Chapter 1184 - 335: Memories Should Be Kept Hidden! Is That You?!
Yuan’Er nodded, added a bit of hot water to the thermos wrapped in the doll, and then headed out with Jiunuan.
And just as they opened the door, they saw Xun Xian munching on a chicken leg.
Xun Xian still had some snowflakes on her clothes.
Clearly, she had just returned from outside, ready to knock and come in.
Eating her chicken leg, Xun Xian brushed off the snowflakes and immediately bombarded them with questions.
"What’s going on? Are you headed somewhere?"
"Shouldn’t you be in your room, pitifully expressing feelings to your brother Yuchi?"
"It’s cold winter, with snowflakes outside, why are you going out?"
"Is it that your brother Yuchi won’t be coming back this year?"
"And you’re so heartbroken that you want to freeze yourselves to death?"
Xun Xian spoke with humor and sarcasm, trying to catch the girls’ embarrassed expressions.
Both girls blushed almost simultaneously.
Xun Xian speaks quite straightforwardly.
Could she not be just a bit more tactful? Seriously, girls can be shy too!
Then Yuan’Er explained to Xun Xian:
"We’re taking little Ximo out to prep some things."
"The day after tomorrow is New Year’s, still some things need preparation!"
"After all, it’s our first time celebrating in Jiangzhou City, we can’t let the Immortal Robe Pavilion feel too desolate."
Oh?
Xun Xian nodded repeatedly and remarked mockingly, "Oh oh oh! So that’s the reason. I thought you were so lovesick over Yuchi you were losing your mind."
"Turns out you just want to take a stroll; no problem, let’s go together. Even if Yuchi doesn’t come back and is a heartbreaker, I have no problem with that, I’ll surely stand before my two little sisters, hahaha."
She gleefully spoke to the two girls.
Afterward, she flexed her wrist muscles. The muscles bulged proudly; don’t miss this chance, look at my solid arms here!
Yuan’Er and Jiunuan were overwhelmed with shyness, not knowing what to say; Xun Xian could really joke around sometimes...
But...
What if Yuchi really doesn’t come back, then what?
This New Year seems to lose its meaning without him; isn’t New Year meant for everyone coming together?
If one isn’t together, what’s New Year for?
Might as well not celebrate it...
Will those feelings of kinship, love, friendship gradually fade away, until one day suddenly realizing they’re all alone?
That’s too pitiful!
But...
No, Yuchi will definitely come back.
Yes, he can’t not come back; it’s all good!
Yuan’Er then found little Ximo who was crying and struggling with homework; when explained they were going out to play, little Ximo burst into smiles.
Upon a stick of incense later.
The little girl now donned a red outfit adorned with a fluffy pom-pom; looking very warm and cute. Xun Xian led the three out into the crowd without an umbrella, followed by Yuan’Er, little Ximo, and Jiunuan.
"Yuan’Er sister, Jiunuan sister, Xun Xian sister, when will Uncle come back..."
"I’ve prepared a painting for Uncle, he’ll be really happy to see it!"
Little Ximo cheerfully held the hands of Yuan’Er and Jiunuan, speaking joyfully.
She missed Yuchi dearly, but the teacher had mentioned the need to keep such longing in the heart, and when they appear, then let it burst forth.
Otherwise, continuously yearning could lead to mental problems, or emotions fading. Better to keep the longing in until the moment they appear, then let it truly explode, that’s what adults should do.
Teacher: "No, I never said that!"
And Yuan’Er at that moment didn’t know how to answer little Ximo’s question, not to mention she herself didn’t know how to handle such matters, so she looked at Jiunuan.
Jiunuan also struggled, as such matters couldn’t be determined, how does one answer such uncertainty?
Xun Xian turned while eating to smile at little Ximo, saying, "Little Ximo, here’s some bad news, your uncle finally died abroad."
"..."
Yuan’Er and Jiunuan instantly stared wide-eyed at Xun Xian, unbelievable.
Little Ximo’s mouth gaped, her face turning ghastly pale in an instant.
Dead...
Is he really dead?
How could it...
How could it be, little Ximo was at a loss, her mind befuddled, looking dazedly at Xun Xian’s radiant smile.
"Yes."
"Someone who doesn’t return for New Year is no better than dead."
"Those who don’t care for relationships wouldn’t care for us; doesn’t that make them as good as dead?"