Axiu carried Liu Yusheng straight back to her room, closed and locked the door.
The Liu family who were still wrapped up in their raging incredulity stood in the courtyard and looked at each other.
Soon, Liu Dalin's roar echoed outside. "This brat even locked the door! What for? That's my daughter! My daughter!"
"Alright, alright, Axiu is distressed for Nannan. She is indeed exhausted. Let her have a good rest."
"Is he the only one distressed? Aren't I too? I-ahhh~"
The latter words faded. The man must have been dragged away by Grandma Liu.
Axiu paid them no attention, and just hung his head and looked fixedly at the pale child in his arms. His eyes darkened and he pursed his lips.
Then carried the child to the darkest corner of the room, crouched down, and covered the little baby tightly in his arms.
His entire body was in a state of shock, trembling faintly.
"Brother Axiu." Liu Yusheng sounded weary. "I'm fine."
He was afraid.
So subconsciously, he retreated back into the dark corner, back to what he thought was the safest zone.
She thought it was her frailty and fatigue that scared him.
He was afraid she would disappear, so in this way he tried to hide her from anyone who could take her away.
"I'm just so tired." Liu Yusheng said as she carefully observed his appearance, then weakly raised her small hand. "I've been doing resuscitation repeatedly just now, so I'm beat that I don't even have the strength to lift my hand to hug you. I'm really, really tired."
"Will you carry me back to bed and lie down? I'm not comfortable here. I promise I'll be alive and well in no time as soon as I get some sleep."
"Okay? I can't stretch my arms and legs when you embrace me like this… I'm uncomfortable." She added the last two words.
The boy who had been silent finally moved, and also let her feet down so she could stretch out into a more comfortable position. But he had no intention of changing places at all. His hands still hugged her tightly and hid her in his arms.
Close enough to clearly feel her heartbeat, as if that was the only way he would be at ease.
Liu Yusheng silently sighed. Let him be. Just take the ride.
She was really tired. Her hands were so sore and soft they didn't feel like her own. Her body was heavy, and her fatigue punched in waves. She could no longer withstand it.
Her eyelids drooped straight down, having no extra energy left to talk.
That afternoon, the room was very quiet.
Occasionally, beams of light penetrated through the window frames, illuminating the dimly lit room and making out the dark shadows huddled in the corner.
The young man leaned against the corner of the wall, hands around the arms of the little girl. For the whole hour, he never moved a muscle nor changed positions.
She was fast asleep, breathing softly, and looking very lovely.
But even in the dim light, he could see the pallor of her face, and the dullness of her pink lips.
His heart ached.
He didn't know why she'd worked herself to the point of exhaustion for people who were irrelevant.
What did it matter to her if someone else died or not?
At first, he even thought of stopping her. The boy was already breathless. So, if he died, they could have just buried him.
It was that person's bad luck, and it really had nothing to do with Shengsheng.
But in the end, he didn't stop her, because she wanted to do it.
Because, he thought of himself.
He too had no one to turn to – mixed among the piles of beggars and homeless, wandering from place to place.
They all said that Shengsheng had searched for him.
Searched for three years.
Because she persisted; she never thought of giving up, and as a result, he was here.
When the whole world abandoned him, she appeared before him tied with a dazzling red headband and said, "Brother Axiu, I am taking you home."
At that moment, she became the only beam of light in his life – his salvation.
This beautiful Shengsheng – Shengsheng who was loved by so many people; Shengsheng who did everything with all her might; Shengsheng who was so eye-catching when rescuing people that others couldn't take their eyes off her; how could he stop her?
"Shengsheng … "The young man gazed at the face of the little child sound asleep, his eyes dark and deep, and then laughed low and hearty.
The laughter rose feebly in the corner, coming off inexplicably queer.
For a great deal of highfalutin reasons.
How could he stop her? No, he was just afraid that Shengsheng would hate him, so he subdued the urge to stop her.
He wanted Shengsheng to be nice to him and play with him alone. And if he could, he even thought of locking her up so only he could see her! Those were what really lurked on his mind!
That afternoon, a hurricane blew over Xinghua Village.
Nannan has saved Shuanzi! Saved Shuanzi, who was no longer breathing!
The news was like a powerful bomb dropped on the village, and detonated.
In the past, Nannan used to follow Axiu's mother to learn and discern herbs and medicine. The villagers were aware, but didn't pay much attention to it.
Until the cabin accident when Wanrong and Axiu disappeared together. Nannan has learned a total of more than half a year. What could she learn in more than half a year?
Apprentices in the hospital have to learn a decade or eight years before they could barely graduate.
Thus everyone's impressions were stuck on Nannan's best skill at developing medicinal wine recipes. No one has ever thought that she would be able to heal, and heal to an astounding degree!
She was incredibly proficient in acupuncture, and could even administer a drop of medicine to someone who has died! Plus the series of actions she used to save the boy's life that were unseen and unheard of!
Nannan was only six years old! What kind of talent did it take to learn such an unorthodox healing technique in the span of half a year?
A heated discussion spread around the village and even at the winery. After the shock has worn off, it was unanimously taken for granted.
"What's wrong with her being six years old? She's a blessed girl! For such a blessed child, talent is naturally not something ordinary people can compare to!"
"I think so too. It's really not unusual for something like that to happen to Nannan. She's a person who even the heavens treats generously!"
"Aye-aye! Think about the changes in our village since our Nannan was born, not to mention the crops in our fields. Why are the crops in our village better than those on the other side of the river? Hey! A Godsend!"
"My God, the mere thought of this is just too heavenly! No one must slight Nannan's amazing skills! If we have any ailments in the future, There's no need to go to a medical center. I'd feel more at ease consulting Nannan than any other famous doctor!"
Liu Yusheng was completely unaware that in just a little half a day, she became a myth passed down by the uncles and aunts of the village.
She was awakened by the rapping and yelling at the door.
When she opened her eyes sleepily, the light before her eyes was very dark. She subconsciously looked out the window; it was almost nightfall.
"Hey, Axiu! Open the door quickly, why did you have to lock it?!" Qian Wanjin shouted loudly at the door. Bang-bang-bang – he vigorously pounded the door. "Lucky Nannan, are you awake? Make a sound! What the hell are you doing in there! It's dark, get up and eat!"