Douluo 2: I dressed up as Huo Yuhao’s biological sister

"What are you playing, Yunyun~"

Yun Shaozong came out of the kitchen with a plate of braised spare ribs, smiling. As he spoke, he reached behind him with one hand to untie the string of his apron.

"Dad~"

Huo Yunche's eyes lit up, he let go of the old lady's hand, and ran towards Yun Shaozong with a "thump thump thump" sound. His calves moved vigorously, and with his fluffy white coat, he looked like a glutinous rice dumpling jumping around.

"Hey! Daddy's little baby~"

Yun Shaozong squatted down and reached out to hug his little daughter who was flying towards him with a flushed face. Then he put down the dishes in his hands, put his hands under Huo Yunche's armpits, and lifted her up high with a force, "Come, let's play Feifei~"

"Cuckoo~"

The sound of silver bell-like laughter echoed throughout the not-so-big house. Whether it was the old lady or Yun Shaozong, both of them had extremely warm smiles on their faces, as if this moment was eternal.

"Okay, sit down and eat." said the old woman with a smile.

"Since mom has spoken, Yunyun, what should we do~" Yun Shaozong asked with a smile as he lowered his head and rubbed his little daughter's nose.

“Let’s eat, Dad, grandma, together~” Little Huo Yunche raised his head obediently, his childish voice was crisp, and starlight twinkled in his beautiful eyes, which made Yun Shaozong dazed for a while.

"Okay, let's eat!" Yun Shaozong touched his daughter's head, pulled a chair over, and carefully put the little girl down. When he turned around and was about to sit down, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated, and then it rang -

"Go home more often and have a look—"

He tightened his grip on the back of the chair, looked down at his naive daughter, then looked at his mother, whose eyes were slightly bitter but full of support, and silently picked up his cell phone.

"Hey......"

"Mom, urgent mission at home..." Yun Shaozong clenched his knuckles tightly around the phone.

The old woman shook her head: "Go, I'm at home..."

“I will definitely come back as soon as possible!” As he said that, Young Master Yun touched little Huo Yunche’s head and was about to run out.

Huo Yunche grabbed onto the hem of Yun Shaozong's clothes and blurted out words with a hint of tears in his confused voice: "Dad, are you leaving again? Aren't we... going to have a meal?"

"Wait for daddy to come back, Yunyun baby." Yun Shaozong lowered his head and kissed his daughter on the face, then gently grasped his daughter's fingers that were tightly grasping the hem of her clothes one by one, and ran away in a hurry... ran away...

Dad...left again...

Little Huo Yunche lowered his head sadly, the starlight in his eyes becoming increasingly darker.

......

reincarnation.

The first time, the second time, the third time...

The seventh time, the eighth time...

The...nth time!

In a trance.

"Nannan, don't play with fire."

The familiar hand, which was soaked in the waves of time, wrapped around the little girl's palm, which was burned by the flickering candlelight and blistered. It was gently pulled forward, and a sharp silver needle pierced through it, "Pah——"

The shallow sound of breaking woke up the dazed girl.

“Grandma~” Little Huo Yunche blinked his eyes, pouted his lips as if he was about to cry, and the big tears hung in the corners of his eyes. He cried out tenderly, “It hurts~”

"What's wrong, Yunyun?" Yun Shaozong heard his daughter crying in the kitchen and hurried out.

"Dad?" Little Huo Yunche looked at Yun Shaozong steadily for a few times, then suddenly hugged his father's hands, spread them out, buried his little head in them, rubbed his chubby little face against his palms, and then, as if he remembered something, he let go of Yun Shaozong's hand, "da da" ran forward two steps, hugged his legs and dragged him to the dining table.

"Dad, eat!"

Yun Shaozong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he pressed little Huo Yunche's head and said, "Wait until daddy finishes cooking the last dish, okay?"

“No, no, just eat it!” Little Huo Yunche became stubborn. She herself couldn’t explain why, but she just thought so and did it.

There were anxious tears in the little girl's eyes. Without saying a word, she drove her old father to the dining table. Yun Shaozong saw it and sighed. It was all his fault. It was he, as a father, who did not give his daughter a sense of security. His curved eyebrows became even more dim.

“Okay, okay, let’s not sit down, let’s just eat~” A strong arm picked up little Huo Yunche and placed her in the crook of his arm. His big hand rubbed the top of her head with ease, and he strode towards the dining table.

"Mom, let's eat!"

"And Ajiu, Dad..."

"Go home more often and have a look—"

Snapped--

The two curious little hands were slapped down by a trembling big hand.

"Nannan, Ajiu, don't play with fire."

"That's enough. You can't dwell on this any longer."

Who?

in the dark.

The little girl curled up into a ball, her long eyelashes fluttering with endless tears.

In the dark space, a ball of fire suddenly lit up.

The fire rose up, and an unruly figure walked out from it.

Ling Guang has always been like that, wearing flashy clothes all day long, but not necessarily ostentatious, it's just that he has transformed into the Vermillion Bird, his heart is set on the fire in the sky, so naturally he is also dressed in bird feathers all over.

Although there is some intentional element in it, but more of it~

He couldn't say that because he was a soul, his dear "master" forgot to give him clothes, right?

So as soon as he appeared.

The sky is red, like maples and red plums.

Blooming in the darkness.

As he walked, lotus flowers bloomed with every step, driving away the darkness and cold.

"Xiao Che'er, it's time to go home." Ling Guang's warm big hand wrapped around the little girl's waist, and gently held the tiny one in his arms. The flames suddenly dispersed and surrounded the two of them in a circle.

go home......

“Ling Guang…” A cat-like whimpering sound rang out, and Ling Guang felt his heart tremble. He was about to speak to comfort her, but he saw Huo Yunche covering his eyes helplessly, “I just want to have a reunion dinner with them, why is it so difficult…”

Hot tears flowed down the girl's knuckles, which were gradually shrinking to their original shape, and soaked Ling Guang's chest. The fiery red bird feathers were wet and stuck to them, which was not very comfortable, and also made him feel an inexplicable restlessness.

He didn't want her to cry.

Ling Guang lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who had returned to her normal size. His Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't know what to say.

As one of the four divine beasts, Suzaku has seen too much birth, aging, sickness and death in the human world. He once wondered why those humans always cried bitterly for their deceased counterparts. It was not until the disaster in the divine world came that he knew what it felt like to have such a heart-wrenching pain.

Therefore, do not encourage others to do good without suffering others' suffering.

It is actually applicable here as well.

Ling Guang hugged the girl in his arms tighter, as if this could help her ease some of the grief in her heart.

"Would you like to tell me about your father?"