Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

In Tang Luo's ears, the girl's breathing gradually became rapid, and her heartbeat quickened; she had woken up.

Tang Luo propped his head up, feeling a bit of a headache at her handling of the situation.

To be honest, at first, Tang Luo considered simply abandoning the girl. After all, his secret was too big, and if possible, Tang Luo would never want anyone to know.

However, that idea didn't last long.

First, since Zhang He has already been accepted, having one more girl won't make much difference. It makes little difference whether you hide it from one or two girls. In fact, compared to Zhang He's mind-reading ability, the chances of the girl discovering him are almost negligible.

Secondly, he genuinely felt a little reluctant.

The scene from before flashed through Tang Luo's mind.

He plays Ke Zhen'e, a chivalrous hero who has witnessed many human tragedies, from minor skirmishes and brawls to outrageous acts of violence by spoiled brats. The true nature of this world was revealed to him very early on.

He knew from the beginning how cruel the world was.

but......

"I don't want to be like them."

Such a thought arose in Tang Luo's mind.

It's not that he can't, but since he already has a cheat system, it would be rather pathetic if he couldn't live according to his own wishes.

There are already many evil people and villains in this world, so one more won't make a difference, but the side of goodness seems somewhat empty.

Therefore, after much deliberation, Tang Luo ultimately decided not to leave the girl behind.

He Lian opened her eyes, looked up, and saw the old man who had once saved her. He was so recognizable, with his iron cane and his white pupils.

Only then did the memories from earlier resurface in her mind.

The burly man lifted her parents as if they were chicks, and with his palm the size of a fan, he spun them over their heads. With a few crisp cracks, their heads fell off.

And she was there, watching helplessly.

Just like before.

I always seem to be like this; when I encounter unfamiliar things, I can't react, I can't lift my hands or my legs.

"What's your name?"

Seeing that the girl remained silent for a long time and her eyes seemed to be getting redder, Tang Luo finally spoke up, interrupting her reminiscence.

Beautiful memories are like pearls, becoming more dazzling with each recollection, while tragic memories are like shattered glass, leaving one wounded with every recollection.

But now, what the girl is recalling is not a pleasant memory.

"He Lian, my benefactor, my name is He Lian."

Tang Luo, wearing He Lian's face, frowned. He always felt that he had seen this girl somewhere before.

Have I seen you before?

"I've met you before, my benefactor. You saved my life on North Street and stopped that red horse for me."

Upon hearing He Lian's words, Tang Luo suddenly realized what was happening, and he remembered it too.

"So it was you!"

As Tang Luo spoke, he looked at the eleven or twelve-year-old girl in front of him and sighed softly.

In just ten days, she faced two life-or-death crises, the second of which resulted in the death of her entire family except for herself.

While her bad luck also played a part, the more important factor was that in this world with extraordinary power, universal order had to yield to power.

The strong are those who can bully the weak at will.

"In the next few days, I will send you to the Tzu Chi Hospital and visit you from time to time to provide assistance. As for your enemies, we will deal with them if we can."

Tang Luo's voice was soft, but extremely firm.

He wants to be a good person, but that doesn't mean he really wants to carry such a burden with him.

In the early stages of the game, he wasn't allowed to bring such a burden along. Taking her away from there was simply to prevent her from being completely eliminated.

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he was about to turn around and discuss the specific itinerary for tomorrow's appointment with Zhang He when he heard a somewhat immature voice speak up:

"My benefactor, I don't want to go to Tzu Chi Hospital!"

Tang Luo looked up and met those innocent yet determined eyes: "My benefactor, I am very useful. I can wash clothes, cook meals, and even warm your bed. I am really useful, I..."

Why?

Tang Luo interrupted her.

He Lian wasn't pretty. Although she looked only eleven or twelve years old, years of housework and other miscellaneous tasks had tanned her to a dark tan and made her skin very rough. Although her bone structure wasn't bad, her family circumstances clearly prevented her from developing properly.

To put it bluntly, she's about the same size as a large, hairless, skinny monkey.

Tang Luo is not lustful and has no special fetishes. Even if he were lustful, he wouldn't want her.

But Tang Luo wanted to know why.

Courage is a rare quality, especially for women in feudal times.

Although there is cultivation in this world, it is still unattainable for ordinary people. They are almost no different from the common people in the feudal society of their previous life.

In a world where men were superior to women and men farmed and women wove.

It takes real courage to say "no" to a "strongman" like Tang Luo.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, He Lian was still a little confused. She obviously did not expect Tang Luo to ask such a question. She was silent for a while. Tang Luo turned his head and gestured to Zhang He with his eyes to confirm whether He Lian's next words were true.

It's good that he has feelings for her, but as her savior, he might not be able to accept it.

As her thoughts raced, He Lian spoke:

"I hope that in the time I have left, no more tragedies like the ones before will happen around me."

I want to become strong, to be able to control my own destiny.

I'm afraid of dying, especially after my parents died like chicks.

He Lian stared intently at Tang Luo, her gaze unwavering, like a rock.

She didn't mention hatred, although she did hate, but more than hatred, she was afraid of death, afraid of dying like her parents. That fear of death overshadowed her hatred.

Tang Luo turned to look at Zhang He, who nodded slightly, indicating that He Lian was not lying.

Snapped!

Tang Luo clapped softly.

"How old are you?" Tang Luo asked with some curiosity.

"There are still one year and six months until I reach the age of marriage."

A girl's coming-of-age ceremony is at fifteen, which means He Lian is thirteen and a half years old now. You can't tell from her face; she's too thin.

What surprised Tang Luo more than He Lian's appearance was her maturity.

She seemed to understand what going to Tzu Chi Hospital meant. In the grief of losing both her parents, she recognized the situation and responded with sufficient composure.

The initial refusal was an exchange of her own interests. Whether it was washing clothes, cooking, or warming the bed, these were essentially her bargaining chips. She hoped to use her chips to exchange for an opportunity not to go to the Tzu Chi Hospital.

What surprised Tang Luo even more was that she actually knew what she wanted.

She was able to see her own heart clearly, which is not simple. Many people in their past lives, even until their death, did not know what they wanted.

He doesn't need a burden, especially not a burden that needs constant care.

However, He Lian was unexpectedly intelligent. She could see the situation clearly, weigh the pros and cons, and quickly understand her own feelings. If such a little genius could take care of herself, Tang Luo was willing to give her a chance.