Chapter 813
Chapter 813
I was startled by my godmother's movement and immediately opened my eyes to look. I saw that her eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, and her face was full of fear and pleading.
She was having a nightmare.
I immediately patted her gently: "Godmother."
My godmother finally opened her eyes, but tears were rolling down from the corners of her eyes. She didn't bother to wipe them away and just hugged me in her arms.
"Xuxu, I'm glad you're back. I'm glad you're back with me." She hugged me so tightly that her breath and tears fell on my neck. There was a hot and humid breath, accompanied by her sobs. "Promise me that you will never leave me. I can't live without you. I can't bear the pain of losing you anymore. Xuxu, promise me, promise me."
She was so panicked, so anxious, and so eagerly awaiting my answer.
My heart was beating violently with her rapid breathing. I don't know why, but at this moment, my nose started to feel sore and warm liquid quickly overflowed from the bottom of my eyes.
Without thinking, I hugged her tightly and answered her earnestly, "I promise you, I promise you, I will never leave you, I will always be by your side."
She was trembling in my arms, and my heart was trembling too.
Although my godmother never talked about that past in detail, nor did she talk about how painful she was after losing her daughter, the hideous scar on her wrist and the sad smile with her eyes drooping when she occasionally talked about that past all revealed the hurt she had suffered.
She lost her own daughter, and this was a heart disease for her, which was why she was so miserable in her dream.
I don't want her to suffer, so let me stay by her side, accompany her, comfort her and take care of her instead of her lost daughter.
My godmother's emotions gradually calmed down. She slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue and looked at me with slightly red eyes: "I had a nightmare, Xuxu, did I scare you just now?"
I still held her in my arms, shaking my head.
How could I be scared? I would just feel sorry for her.
Losing her daughter was just the beginning of her pain, but I could guess that what happened that year was probably not just that my godmother lost her daughter, there must have been something else.
"Godmother, you just called a name." I said softly.
The godmother called Zhao Mingrui's name just now.
I still couldn't help but wonder what she dreamed about.
I also want to know what happened back then.
Perhaps it will be difficult for her to find her lost daughter, but if she can resolve other knots in her godmother's heart, perhaps she will not be so painful in the future and will not have to have similar nightmares.
In my arms, my godmother's body trembled slightly, and I could feel her tenseness.
She was silent for a long time, and tense for a long time. After a moment, she hummed softly: "I hope I will never see that person again in my life."
It seems that things in this regard have exceeded my expectations, and the damage suffered by my godmother is not so easy to heal.
I immediately hugged her tighter: "Okay, I will never mention this person again."
"I knew that Xuxu is the most obedient baby." Godmother hugged me and smiled softly.
I looked at the remaining tear marks in the corners of her eyes, and my heart ached deeply and slightly.
I really hope she will always be happy, only happy.
After a while, a servant came to ask, "Is the Madam awake? The Master has invited Miss Hu to the front hall. The Peony Pavilion will be performed soon. The Master specially invited the Madam and Miss to watch it."
"It's Miss Hu. You must go and listen to this part." My godmother was quite surprised when she heard it. She pulled me to put on my coat and explained to me, "Hu Mengdie has a great singing voice. She has retired from the big stage for a long time and is not willing to sing easily. She is only willing to sing a part when she is invited occasionally. It's rare."
In fact, I don’t care what songs Miss Hu or Miss Die sing. I just like to see my godmother happy. If Miss Hu can make my godmother happy, I am willing to listen to her songs.
After my godmother and I packed up and went to the front hall, we found that it was full of people.
There was Zhang Jiahao, and some slightly familiar faces. Although I couldn’t recognize them all, I knew that they were all friends of Zhang Jiahao.
When they saw my godmother and I come in, they immediately stood up and called the Fourth Madam and Miss Meng.
My godmother just nodded slightly and I responded politely.
Everyone else's expressions were normal, except Zhang Jiahao's eyes, which were like a pair of blazing flames, burning on my face: "I haven't seen Miss Meng for a long time. I hope you are well."
"Yes, it's been a long time since we last met. Thank you, Mr. Zhang Liu, for your concern. I'm fine and my friends are doing well too." I looked straight into his burning eyes and smiled.
I want to tell him that Wu Ling is doing well without him, and I hope he can keep his distance from Wu Ling so that Wu Ling will live a better life.
Zhang Jiahao's pupils suddenly shrank, becoming so sharp that they almost poked a hole in my face.
"We are all family, why are you still so polite? Xiaohao, Xuxu is my daughter, you should call her aunt." Godmother seemed to sense the strange atmosphere between us, and stood in front of me without making a sound, her tone was calm and cold, "Xuxu, don't be polite to him, he is your nephew."
Zhang Jiahao's face turned pale and blue, but he quickly changed his words: "Aunt."
My godmother protected me and helped me suppress Zhang Jiahao. I felt better and raised my eyebrows and smiled at Zhang Jiahao: "Good nephew, sit down quickly and don't be restrained."
Zhang Jiahao looked like he had swallowed a fly, his face turned the color of liver, but in the end he pursed his lips and said nothing.
My godmother just pulled me away without even looking at Zhang Jiahao.
I could feel Zhang Jiahao’s angry gaze still on my back, but I was fearless. After all, even if he was angry, he couldn’t say anything and couldn’t do anything to me.
Master Zhang had also stood up to greet them. As soon as my godmother came up to him, he held her hand and asked in a low voice, "Did you sleep well? Was the lunch from Old Yuantou delicious? Did you enjoy it?"
Mr. Zhang never talks much and usually has a stern face, but I can see that he really loves my godmother.
"Yeah, it's OK." My godmother seemed a little embarrassed to be held by him. She answered casually, then pulled her hand out of Master Zhang's hand and pulled me to sit next to her, "Xuxu, sit here."
Master Zhang frowned when his hand was pushed away, but he said nothing. He just nodded to the servant beside him and said, "Let Miss Hu start singing."
I saw a graceful figure with exquisite appearance coming out of the pavilion separated from the front hall by a bend of flowing water. As soon as the woman opened her mouth, her singing voice flowed into my ears like running water.
It was indeed very nice to listen to. Although I don’t know much about opera, I was quickly attracted to it.
At the end of the song, the graceful woman stood still and bowed to take her bow. I couldn't help clapping my hands, but I heard someone outside the front hall laughing and praising: "What a great song! Miss Hu is worthy of being one of the most famous actresses in Beijing and Hong Kong. I haven't heard such authentic Yue opera for many years."
Everyone is sitting in the front hall listening to music, why is there someone outside?
The voice came suddenly and sounded familiar.
I looked over subconsciously and saw a familiar figure.
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