Chapter 28 Farewell, Never Farewell_1
"At that time, I was completely stunned, my forehead was bleeding from the impact, and all I remember is being helped up from the coffin by the villagers."
Hearing this, Wu Qiyao, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, "Zhaor, is that the person in the coffin?"
"Yes," you nodded.
"Ah!" Lin Panxia exclaimed in surprise.
"As soon as I left the coffin, Zhaor woke up. But after she woke up, she seemed to have lost all her memories, only being especially close to me. The village elders said it was because Zhaor drank my blood."
Lin Panxia quickly asked, "So is Sister Zhaor human, or..."
"Of course, she’s human, just an abandoned baby with no parents since birth, adopted by the village chief. He found her by the mountain path, already breathless and cold to the touch. Somehow, on the way back, she came to. Zhaor has always been well-behaved, never crying or fussing, even though her mind has always been a bit detached. Everyone liked her and called her the mountain god’s daughter," you said with a smile, "Of course, I don’t care about that. To me, she’s now my closest kin, nothing more."
"Why did Sister Zhaor get into the coffin?" Lin Panxia asked again.
"Zhaor has always been frail since she was young, and with the remote mountain village lacking medical facilities, she has been in and out of sleep over the past decade, sometimes for a day, sometimes for over a month. That’s why she never went to school or was registered. That time, she slept for over three months, and everyone thought the mountain god had taken her back, so they prepared to bury her."
"So, it’s like you saved her?"