Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes (Love You Seven Times)

Chapter 14

Shifu’s body stiffened. He turned and looked at Zihui from head to toe. He wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at me.

“Oh, you really did find chicken mushroom stew. Is he a chicken essence or a mushroom essence?”

I grabbed Shifu’s hand really hard and swore: “I don’t want any essence! I only want Shifu!”

Seeing me with this expression on my face, Shifu hesitated and looked away. He grunted softly: “It’s good that you know.”

At that moment, silent Zihui suddenly said: “Little… a Xiang lady, go back with your Shifu. I’m not really hurt.”

I blinked and looked at him. I felt that saying those words with his pale face, he really had no persuasive power.

Leaving such a weak person alone in the woods was a little... Besides, we could say that we depended on each other…

I was still not finished thinking when Shifu mercilessly pulled me away.

“Stone essence of ten thousand years, this brat’s cultivation is much higher than yours. There’s no need for you to worry about him.”

“Is it higher than Shifu’s?”

Shifu was silent for a while. Suddenly he squeezed my face really hard.

“If it wasn’t for you, would I be in this state right now?!”

Shifu’s squeeze was really painful. I blinked in order to keep my tears from falling out. Otherwise, if Shifu couldn’t vent his anger, he’d abandon me again…

The hand that was squeezing me slowly released. Shifu sighed: “Forget it…you don’t know anything.”

I went back with Shifu to Fengxueshan Manor.

For several months, Shifu used the excuse that his shoulder was injured to order me to do all sorts of things. Even turning the page of his books was my job now. Almost all of my time was spent under Shifu’s eyelids (she was always in his sight).

But Shifu looked very comfortable. I took it as my atonement and very seriously took care of him.

On one afternoon, Shifu was taking a nap. I was sitting on a stool beside the bed, fanning him. While I was fanning, something fell on the floor with a “dongdong” sound.

I blinked and hazily looked. It was a thumb-sized crystal clear stone. I picked it up and looked at it through the sunlight. There was a speckled purple light around it. It was very beautiful.

“When we go down the mountain on another day, I’ll let the craftsmen make a ring out of it. It’ll certainly look beautiful on Shifu.”

After I said those words, I didn’t know why my hand shook. The stone fell on the ground and rolled over to I don’t know where. I bent down to look for it, but Shifu, dissatisfied, hummed twice: “Xiao Xiang Zi! Fan; don’t be lazy.”

I was busy fanning Shifu. I thought that I’d come back later when it was empty, but no matter how hard I searched later, I couldn’t find the stone. Over time, I forgot about it.

It was another winter. Fenxueshan’s snow was now knee deep. Shifu seemed to hate the snow since the day he was born. If it was windy and snowy outside, no matter how many important things he had to do, Shifu would sit by the fire in the house and read books all day.

Charcoal, incense, and meals. These I needed to prepare for him.

That day, after I had a meal with Shifu, I did the dishes and went to clean the yard. I took the broom, swept a few times, sat on the snow, and then dozed off.