Divorce failed again

Chapter 1183

At this moment, Xiaowen's expression was very calm, and so was her voice, "Brother Fang, it is said that there is a technology that can be fitted with prosthetic limbs, and then you can walk like a normal person."

Obviously, this is not the first time Fang Liang has heard this question, so he just raised his eyebrows and said gently, "I'm not used to that, it's fine."

Xiaowen clenched her hands imperceptibly. In fact, she has heard that wearing a prosthetic is actually a pain, and it is not once and for all. It requires maintenance and exercise. If you walk for a long time, or if you don't pay attention, the wound will become red and swollen.

Xiaowen said with some guilt, "Brother Fang, you don't mind if I speak so straightforwardly?"

Fang Liang put his hand on his right leg, and said in a deep voice, "This topic has been going on for decades, I'm used to it, and I won't care."

Hearing Fang Liang's words, Xiaowen was relieved, and then her eyes fell on the stone again. For some reason, a fragmentary picture suddenly flashed in her mind.

Not very coherent, and some information entered her head.

When she was reborn in Nirvana, some memories had disappeared.

But most of them are remembered.

But about 30.00% disappeared after all.

Sometimes I feel it is a kind of regret, but at this time, the picture that suddenly appeared should be part of her lost memory.

Xiaowen stretched out her hand again, took down the glass cabinet, put the small glass cabinet on the table, took out the stone inside and put it in the palm of her hand.

The small stone is not big, a bit like a jade pendant.

At this time, she was lying quietly in Xiaowen's palm.

If you carefully perceive the small stones, you may even feel a little excited.

Obviously, it also sensed that its owner had come to it.

Xiaowen carefully sorted out the information in her mind, and stared at the small stone in her hand, but she didn't expect that the small stone had another function.

Maybe it's all God's will.

They themselves have the function of Nirvana rebirth, that is to say, they can rebuild their own bodies.This is not the same as reincarnation and rebirth, it is really regenerating the body.

But only those with pure blood can do it.

Those with a little bit of other ingredients do not have this ability.

So now among the members of their Huang Clan, only she, her father, and the other two members of the family really have this function.

In other words, this small stone was also endowed with a part of this function, after all, it was something left after her rebirth from Nirvana.

But this stone can be used on their Huang Clan members, but it is not known what it looks like when used on ordinary people.

But Fang Liang's situation is already the worst, what could be worse than this?

Moreover, to some extent, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

Thinking of this, Xiaowen shook the black stone in her hand and made up her mind.

This is the only thing she can do for Fang Liang at present, and it can be regarded as repaying the life-saving grace back then.

After all, because the incident happened in a hurry, neither she nor her father had time to say thank you to him face to face.

Xiaowen looked around.

Fang Liang didn't know what Xiaowen was going to do, so he asked softly, "Miss Xiaowen, what are you looking for?"

Xiaowen thought for a while, glanced at the black stone in her hand, and asked, "Is there any tool that can punch holes in this stone?"

Fang Liang was stunned for a moment, but before he could answer, Xiao Wen patted her head in frustration and said, "Oh, there are ready-made tools in Qiao Qiao's backpack, how about this, I'll take this pebble away and come back tomorrow Bring it back to you."

Fang Liang looked at Xiaowen steadily, although he was a little uncertain what the girl wanted to do, but he still smiled and said, "I have one for punching holes at home, but can you use it?"

"It must be useful, you can find it for me quickly." Xiaowen urged anxiously, she was always impatient, knowing that there was such a thing, she couldn't wait.

Fang Liang laughed helplessly, and pointed at Xiao Wen, "You little girl. You have the same temper as when you were a child."

After speaking, he turned the wheelchair and went to the desk, then opened the drawer, and took out a box from it. After opening it, it turned out that there were some tools for carving.

Xiaowen also followed, looked at the tool, and asked in surprise, "Can you also carve?"

He nodded, "When I was young, I often went to Uncle Gu's house to play. There was an old artist in his family who was very skilled. I studied with him for a while. Although I didn't succeed, I still knew a little bit. Now it’s time to entertain yourself.”

When he said this, Fang Liang's expression was a little sad.

The past years were actually very happy. Xiaowen thought of Fang Liang, a 20-year-old, carefree, cheerful and healthy sunny boy.

Many years have passed, and things have changed a bit.

Today, he didn't wear glasses, his face looked more refined, and he was wearing a spotless white shirt.

Even though he is sitting in a wheelchair, he still has a straight posture, like a clear bamboo, with a nobility and aloofness that are incompatible with this world.

Especially those eyes are really too deep, filled with emotions that no one can understand.

But all of these were concealed by his gentle appearance.

Xiaowen looked away as if nothing had happened, stretched out her hand and took out one of the tools, and then drilled down on the stone bit by bit. She used a little bit of skill.

The texture of the stone is very special.

Unless they are members of the Huang Clan and use their own unique power, it is impossible to make a hole in this.

And Fang Liang seemed to have guessed what Xiaowen wanted to do, his expression was very calm, he just watched Xiaowen fiddling with stones with a smile on his face.

After a while, a small hole in the top is punched.

The shape of the stone is somewhat like a pendant, and Xiaowen put the tools back into the box.

Then she looked at her wrist. There was a knot made of colorful rope on her wrist.

It was during the Dragon Boat Festival, and Gu Qiaoqiao made it up for her.

Xiaowen untied the rope without thinking, and then quickly weaved it into a long rope.

Then the fingers nimbly passed the rope through the small hole, and then nimbly tied a firm knot.

This period of time is not long, only a few minutes, the room is very quiet, there is no sound, but it does not feel awkward.

In Fang Liang's usually calm eyes, there seemed to be sparkles passing by.

But he sat at the desk, smiled and said nothing.

In fact, at this time, Fang Liang felt that he should not be so familiar with the little girl, but for some reason, it was as if an old friend who had been separated for decades met again, after the greetings, it was still the same as before.

(End of this chapter)