C90

I went back to the Palace of Eternal Worship and leaned on the door, hoping that the weather wouldn't be good. The Jade Concubine wouldn't come out, so I sat on the doorsill and watched the floor get wet from the rain.

I reached out my palm and let the rain drip into my palm, then spread.

When he heard the faint sound of footsteps, he raised his head and saw that it was Mo Li. He immediately retracted his hand and wiped it behind his clothes.

He laughed. "I saw everything."

"I didn't mean to play with water, Mo Li." I looked at him innocently, wide-eyed.

He smiled gently. "Don't play like this next time. If your clothes get wet, you'll easily get typhoid fever. It's not easy to get typhoid fever in the winter."

He nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I understand. Mo Li, you're the best."

"It's too late for me to cook for you. I've brought it for you today."

I raised my head to look at him and smiled. "Mo Li, when you go back later, you have to go look for your mother and buy her some sweet dried fruits. She has a hard time taking the medicine."

He ruffled my hair and said with incomparable gentleness, "You are finally able to show your concern. Not bad, you have improved."

Of course, how could he not improve?

Opening the lid of the food box, I shouted in joy, "Wah! Stewed prawns! I'm so happy! Mo Li!" I really want to lift him up and walk around.

Mo Li was still smiling. He looked at me happily, but his eyes were also staring at me unblinkingly. It seemed that he was very happy as well.

"Mo Li, here." I took out some crushed silver from my waist. "This is my last bit."

Mo Li frowned. "God's love, this is..."

"Hey, Mo Li, this is my silver. You bought some dried fruits, but if you say I bought them, mother likes to eat mine."

He smiled, feeling extremely helpless.

I stuck my head out and let him rub my hair.

He picked up the silver and put it in his pocket before wiping my palm clean with his sleeve. "Alright, I will definitely tell mom that mother will be very happy. I still have some things to do."

I nodded. "Alright, Mo Li, then go. You didn't enter the palace with an umbrella. Wait a moment, I have an umbrella." He took out the umbrella that he had propped up by the door and placed it in Mo Li's hand. "You always say I'm afraid I have typhoid fever, so don't get infected by that undesirable disease of mine. It's the best."

He smiled, waved his umbrella at me, and left.

I was so happy. I looked at the rain and I wanted to laugh. I looked at the cold palace and I wanted to laugh too. I looked at the narrow alleyway where no one was walking and I still wanted to laugh.

I want to rush out and let people know how happy I am.

I went out with my food box. I wanted to eat lunch and slowly savor it so that I could see Li Tan in the afternoon.

But he did not expect to come early, sitting under the tree, listlessly watching the drizzle fly away.

I tiptoed over and slapped him on the shoulder. "Hey."

Without scaring him, he just looked back at me and smiled. "My God, you're here."

"Yeah, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? You don't look stingy."

"I'm fine." He shook his head.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you're fine. How about this, I'm very happy right now. If you stretch out your hand, I'll share a bit of my happiness with you."

He held out his hand, and I gripped his fingertips. They were cold.

I laughed. "Mo Li said that when I play with water, I will catch a chill. How long did it take for you to get a chill? How was it? Did you feel happy about it? Look at me laughing. Isn't it good to watch." Squinting and grimacing.

He sighed softly, but his dark eyes slowly became warm. He gave a gentle smile. "It's a little warm."

"It's all because you're not wearing any clothes." He was wearing so little. Sigh, it would be strange if he wasn't cold.

She pulled him up. "The grass is all wet, yet you're still sitting."

However, he didn't get up and instead released my hand. With a bitter smile, he said, "Every year, I'm most afraid of this day."

"What day is it today?" I've seen people who are afraid of the heavens and the earth, afraid of their parents and afraid of not eating at all, but I've never heard of people who are afraid of the days.

He said in a low voice, "November eleventh, the day I was abandoned."