Xiao Meng had overthought it. Zhang Xiaohua had merely spoken from the heart. Since childhood, he had scarcely had any female playmates. These past dozen days had been the weakest period of his life, yet suddenly, a girl about his age had taken care of him and kept him company. It had felt exceedingly pleasant, so naturally he wondered what it would feel like if this continued for a long time. What did he know about any of this now? Of course, he knew even less of what was called "the first stirrings of love."
Then Zhang Xiaohua said, "To have you save me out here in this wilderness was also fate. But once we part today, who knows when we may meet again? From what Master Jingxuan means, you must train diligently in martial arts. When your martial arts are accomplished and you roam the jianghu righting wrongs, perhaps we may see each other again."
Xiao Meng thought for a moment and said, "Brother Xiaohua, I do not know which sect Master belongs to. Then can you tell me where you are?"
Zhang Xiaohua fell silent, then said, "I have not joined any sect. I only know a few incomplete fist techniques. As for everything else, I have told you all that I can. It concerns some people's safety, so it is better left unsaid."
Ah, poor Zhang Xiaohua. Why did he not understand a girl's thoughts at all? Could he not say just one more sentence?
Yet it was precisely such behavior that perhaps made Xiao Meng feel he was different from the rest.
Xiao Meng nodded and said, "I know Brother Xiaohua is from Lu Town and lives in Guo Village. That is enough."
Then Xiao Meng bit her lower lip. She brought the hand that had