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Chapter 130 No Regrets

"No need to thank me." Mei Ling'er paused for a moment and continued, "Now that everything has been figured out, there's nothing wrong with the wind chime. You can hang it up without worry. After all..."

Mei Ling'er looked at Xiaoxue's innocent eyes.

"After all, he really likes you, and you said he only has five years."

Xiaoxue heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Mei Ling'er's words. The look in Mei Ling'er's eyes just now had frightened her. Her eyes were filled with pity and sorrow, which made her feel a little confused.

"Okay, I'll seriously consider it."

Xiaoxue expressed her gratitude again and hung up the live broadcast.

Looking at the wind chime she had taken off the table, the girl pondered for a long time. Before going on Linglingyao's live broadcast room, she began to hesitate whether to throw it into the trash can.

Now everything is clear. It was the Husky that caused the trouble, and it had nothing to do with the wind chime he gave.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxue picked up the wind chime on the table and hung it on the clothes hanger again.

Jingle bell bell~

A gust of wind blew, and the wind chimes made a crisp sound.

Xiaoxue listened to the pleasant bell sound, and the fatigue that had accumulated for many days was blown away by the wind.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, she met the boy's good friend again and learned from him that the boy had passed away. Xiaoxue felt very upset. Although she didn't like him, he only paid attention to her silently and did not do anything that disgusted her. Instead, he kept following her footsteps and kept a proper distance.

But love isn't just about one person; it doesn't guarantee that one person will reciprocate their love simply by showing their sincerity. What one person does for the other is a sign of love, and the other person can, of course, respond in kind based on the intensity of their love. She looked at the wind chime on the clothes rack, and the other person's friend's words rang in her ears: "I hope you'll appreciate his sincerity and not throw away the wind chime he gave you."

Xiaoxue smiled. How could she throw away the wind chime just because the other person died? The previous misunderstandings were resolved by Master Ling. This was his wish. No matter what his purpose was, the girl never took off the wind chime.

A week later, there was a news in Hangzhou that "a wind chime woke up a girl living alone in the middle of the night and saved her from a murderer."

This girl living alone is Xiaoxue. At this moment, she is sitting in the police station with a tired look on her face.

"Come, drink some water." A police officer handed her a glass of warm water.

"Thank you..." Xiaoxue said hesitantly.

The officer patted her shoulder and comforted her, "You're very lucky. You know, you're the sixth victim in this case and the only one who survived. The perpetrator would scout the area beforehand and would continue to track and observe the target for several days, waiting for the right time to strike."

Xiaoxue listened to the police officer's words in silence, her thoughts already drifting back to half a month ago.

When she was live streaming on Linglingyao, Xiaoxue thought she was suspicious and always felt that someone was following her. It turned out that someone really was following her.

Master Ling also specifically told her to hang the wind chime. Now thinking about it, she seemed to be hesitant to say something. Could it be that she had known it for a long time?

Back to half a month ago, after Mei Ling'er hung up the live broadcast, she took a break for a while.

"Old man, what do you mean?"

"Didn't I tell you? That boy doesn't have five years left. He'll die in a few days."

Mei Ling'er looked puzzled and asked tentatively, "Did the boy lie to the girl? Did he want to leave a gift for his beloved girl?"

The white-bearded old man shook his head gently and slowly explained, "The boy didn't lie. He does have five years left." Seeing Mei Ling'er's face, which looked like it was about to burst with anger, he continued, "But he sacrificed five years of his life to keep the girl safe, saving her from a disaster. And after his death, because the time recorded in the Book of Life and Death didn't match, he had to wander in the chaos of nothingness for five years."

"Five years... But you know what, disciple? He said he has no regrets." He stroked his beard. "It's all just our own choices."

Mei Ling'er was stunned. She didn't expect the result to be like this.

After hesitating for a while, she raised her right hand with determination, extended a finger, and shouted:

"I'm going to use my one chance!"

The corner of the white-bearded old man's mouth curved up slightly, but he quickly concealed it. With a stern face, he said, "The situation is different this time. I have to negotiate with many parties. I can't just give you this one chance."

Mei Ling'er's face wrinkled into a ball, thinking that this old man was really cruel. She still bargained stubbornly, "Can't you just be kind?"

"Can't you be kind enough to agree to be my disciple?"

Mei Ling'er sighed and compromised, "Then tell me, what do you want in exchange for helping me?"

"Since you are so kind, I am willing to help you again after I helped you this time. From now on, you will be my disciple. Do you agree?"

Mei Ling'er dissed her in her heart and asked her whether she would agree or not. She had already asked him for help, so how could she not agree to his request.

"Okay, deal."

The next second, Xiaoxue's pursuer, Zhou Buhui, was taken away while wandering.

Mei Ling'er, feeling unhappy, took out a green tongue popsicle from the refrigerator. Just as she opened the package, the phone on the table rang.

She glanced at the caller's name on her phone—her mother—and sighed deeply. She knew she was coming to settle a score, considering she had blocked her blind date. After bracing herself mentally, she pressed the answer button.

"Hello...Mom."

"Ling'er, I feel uncomfortable in my heart. I have been feeling a little uncomfortable for the past few days. Can you take a few days off and take me to the hospital to see a doctor?"

Mei Ling'er was startled and asked quickly, "What kind of discomfort do you feel? Are you nauseous or something?"

"It's a little disgusting, but if you're busy, forget it. I'll wait for your sister to come home next weekend and take me to the hospital."

Mei Ling'er felt utterly distressed. Her mother usually never complained to her about minor ailments, fearing she would worry while working away from home. This time, she actually took the initiative to tell her about her discomfort, which meant the actual situation must be more serious.

"Mom, don't worry about me asking for leave. I haven't used my annual leave yet. I'm going to ask for leave from my boss and go home today."

After hanging up the phone, Mei Ling'er left a message to her leader on WeChat, and the leader quickly replied to her and asked her to apply for leave approval.

Mei Ling'er got approval from her direct supervisor and started working on the mobile office app.