Chapter 574: Sivir who missed her mentor

At the gate of the courtyard where the four of Ye Feng lived, Lulu excitedly pulled Ye Feng, who refused to walk, to walk outside.
Standing in place, she wandered around, staring at Shui Lingling's eyes and grinning: "Brother Ye Feng, Lulu wants to buy a lot of delicious food today!"
"Yes, yes, you can buy anything delicious today, but it can't be more than this bag!"
Ye Feng yawned listlessly, and Ye Feng, who was holding Sivir's cowhide bag in his hand, rubbed his sleepy eye circles, and dealt with Lulu perfunctorily.
His perfunctory tone made Xiao Lulu puff her mouth out of excitement, her eyes staring at Ye Feng full of resentment.
The little mouth pursed higher and higher, Lu Lujiao snorted: "I'm going back and telling Sister Sivir, Ye Feng is bullying me!"
Seeing Lulu's grieved little eyes that were about to drip, Ye Feng felt a headache. What annoyed him most was taking children.
He hurriedly stopped Lulu who was about to run back, and said, "Lulu, good brother, Ye Feng is not good, don't be angry!"
Squeezing Lulu's unhappy little face, Ye Feng tried to please the resentful Xiao Lulu gently.
Pursing her small mouth, Lulu puffed up and said seriously: "You can't perfuse Lulu later!"
"Definitely not perfunctory!"
Seeing Ye Feng raise his hands to make sure, this made Xiao Lulu's resentment dissipate. After all, she was a child, and she was immediately thrown behind her head. She smiled and stretched out her small hand to hold Ye Feng's big hand and walked toward the street.
In the courtyard where the four live, Sivir is responsible for bringing Amumu who cannot contact outsiders.
In front of the stone table, Sivir held his fragrant cheek in his right hand, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the wronged Amumu.
She naturally knew why Amumu was so wronged, because Amumu couldn't go out to play crazy with Ye Feng like Lulu.
If it weren't for the terrifying curse on Amumu, Sivir would not just let Lulu play with Ye Feng who wanted to go out for a stroll.
Seeing the gentle smile at the corner of Xivir's mouth, Amum was even more aggrieved when he was eager to hang out with Ye Feng. Changing from his usual well-behaved appearance, he rubbed the red and swollen eye circles and started to cry.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh, sister Sivir, you also take Amumu out to play, okay? I know there is a curse on me, the big deal is that I will not talk to outsiders.
Even though Amumu cried and made Sivir very worried, she shook her head gently, and touched Amumu's little head.
"Good Amumu, my sister is going to take you to read a book today!" After blinking moving eyes at Amumu, Xivir softly and softly comforted Amumu with words.
"Reading?" The crying Amum stopped crying. He stretched out his two small hands and rubbed his eyes vigorously, opened his mouth curiously, and looked at Sivir.
Seeing that Amumu's attention was successfully shifted by himself, Sivir stroked the hair in front of him and said with a smile: "Yes, do you remember Icacia's healing classics?"
While talking, Sivir took out from the clothes in his arms the Acacia Healing Book that Azir gave to her last time.
Rubbing the eye circles that hadn't wiped away the tears again, Amum nodded obediently: "Remember!"
Sivir encouraged Amumu and said: "This is Icacia's healing classics. If we can read all the words on it, we should be able to find a way to heal the curse on you!"
Staring at the obscure words on the cover of the classics, Amum scratched his head and whispered, "But... sister, do you know these words?"
"Why, don't you believe in your Sister Sivir's ability? Let me tell you this. Sister, I have studied the lost Icacia civilization with my mentor. It is not a problem to interpret most of the text in this book in a short time. of!"
Lifting his head confidently, Sivir smiled faintly at Amumu who was not convinced, and motioned him to believe her.
Although Amumu was very happy that he might get rid of the curse, but he was attracted by the mentor in Sivir's words.
Does someone as smart as Sister Sivir still need a mentor? Sister Sivir's mentor must be smarter, right? With this question, Amumu asked curiously: "Sister Sivir, is your tutor as smart as you?"
After Amumu mentioned this, Sivir who said casually recalled her teacher Ryze again.
In order to save her and Ye Feng from the chaotic war academy, scenes of her mentor Rytz using taboo spells flashed through her mind quickly like Piltwoff's movies.
Although Sivir did not see the final outcome, she knew that her mentor would most likely turn into a stone statue, then weathered, and die with the wind to become part of the energy of Valoran Heaven and Earth, and the soul cannot be redeemed.
The tip of her nose was slightly sour, and the more Sivir forced herself not to think about her mentor Ryze, the more deeply the old figure was imprinted on her mind, lingering.
A drop of unsatisfactory tears slipped from the corner of her eyes, and the more she didn't want to cry in front of a child in Amumu, the more tears in her eyes could not stop and flowed violently.
"Sister Sivir, did Amumu say something wrong?" Amumu looked at Sivir who was starting to cry suddenly, a little bewildered. He was just a child, but he wouldn't comfort an adult.
"No... Amumu said nothing wrong, but my sister remembered something sad..."
Forcibly holding back the tears, Sivir blew his nose and motioned to Amumu to be okay.
Seeing that Sivir said it didn't matter to him, the nervous Amum was relieved. But he still pursed his mouth and whispered: "Sister Sivir, don't cry, you cried Amumu and thought it was me who said the wrong thing!"
"Well, let my sister take it easy, it will be fine in a while!" Sivir also didn't want to show her fragility in front of the children, she took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm her sad mood.
Although Sivir spoke slowly, she choked on and off. Amumu, who was finally stabilized by Sivir, looked at it, and then started crying.
"Sister Sivir, you are so sad that Amu Konoha is crying...uuuuu..."
Hearing Amumu crying out of control, Sivir's choking stopped abruptly.
The longing for Ryze's mentor was temporarily ignored, and her mind was now full of guilt for Amumu. If it were not for her sudden inability to control her emotions, it would not have made Amumu, who had finally not cried, cry again.
Squeezing his sore and pretty nose, Sivir blinked his red and swollen eye circles hard to stop his tears.
After adjusting his sad mood, Sivir patted his crying pretty face, smiled and put his forehead against Amumu's forehead, gently comforted: "Sister stop crying, Amumu don't cry because of sister, OK? ?"
After choking again, Amumu's eyes widened and looked at Sivir who was smiling at him. Although Sivir's cheeks still had some tears, and the red and swollen eye circles had not subsided, Sivir's smiling eyes still warmed the child's mood.
The good mood instantly dissipated the sad emotions, and the childish Amum grinned silly and said: "Sister does not cry, Amumu does not cry anymore!"
"What a silly boy!"
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