"ah!"
The "little water ghost" on the shore didn't seem to expect Xiao Ling's reaction to be so fast. He couldn't even hide in time. He let out a short exclamation and was pulled into the water together.
Cold, bone-chilling is no longer enough to describe the coldness of this pool of water.
The moment he fell into the water, Xiao Ling felt that every pore in his body was screaming with coldness. Every inch of muscle, every bone, and even every drop of blood seemed to be frozen and solidified.
But if you really freeze, you will have no choice but to drown at the bottom of the pool.
No, before drowning, he might freeze to death.
Xiao Ling gritted her teeth and persisted, desperately trying to regain control of her body, slowly waving her limbs, trying to float up.
However, the Xiaohan he held in his hand not only did not help, but also made things worse.
It clearly looks like a "little water ghost" living in this cold pool, but it doesn't seem to be able to handle water at all.
However, he should not be afraid of the cold. His small body was fluttering happily, and Xiao Ling was kicked to the point of sinking several times when he was about to float up.
Xiao Ling: "..." Make another note, Han Yuan will wait for him after he goes out!
After being taken down for countless times, Xiao Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Regardless of whether "Xiaohan" is a human or a ghost now, what he can be sure of is that if he soaks in this water any longer, he will become a real water ghost!
So, Xiao Ling directly used force to catch the naughty child and clamped it tightly in his arms, and then freed one arm to swim upstream.
I don't know what happened, but when the naughty child buried his face in his chest, he suddenly stopped flapping and became quiet and motionless.
Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief and came up to the surface to check his position. After several ups and downs, he had swam to the middle of the cold pool, so he simply went to the small "shore".
To his surprise, the thing placed on the open space that he hadn't seen clearly just now turned out to be a stone bed.
It seems that Xiaohan really "lives" here.
Xiao Ling, who had just been scolding the "naughty kid" in his mind, now felt a little distressed again.
He sighed, exhaled a burst of white mist, and looked down at the child lying on his chest.
"Xiaohan?"
Xiao Han, who was sticking close to Xiao Ling, sniffing something nostalgically, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and looked at Xiao Ling with some confusion: "Xiao... Han?"
His voice was very childish, but he didn't seem to know how to speak very well. His words were very halting and a little hoarse.
"Are you Xiaohan?"
Xiao Ling strangely brushed away the child's messy hair, revealing his whole white and tender face, and looked at it carefully.
Well, it is indeed a miniature version of Han Yuan, and it is the same as the child Han Yuan transformed into when he was weak, except that his hair is a little messy.
"...is it...Xiaohan...?"
The child still hugged Xiao Ling and did not let go, repeating what he said stupidly, looking like a little fool who had just learned to speak.
"..."
Xiao Ling was silent, and was about to say something else, but unexpectedly, the little fool quickly learned to ask, "You...are?"
The corners of Xiao Ling's lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile. She gently smoothed Xiaohan's hair in her arms, even though his fingers were frozen.
"I'm Xiao Ling."
Seeing the smile on his face, Xiaohan seemed to be very happy. A pair of black pupils with a strange red light lit up. The corners of his lips also raised in a similar manner, and he gave a silly smile: "Xiao ...Ling~"
After saying that, he suddenly shook his head, put his pale face back against Xiao Ling's warm chest, and rubbed it lovingly: "You...are...mother~"
"...?" Xiao Ling was stunned. This action and the title were too familiar, "Xiaohan, why did you say I am your mother?"
The child in his arms arched again, but this time Xiao Ling's frozen body seemed to feel a hint of warmth. A closer look revealed that it was the black energy emanating from Xiao Han that wrapped them around them.
"Mom...hug...warm...sleepy..."
The child said this nonsense, but Xiao Ling seemed to understand it strangely.
When he was in the space in Xiaohan's mother's belly, he was the first to touch the unformed Xiaohan, and then Xiaohan rushed into his arms. For a long time after that, he gradually moved the little Han who was wrapped in black mist. The grown balls of flesh were hugged to his chest...until he could no longer touch Osamu.
Could it be that from then on, Xiaohan remembered his taste and temperature and regarded him as his "mother"?
But isn't he in an illusion now? How can it really affect something that has already happened in the past?
Could it be that this was not a fantasy, but that he had indeed returned to a certain time period in the past?
When Xiaohan was 4 or 5 years old.
So when Han Yuan was weak, he turned into a child of this size, and why did he call him mother?
So...in Han Yuan's life, the time when he felt safe and happy was actually the short time when he was alone in this "illusion"?
Xiao Ling hugged Han Yuan, who had not yet grown up, and felt even more distressed.
However, what happened when Han Yuan was born? Why was he locked up here alone? His mother may have suffered something bad, but what about his father?
Xiao Ling wanted to know more information, but like Xiao Han, he was trapped in this cold pool cave.
He has explored all around, it is airtight and there is no exit.
Fortunately, as a child of "ghosts and gods" and humans, Xiaohan was born extraordinary and could survive only on the water of this cold pond. And the water of this cold pond may be something that suppresses the "yin fetus" and prevents it from causing disaster.
If this is the case, then Xiaohan may be locked up here for the rest of his life. How did his soul and body separate, and how did he become the ghost king "Han Yuan"?
Putting this doubt down for the time being, Xiao Ling stayed in the cave with Xiaohan for a long time.
Maybe it's a long time, maybe it's not long.
There was no sun or moon in the cave, and there was no temperature change. It was just him and Xiaohan. In fact, he didn't know how long it had been.
His daily routine is to teach the child to speak, let the child jump (throw) into a cold pool to learn to swim, and then hold the child to sleep.
Just when Xiao Ling was already used to Xiao Han calling him "mother" in front of Han Yuan's face, he finally felt that his body was slowly fading, as if the illusion was coming to an end.
Well, although I didn't get much information, it was good to give Han Yuan a somewhat warm childhood.
Xiao Ling was saying goodbye to the child with a panicked look on his face. Suddenly, the cave, which had always been dark without any light, suddenly became bright.
The cave entrance is open? !
Xiao Ling looked over in shock, his eyes pierced by the light and tears streaming down his face. He could only vaguely see the figure of a man: "Xiaohan."
His voice was older and more decadent than before, but as deep as a bell. Xiao Ling instantly recognized that it belonged to Han Yuan's father!
Is his father still there? !
Xiao Ling tried hard to see clearly, but his consciousness was quickly withdrawn.
[Ding—The plot point [Hantan Dream] has been completed, and 60% of the worldview plot line has been unlocked]
