After recuperating for half a month, Yi Feng was finally able to get up and walk slowly.
Gradually, he became familiar with the small mountain village where he lived and grew increasingly close to Miss Bai.
This young lady was not only highly skilled in medicine, but also well versed in poetry and song. She often went to the village school to teach the children. They said one's appearance was born from one's heart; with such a bodhisattva-like heart and spirit, it was no wonder her beauty was so breathtaking.
Yi Feng was immensely grateful for the life-saving grace of this young lady, but his limited mobility kept him from doing much to repay her. He could only engrave this kindness in his heart for the time being.
As the days passed, Yi Feng's injuries gradually improved. He no longer needed a cane to walk slowly, and he and Miss Bai became much closer, gradually developing an unspoken understanding. Their lives also settled into a steady routine.
Every morning.
Yi Feng would see Miss Bai off to the school, which counted as a small gesture of repayment. Along the way, many village children surrounded him, asking this and that, their laughter and chatter adding much life to the little village.
The children were innocent and lively, naturally extremely curious about Yi Feng, an outsider. Even though they had seen him many times, they always looked like little bundles of curiosity.
Yi Feng did not mind the children's noise. On the contrary, he quite enjoyed chatting with them. Listening to their innocent laughter and words always made him feel especially relaxed, with an indescribable sense of comfort.
Unfortunately.
Whenever the children asked their first question, Yi Feng found himself in a difficult spot.
"Big brother, what's your name?"
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