Transmigration Dimensions: The Master Cultivator Young Miss

Especially, when she saw Hua Shu’s eyes, she couldn’t help being taken aback. Those eyes were bright and clear, but deep and indistinguishable, without the original inferiority, cowardice and confusion, and replaced by firmness and confidence. And the vicissitudes of life if there is nothing like nothing.

Vicissitudes? This kind of look shouldn't have appeared on a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. He Ling didn't understand it. It was just the effort of being ill. How could Hua Shu have such a big change? She thought about it, and the only reason for this change was the death of Dean He. Although it is just a guess, He Ling thinks that it is more possible. After all, the person Hua Shu is closest to is the old dean. She was seriously ill just after the old dean passed away. It should have been a big blow that led to her own transformation. Right?

Hua Shu ate without hurries. With her current five senses, He Ling had already noticed it when He Ling first noticed her, but she had known it so and couldn’t explain it, so she simply pretended not to notice. It's fine if He Ling doesn't ask, just find an excuse to fool around when she asks.

However, Hua Shu didn't know that He Ling had already found a reason for her.

In the evening, Hua Shu helped He Ling take a few small showers, and he also washed a little bit, before returning to the room eagerly.

When I was about to turn off the lights and enter the space, I heard footsteps coming here.

After a while, he walked to the door, and there were several knocks on the door, as well as He Ling's voice.

"Little Shu, are you asleep?"

Hua Shu knew He Ling was the person, but wondered why she came to her after everyone was asleep.

Opening the door and letting He Ling into the room, Hua Shu asked in confusion, "Aunt He, why are you here now? Is there anything wrong?"

"Little Shu, what about it..." He Ling looked at Hua Shu's face and said a little hesitantly: "I know you are the closest to the old dean, but ah, in your life, you will live, old, sick, and die. It is unavoidable, and we are unable to stop it... I know that the old dean passed away, you are very sad, and my daughter is also sad, but after all, we still have to continue to live, and we can’t stay immersed in the right The reluctance and sadness of the deceased, so... Xiaoshu, you are still young, and there is still a long way to go in the future. Don't be too hard for yourself."

He Ling spoke carefully, with a very soft tone. When she was speaking, she would observe Hua Shu's expression from time to time, worrying that she might have said something wrong and accidentally irritated her.

Hua Shu was stunned when he heard it, and said in a puzzled way: "Aunt He, why are you talking to me about this suddenly?"

This night, Aunt He has nothing to do with her and tell her what to do? Strange, did she do anything to misunderstand Aunt He?

He Ling was also taken aback, why didn't it feel right?

The reason why she talked to Hua Shu tonight was because she was shocked by her sudden change. She was really uneasy, so she came to persuade her specially.

"Your illness lasted for seven or eight days. After you got better, your whole person has changed a lot. I'm not worried!" Since Hua Shu didn't react abnormally, He Ling stopped going around in circles, frankly said.

Suddenly, Hua Shu turned out to be for this, but he didn't expect Aunt He to even help her find a reason, but it was a pity that she didn't react, but now she can't use this reason.

After thinking about it, Hua Shu continued to think along this line of thought, and finally figured out a reason.