Douluo Continent, Reborn: Yuhao and the Silver Dragon Keep Their Appointment

"She's having an attack? What does that mean? Is it because I just drank her water that she got sick? And why is that?"

Aunt Su's face paled, and she said with a hint of self-reproach, "Did you just drink her water? No wonder. This isn't ordinary water; it's her medicine. Yue Wan's medicine is very special. She has to finish the whole bottle at a set time every day, not a minute more or a second less. I had prepared a spare dose for her, but I didn't expect her to not take it on time. That's what led to this result."

Huo Yuhao's face was filled with fear and anxiety: "Will she be alright? It's all my fault."

Aunt Su shook her head: "It's nothing serious, you'll just be weak for a while."

Aunt Su sighed, gently lifted her daughter into a princess carry, and slowly walked into the inner room.

Huo Yuhao lowered his head and sighed, his heart filled with uncontrollable self-blame.

Aunt Su kindly brought them back for one night, but she ended up harming their daughter.

He looked at the aroma wafting from the dining table, where several dishes were neatly arranged, a truly sumptuous feast. Yet, he simply lowered his head, his long, icy blue hair obscuring his eyes. He appeared utterly dejected, like a deflated balloon, his heart heavy with an inexplicable frustration, having long forgotten about Na'er's strange behavior earlier.

After staring blankly for an unknown amount of time, Huo Yuhao heard soft sobs coming from behind him.

He turned around abruptly, instantly remembering Na'er's strange behavior and what she had just said, and a chill ran down his spine.

But the Na'er he saw was completely different from the tense and confrontational persona she had just displayed.

Na'er obediently huddled on the edge of the sofa, hugging her knees, curled up into a ball, her long silver-white hair disheveled behind her head, her body trembling slightly, still suppressing choked sobs.

The faint sobs pierced Huo Yuhao's heart like a needle.

Seeing Na'er trembling like this, and recalling her aggrieved expression just now, he felt a mix of emotions, filled with guilt.

He knew that he was the cause of all of this.

On the way, he deliberately avoided Na'er because he was shy; when he returned to Aunt Su's house, his carelessness caused Aunt Su's daughter to fall ill; and because he took the wrong water cup, he ended up kissing Na'er in the sense of indirect kissing, which made Na'er feel very wronged.

Huo Yuhao actually disliked Na'er's overly strong possessiveness, but in his heart, Na'er was already an extremely important person, so important that he was willing to give his life for her.

He couldn't understand why a six-year-old child would be so possessive. Na'er was only six years old, but she knew a lot, and her physical development was far beyond that of her peers. Only her innocent personality made her seem like an ordinary little child.

In fact, Huo Yuhao was very shocked when he first met Na'er.

Na'er is so beautiful, especially her deep, unfathomable purple eyes. Her face is so delicate, she looks like a perfect porcelain doll.

His first impression of Kona was that she was strange.

From the moment Na'er took the initiative to approach him and said those strange things, saying that they were lovers in their past lives; to the sudden change in Na'er's aura when he helped a girl apply medicine, and the girl inexplicably fainting and waking up with empty eyes, as if she had lost her soul; coupled with Na'er's incredibly terrifying appearance at that time; and the terrifying power that Na'er unleashed later, he couldn't help but start to have doubts.

Why do I, an ordinary person, have such a strong self-healing ability? Why did they only take one knife wound before collapsing when I fought the thugs alone? All of this is too strange.

Later, Na'er acted coquettishly towards him, helped him change his clothes when he fainted, said things like she wanted to marry him in the future, and took the initiative to kiss him, as if she wanted to weld him to her side and completely control all his choices.

He could actually accept Na'er's possessiveness to some extent and was even willing to let her cling to him. After all, he himself couldn't quite explain why, but he did have a bit of a crush on Na'er, his younger sister. She cared for him, felt sorry for him, and cherished him, but for some reason, he just deeply hated the feeling of being controlled, as if he had been manipulated his entire life in a past life. Otherwise, why would he deliberately ignore such a cute and gentle younger sister as Na'er?

He pulled himself out of the jumbled thoughts in his mind. In short, he still needed to coax his younger sister.

He gently moved closer to Na'er, reached out and pulled her into his arms, and softly comforted her, "Na'er, be good, don't cry, it's all your fault. I made Na'er suffer, and I also caused Aunt Su's daughter to fall ill. It's all my fault."

"No, brother is the best. Brother is the best. No matter what, Na'er will always think brother is the best."

Na'er's childish voice came through the phone, still nasal. She stopped crying, gently snuggled into his arms, and the endless sadness in her purple eyes instantly softened like a pool of spring water, sparkling.

However, with Na'er nestled in his arms, he couldn't see the tenderness and love in her eyes, nor could he see the fleeting image of him reflected in them...

Huo Yuhao felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

Why did he push away a girl who only had eyes for him? Na'er was a good sister, almost too good, while he, as her brother, was absolutely incompetent.

Once Na'er had calmed down, Aunt Su came out from the inner room. She looked tired, but still had a faint smile on her face, appearing as kind and gentle as ever: "You two little ones, are you hungry? Come and eat, don't go hungry."

Huo Yuhao gently helped Na'er up, led her to the dining table, and sat her down.

The dishes on the table smelled delicious; Huo Yuhao had already smelled them when Aunt Su first brought them out.

Aunt Su brought out another pot of fish soup from the kitchen. The surface of the soup was covered with golden oil, and the aroma was so strong that it made Na'er's stomach rumble.

Seeing that they were sitting obediently without touching their chopsticks, Aunt Su quickly said with concern, "It's alright, Yuhao, you didn't do it on purpose. Yuewan will be fine after resting for a while. If you feel guilty or sorry for her, you and your sister can help me take care of her for a few days after she wakes up."

Huo Yuhao stared blankly at Aunt Su.

Instead of blaming him, Aunt Su was willing to let him stay a few more days.

In Huo Yuhao's mind, most people are selfish. He was kidnapped by human traffickers as soon as he woke up, and then targeted by that fat man in Shrek City, who even tried to harm his sister. In his memory, the children who were captured with him should have escaped. He helped them, and they even called him "Big Brother." But when he was threatened by the fat man, even though many people saw it, not a single person stood up. Only when a crowd gathered around did a few people speak up to condemn him; the majority of the others were just there for the spectacle.

The uncle at the Spirit Pagoda was indeed a good person, but most of his kindness stemmed from his job duties. Only Aunt Su was genuinely kind to him and Na'er—providing them with lodging, food, and even when his carelessness caused her daughter to fall ill, she didn't utter a single word of blame. Instead, she felt it was her negligence that led to the accident.

Why do good people always have such tragic lives?

The gentleness in Huo Yuhao's eyes vanished instantly, and an unbelievable thought emerged in his mind, taking deep root...