Little Ice Block, Father's Complicated Feelings

The side room wasn't secluded, but the surroundings were very quiet. The courtyard used to be filled with Rare Flowers and Exotic Herbs and rare herbs, but now they were all withered, leaving only a cold fragrance.

"Bing'er, lunch is ready."

Mother Ying gently knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside, so she pushed the door open.

Li Mo shivered; he hadn't felt this cold in a long time, but he still peered into the room.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, and dust motes danced in the light, illuminating the chess game that had just ended on the coffee table.

The little girl sat quietly in front of the Chessboard, her cheerful red dress conveying a sense of elegance and breathtaking suspense.

Ice Block's face was delicate, carrying a tranquility beyond her years.

She didn't yet possess that ethereal, otherworldly quality, but she had a delicate, ethereal Spiritual Qi. If it weren't for the slight tremor of her eyelashes just now, she would truly be mistaken for a refined porcelain doll.

She turned around and looked back, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"This is Brother Li's child, you've met him before."

Mother Ying explained, opening the food box.

Ice Block doesn't seem to remember him?

Li Mo seemed lost in thought.

At this point, they had only met once. If she remembered him, wouldn't that mean her subconscious was reviving, and she would wake up from the dream?

"Bing'er, I cooked your favorite dishes."

"Mother, I'm not hungry."

The little girl's voice was soft and clear.

"You didn't eat much yesterday," Mother Ying said worriedly.

Ice Block nodded, opened his mouth and ate a bite of food, then immediately frowned.

After only two bites, she tightly closed her lips and refused to eat any more.

"Auntie, who is playing chess with her?"

Li Mo jumped onto the coffee table and sat down opposite him.

"She played the poison herself; no one in the family has ever played it as well as she has."

"How about we play another game?"

Little Li a mysterious and aloof expression.

"?"

She raised her eyes, and the snow in her eyes seemed to freeze in its fall.

A silly Ice Block

Li Mo smiled inwardly. To most people, Ying Bing's appearance as a child would make them think that this little girl was a bit abnormal.

But in his eyes, there was a strange kind of endearing contrast, especially the way she stared blankly.

So cute!

"Want to play? I have a new way to play; if you get five in a row, you win. Want to play a game?"

Little Ying Bing remained silent, but her small hands began tidying up the black and white chess pieces on the table.

It seems Ice Block has had a strong competitive spirit since she was little...

Mother Ying was somewhat surprised; she had never seen her daughter show interest in anything on her own initiative.

But what surprised her even more was...

Ten minutes later.

The daughter of a Go master, who is ashamed of her own skill, actually lost!

Although it's not Go, it's simply connecting five stones together, which is obviously much simpler.

"Impressive, right?"

Li Mo had a face that smelled like Ice Block.

Little Ying Bing narrowed her eyes slightly:

"In this game, the player who moves first will definitely win."

"!"

Li Mo leaned back slightly.

He lost many games and racked his brains before figuring this out. No wonder he's called Ice Block; even the cub version is still terrifying!

"Sister, time to eat."

Little Ying Bing nodded subconsciously and picked up her chopsticks.

After she put the food in her mouth, her beautiful eyes momentarily lost focus, as if she didn't quite understand why she reacted so naturally when he talked about eating.

Mother Ying covered her mouth in astonishment.

My daughter has always been aloof, and she has become even more so since she fell ill. She rarely shows any emotional fluctuations, even towards her parents.

Now it's actually...

"Auntie, can I go for a walk with Sister Bing later?"

Li Mo remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was overjoyed.

Deep down, Ice Block still remembered him.

It works!

"Bing'er?" Mother Ying looked at her daughter with a searching gaze, her tone somewhat excited.

My daughter has been staying home for a long time; if this continues, I'm afraid she'll get sick from being cooped up.

"Sister, take me to play for a while."

Little Li Mo said earnestly.

Believe it or not, although Li Mo was Little Devil of the World in the private school when he was young, he was indeed adorable with his delicate and beautiful appearance, even when he was serious.

"Um..."

Little Ying Bing cheeks twitched slightly, and she responded in a voice barely audible before taking small bites of her food.

After dinner.

Li Mo was the first to step outside. The threshold was a bit high, so he jumped up and down a bit.

Little Ying Bing put down her chopsticks and bowl. With her mother's encouraging gaze, she lifted the hem of her rose-red brocade dress. Just as she was about to step onto the threshold before jumping down, a hand reached out in front of her.

She looked up in a daze and saw the little boy bathed in the sunlight in the courtyard, his face beaming with a cheerful smile.

Let's go.

"Um."

Little Ying Bing was momentarily distracted; before she could even think it through in her mind, her body had already given her the answer.

By the time she realized what was happening, her little hand was already warm, and she was being held by another, slightly larger little hand.

Mother Ying: "?"

She just cleared away the dishes, what did she miss?

Besides.

Bing'er Residence is willing to quietly let other children hold its hands?!

The three returned to the bustling Ancestral Hall.

"Your little sister is finally going out?"

Am I blind? Or am I still half asleep?

"Ouch... Why are you pinching me if you're not awake?!"

"She was led out by another child!"

"Is that the Li family's boy?"

Despite her small size, Ice Block holds a high position in the Ying Family; some of the children of her generation are already around her age.

The Ying Family members outside, upon seeing the two women emerge from the courtyard, rubbed their eyes in disbelief, having all heard of this young woman before.

Seeing her out now is more exciting than celebrating the Lunar New Year.

"Husband, look!"

"Um?"

Ying Xuliang was chatting with a friend when he turned around and saw a pair of little ones walking out hand in hand.

They looked like a perfect couple.

It's a good thing that my daughter is willing to go out.

They say a daughter is her father's little cotton-padded jacket, but his little cotton-padded jacket is not only drafty, it's also made of ice.

Counting on his fingers, he hasn't spoken more than ten words to her in three days. Moreover, his daughter's exceptional intelligence often makes him, as her father, feel like his own intelligence is being suppressed.

Now she's being led by another boy, looking all serene and well-behaved?

The elderly father had mixed feelings, a mixture of excitement and inexplicable frustration.

"Uncle Ying, what's wrong?"

Little Li Mo pulled Ying Bing to stand in front of the couple.

For some reason, he felt a little nervous under Uncle Ying's gaze.

"It's alright, you guys go have fun, just don't go too far."

"..."

Looking at the bustling scene in front of the Ying family ancestral hall, Li Mo's lips moved, but in the end he only nodded and said "okay".

Tonight, when the winners perform their ancestral rites, everyone will die.

But he's just a kid, saying such discouraging things during the New Year, who can believe him? It's good enough if he's not kicked out.

And.

This is a dream.