Chapter 102 The Story of the Old Man

What is a blow? It is not to give people pressure as always, but to raise infinite hope first, and then let you fall to the deep bottom. This sense of falling apart can make people feel the most heavy. And now, Promise feels this state.

What's your name? Ling Xianger asked this question for a long time, but she promised not to answer it and could not answer it.

"Can't you tell me your name?" Ling Xianger asked again. From her eyes, the promise saw some disappointment. Seeing Ling Xianger like this, the promise was shocked. Is he becoming more and more selfish now? As long as Ling Xianger is fine, even if she forgets herself, what's the matter? Can't you let her remember if you forget?

Xu Promise suddenly became cheerful. He replied with a smile, "My name is Xu Promise, but this is not the first time we have met." Promise emphasized this point in particular, and he hoped to help her remember himself.

"You can call out my name, which means you know me." Ling Xianger is still so smart. "But I can't remember you. I just feel that you are very kind, just like my relatives."

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember. We can get to know each other again. From now on, I will be your relative." As promised, he held Ling Xianger's little hand. Strangely, Ling Xianger was not disgusted with the promise and let him hold it. This may be their deep connection.

"My name is Ling Xianger. Nice to meet you, promise. This is a beautiful name." Ling Xianger said with a smile.

"Thank you. Your name is also very nice. I hope you can be a fragrant girl like your name." Promise shrugged his nose. He couldn't smell the familiar aroma, but he still said calmly.

Ling Xianger suddenly yawned and said, "I'm a little tired. I want to take a break." Although I heard that Ling Xianger slept for a long time, it seemed that she still didn't sleep enough.

"Okay, let's chat after waking up." Promise put Ling Xianger's hand into the blanket and covered it for her.

"I also hope that you can count other people's words like your name, because it's very interesting to talk to you. I hope to see you again when you wake up." After saying that, Ling Xianger fell into a deep sleep. At this time, Ling Xianger forgot something, but she still remembered a lot of things, but her behavior was like a blank piece of paper.

The promise also went out silently. The promise was heavy on his mind, and the old man was also worried about it.

"Can you tell me what's going on with Xiang'er?" Promise asked first, which was on his mind.

"I can't explain it clearly. It's so strange that you don't know each other. She forgot you, but she feels that you are actually the same. This may be because of the yin and yang grass. According to your description, I have never heard of that kind of yin and yang grass." The old man replied, that's what's on his mind.

"Can you cure her?" Promise looked at the old man, and his eyes were hoping for an affirmative answer.

"I don't know." The old man looked up at the sunset.

"Can she be fine?" Promise no longer looked at the old man and followed his eyes.

"I don't know." The old man still said so, but he continued, "Maybe it will be fine, because your hearts are always connected, which you can feel."

"Yes, this may be hope." The promise seemed to become very nostalgic for the sunset. "Who says that it is dark after the sun goes down? That's because their vision is too short. If they look longer, it will usher in a sunrise after the sun goes down."

"Although you know you, it seems that you are always so optimistic. I think you are getting more and more pleasing to the eye. How about you being my apprentice?" The old man mentioned the old thing again.

Xu promised to turn his head to look at the old man, smiled and said, "Do you want to be my master?"

"That's right." The old man said confidently.

"Can you teach me something?" The promise is still smiling.

"I can definitely teach." The old man's confidence swelled.

"Maybe, even if you can teach me something, maybe I'm not interested. I'm not in the mood to learn anything now." The promise is telling the truth. What's the mood for Ling Xianger to learn from his current situation?

"That's a pity. I have taught a lot of excellent students." The old man sighed.

"If you help me heal Xiang'er, I may be interested in worshipping you as a teacher." Promise changed an explanation.

"You seem to be making conditions, as if I were forcing others to accept apprentices." The old man smiled and said, "However, you are indeed a very interesting person, which makes me want to take you as an apprentice more and more."

"You are also a very interesting old man. Can you tell me who you are?" Promised to ask curiously. This old man is indeed very mysterious. He has superb medical skills, or he also has a deep martial arts background, or he also has some helpless stories.

"Can't you see who I am?" The old man stretched out his hands and shook his clothes.

"Ha ha, but you look like a person from Jin'an." Xu promised couldn't help laughing when he saw the old man's funny movements.

"That was a thing in the past. I'm just a barbarian now. I know that I'm living a good life now, and that's enough." The old man sighed.

"You don't have many requirements. It seems that you have some unspeakable sufferings like us, right?" Promise asked tentatively.

"Whether a person is doing well does not depend on how much he asks for. Without ability, you will always be just a chess piece to be manipulated; with ability, you are just a chess piece to be used. The world seems to be a game, and we are not the people who play games. The old man sighed deeply.

"Listening to what you said, I kind of hope to be your apprentice." Promise did not continue to ask the old man. He knew that everyone had their own secrets.

"Oh, really? Then I should be happy." The old man really became happy.

"Of course it's true, but I have a condition." Promise said with a smile.

"If you want to cure your woman's memory, this condition is too harsh. It seems that I have no luck." The old man said with a little disappointment.

"Of course it's not that condition." Promise still said with a smile.

"What's the condition?" The old man finally felt that the promised smile was a little different, and a sense of danger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Just as the old man rose a sense of crisis, he promised not to say anything more, but jumped at the old man, punched him straight on the nose.