Yes, she had grown up.
The world changed, and mortal life flowed like water. Seeing the person before him again, Lian Youming could not help sighing.
Xie Ruomei was smiling too, standing with her hands behind her back. Outlined by her qipao, her graceful figure showed not the slightest frailty, instead radiating an indescribable toughness and crisp efficiency.
What was different was that this woman now knew how to rein in her feelings and hide her thoughts. She simply stood quietly to one side, neither near nor far, smiling at the person before her.
Growing up also meant coming to understand many things.
Senior Li curled his lip at that, casually picked up a glass bottle of soda from the ground, and said between slurps, "So young, yet you sound like an old man. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were seventy or eighty."
Seeing how quickly Lian Youming's injuries were healing, the old man felt considerably reassured. He called to him again, "Good, as long as you're all right. I'm bored with nothing to do. Come out and chat with me, lad."
Lian Youming answered, wiped his mouth, and invited Xie Ruomei to sit down and eat some meat before following Senior Li to the bow.
The sky stretched high over the vast earth, cloudless for ten thousand miles.
The two sat beneath a parasol and set up their fishing rods.
Lian Youming asked, "What would you like to talk about?"
Holding his fishing rod, Senior Li said slowly, "Word came from the mountain. They didn't find Xue Hen's body."
Lian Youming froze. "What do you mean? He's not dead?"
The old man shook his head. "Someone probably rescued him."
Lian Youming's gaze sharpened slightly at that. Though it was somewhat unexpected, he did not find it