his shoulder and said, "Smile, it's dawn, we should also hurry."

"Hmm." The girl stood up and extinguished the campfire in the snow. "Where is the uncle going?"

"Chang'an." The man responded softly, his voice dull.

"Really? My home is also in Chang'an. We are about to go back. We can go the same way." Xu Xiaoxiao said in surprise.

"Well, let's go the same way." The man nodded.

The two figures, one large and one small, walked towards the direction of Chang'an at that time. Wherever they passed, rows of footprints were left on the snow, and the figures gradually moved away, but the conversation was Still going on.

"Uncle, it's the new year, what are you going to do in Chang'an?"

"See someone who has been waiting for me for a long time."

"Oh. That means staying for a long time?"

"Hmm."

"Then I will ask you to play, and I will tell you that Chang'an I'm familiar, do you know that the female emperor Chengtian? That is my sister Ziyu, her boss and my second child in Chang'an, what's the problem? , You can come to me, I cover you."

"Also, you can also come to my house to play, I tell you, my yard is big, and there is a **** dog in the house, guess what his name is?"

The girl was talking non-stop, but then the man walking by her side suddenly asked.

"Smile~IndoMTL.com~Why did you laugh when you were born?" The man asked a question that had nothing to do with the previous topic.

The girl was stunned, but after a few breaths, she said: "I can't tell you, but my mother said that maybe because this world is so beautiful, I fell in love with this world just by looking at it, so I laughed. Non-stop."

"Is that so?" The man was silent for a while, and then asked: "Then do you think you like it?"

"Of course." The girl gave her answer without hesitation, and then she urged as if she had just awakened from a dream: "Uncle, don't interrupt, quickly guess the name of my black dog."

The man was silent again. He looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, then lowered his head and started to drive.

The girl frowned, stomped her feet extremely displeased, and was about to get angry at the man's silence.

The man walking in the front spit out two light words at that time: "Oh."

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