An Lingrong after rebirth

An Lingrong and Lu Hao met by chance when they were young. That year, it was the Dragon Boat Festival. The weather was hot and the sun was shining directly down, making it hard to open your eyes. The streets were crowded with people and it was a lively scene.

The 5-year-old An Lingrong, wearing a light blue dress and two pigtails, followed the maid and servant obediently, looking at everything around her curiously. Her eyes were sparkling and full of desire to explore the world.

There are all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street, and vendors are enthusiastically selling their goods. Some sell rice dumplings, some sell sachets, and some sell colorful silk threads...

There were also some craftsmen making sugar paintings, dough figurines and other small items on the spot. These novel things made An Lingrong dazzled and exclaimed from time to time.

An Lingrong's eyes were attracted by a stall selling sachets. There were all kinds of sachets on the stall, some of which were embroidered with exquisite patterns, and some of which exuded a faint fragrance.

She couldn't help but walk over, pick up a red sachet, and examine it carefully. On the sachet was embroidered a blooming peony, with petals so gorgeous and lifelike.

"This sachet is so beautiful!" An Lingrong exclaimed.

The stall owner smiled and said, "I embroidered this myself. If you like it, take it."

An Lingrong nodded happily, holding the sachet in her hand, a satisfied smile on her face.

She carefully hung the sachet around her waist, as if she had obtained a precious treasure.

Then, they came to a booth selling sugar paintings. The sugar painting master was painting a butterfly with sugar syrup, his movements were skillful and smooth. An Lingrong stood aside, watching quietly, her eyes full of anticipation.

After a while, a beautiful butterfly sugar painting was completed.

An Lingrong took the sugar painting and took a bite. The sweet taste spread in her mouth. She smiled happily, like a blooming flower.

During this day, An Lingrong fully enjoyed the festive atmosphere and gained a lot of happiness and surprises.

She was skipping along the road, holding the sugar painting and sachet in her hands, her heart full of happiness and satisfaction.

The sun was shining and the breeze was blowing. At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from the front, like the noise of a crowd and the neighing of horses mixed together.

Then, a sharp voice cut through the air: "Get out of the way! The horse is frightened!"

This shout was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears. People raised their heads in astonishment and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The originally peaceful street suddenly became chaotic, with passers-by running around in panic, trying to avoid the impending danger.

Little An Lingrong was frightened beyond belief. Her face turned pale as paper, her legs went weak, and she could barely stand.

The maids and servants behind her were also so shocked that they stood there like wooden chickens, forgetting to react for a moment.

At this moment, the frightened horse was galloping towards Xiao An Lingrong at an astonishing speed, getting closer and closer.

Little An Lingrong widened her eyes in horror, tears blurring her vision, but she was unable to move a single step.

The people around exclaimed: "Oh my God! Whose child is this? How can he be so careless!"

They watched this thrilling scene with their own eyes, filled with fear and helplessness. Some people tried to rush forward to help, but it was too late.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh: "It's over... It's all too late..." It seemed as if the whole world was in despair.

However, at this moment, ten-year-old Lu Hao was shopping with a few rich young men when he suddenly heard a scream from the front.

Out of curiosity, several people looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl standing in the middle of the street, with a carriage speeding towards her as if out of control.

The driver of the carriage pulled the reins desperately, trying to stop the horses, but to no avail.

Lu Hao originally thought it was something interesting, but he didn't expect to see such a dangerous scene. His heart suddenly tightened, and he ran towards the little girl without thinking.

At the same time, several other rich young men were also frightened by this thrilling scene, and followed Lu Hao to rush towards the little girl.

Lu Hao ran to the little girl, hugged her tightly, and then turned around quickly.

Just then, an out-of-control carriage whizzed past them, raising a cloud of dust.

The little Lingrong in Lu Hao's arms turned pale with fear and trembled. Lu Hao patted her back gently and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's okay now."

Xiao Lingrong slowly came back to her senses after hearing Lu Hao's words. She looked up at the lifesaver in front of her, her heart filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, big brother, for saving me." Little Lingrong said softly.

"You're welcome. It's just a small favor." Lu Hao replied with a smile.

At this time, several other rich young men also rushed to their side.

"Wow, Lu Hao, you were so brave just now!" said one of the young men.

"Yes, if it weren't for you, the consequences would be disastrous." Another young man echoed.

Lu Hao smiled and said nothing more. He looked down at Xiao Lingrong and found that her clothes were a little messy, so he reached out to help her tidy them up.

"Little girl, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Lu Hao asked with concern.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, sir." Xiao Lingrong said with a red face.

"That's good. But be careful next time and don't stand in the middle of the road anymore." Lu Hao reminded gently.

"Yeah, I understand." Little Lingrong nodded.

"Since you are all fine, we will leave first." said a young man.

"Okay, goodbye." Lu Hao said.

A group of maids and servants came running from a distance in panic, their faces full of worry and anxiety.

One of the personal maids, Lian'er, was even more anxious, and kept muttering, "Miss...Miss, is she okay?"

The little maid said anxiously, her voice tearing up: "Miss, are you okay?

If the young lady gets hurt, how will we explain to the lady? It's all our fault for not following her closely!"

As he spoke, tears began to fall.

An Lingrong looked at the anxious little maid and hurriedly comforted her, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm fine, really fine, don't make a fuss.

I was just startled just now, I am not that fragile! "

She patted the maid's hand gently and warned, "Also, don't tell mother about this, lest she worry. Otherwise, I won't be able to go out to play next time! Do you hear me?"

The little maid nodded quickly: "I understand, Miss, I will never tell anyone. But what if the lady asks?"

An Lingrong thought about it and said confidently, "Don't worry, as long as we don't tell anyone, mother won't know.

Even if she asks, I have a way to deal with it." After saying this, she showed a sly smile.

Lu Hao turned his head and looked at Xiao Lingrong, a trace of tenderness and concern flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Little sister, you should go back soon and stop worrying your family.

Then tell the maids and servants to protect your young lady well. "

His voice is soft and warm, like a spring breeze blowing through people's hearts, making people feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

Little An Lingrong smiled sweetly and said in a clear and pleasant voice: "Thank you, big brother. My name is An Lingrong. You look much older than me. I will call you big brother from now on, okay?"

She blinked her big watery eyes, which were full of expectation and innocence.

Lu Hao looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and a feeling of pity and love welled up in his heart. He smiled and nodded, and replied gently: "Of course, Sister Lingrong.

My name is Lu Hao, you can call me Brother Lu, or Brother Hao." There was a hint of doting in his voice, as if he treated An Lingrong as his own sister.

After Xiao Lingrong thanked him again, she followed the maid and the servant home.

Seeing Xiao Lingrong leave safely, Lu Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect that his small action could save a little life.

From then on, the fate of Lu Hao and Xiao Lingrong began to intertwine...

Watching Lu Hao and his friends leave, Xiao Lingrong felt a strange emotion in her heart. She tightly held the sachet and sugar painting in her hands and silently made a wish...

Ever since that day they parted, Xiao Lingrong has never forgotten Lu Hao.

She thought, I wish he was my brother. She often thought of his heroic figure when he saved her and his warm smile. Lu Hao was also deeply impressed by this lovely little girl.

A few days later, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing. Little Lingrong was chasing butterflies in the garden, her laughter echoing among the flowers.

Suddenly, she stopped and her eyes were attracted by two people not far away. At that time, Lu Hao and a strange middle-aged man were walking towards this side.

Xiao Lingrong's eyes lit up, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she ran towards them quickly. "Brother Lu, why are you here?" She looked up at Lu Hao, her eyes full of curiosity.

Lu Hao smiled and touched her head: "I am here with my father to talk to your father about something." He turned to look at the middle-aged man next to him and introduced: "This is my father." Xiao An Lingrong said; Hello, Uncle Lu! Uncle Lu, my father is in the study now!

The middle-aged man smiled gently at Xiao Lingrong: "What a cute little girl."

Xiao Lingrong nodded shyly, then turned around and ran to the bushes to pick the most beautiful flower and handed it to Lu Hao: "Brother Lu, this is for you."

Lu Hao took the flower and said softly, "Thank you, Sister Lingrong, this flower is so beautiful."

Xiao Lingrong laughed happily and continued to take Lu Hao to play in the garden. The laughter of the two intertwined, as if the whole garden became more vibrant.