Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

Chapter 120: Great Love

"Hello Ranmo, when you see this letter, you may not know who wrote it. You may first look at the signature. Don't be surprised if you see it. I am indeed you from another parallel world.

If you enjoy science fiction and time-travel novels, this scenario shouldn't be difficult for you to understand. You probably never imagined such a wonderful thing would happen to you one day. So, are you surprised? Surprising?

I'd like to start by telling you about my life there. The sun is shining, the spring is blooming, and I have a loving mother by my side. I even have that Prince Charming you've always dreamed of meeting—a red-brown Prince, to be exact. None of that matters; what matters is that we all live together, and we're incredibly happy!

Now, let's talk about you. How are you doing now? Actually, you don't need me to tell you; I know everything. I was transported to that world through you. We may be in different places now, but our hearts are always connected. I'm worried about you and I desperately hope you can have a happy life too.

Life may be challenging and fraught with uncertainty right now, but all difficulties will pass, and you'll find a brighter future. If I were you, I'd adjust my approach, connecting with others and maintaining emotional connection with my family. After all, we're all connected by blood. And take good care of your mother; she's always there, silently supporting you.

If you encounter a difficulty that you can't get around, or even feel that you are at your wit's end, remember to stay calm and don't be impulsive. You can take out this letter I wrote to you, read it carefully and then make a decision. Or you can shout Ranmo's name a few times, and I will appear in your mind to encourage you and help you solve your problems!

Believe in me, and believe in yourself! You will definitely become the best version of yourself! You will also have a successful career and love life!

Let us make a pinky promise to each other and keep it.

Love your ink"

After finishing the letter, Ranmo wiped the tears from her eyes. She placed the letter neatly on the table. She returned to her mother, who looked at her lovingly.

Ran Mo helped her comb her hair and reminded her mother not to forget to read the letter on the table again.

The mother nodded. Ran Mo said again, "Dear mother, can you sing for me your best song, "Little Swallow"?"

The mother smiled and sang softly, "Little swallow, dressed in flowery clothes, comes here every spring. I asked the swallow why you came, and the swallow said, the spring here is the most beautiful..."

Ranmo seemed to drift off to sleep as her mother sang softly. She could feel herself being drawn across the mountains and rivers, all the way back to the thatched cottage in that ancient town.

Ran Mo had a premonition that the voice would appear again, so he asked quickly: Can my wish come true?

After a while, the voice responded: You have tried your best! Ran Mo was stunned, not knowing what it meant.

The voice laughed and said, "Don't overthink it. I was just giving a neutral answer." Then it said solemnly, "Your filial piety and repentance will be rewarded accordingly."

Ran Mo suddenly felt relieved. The voice added, "There's another piece of news. Regarding the flower-growing parents you've been worried about lately, because of your excellent and kind behavior since your rebirth, Heaven has cleared their troubles as a reward for you."

Ran Mo was delighted to hear this and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he felt the voice weaken, as if it were about to disappear. Ran Mo quickly asked another question, "Are you just a voice? Can you let me see what you look like?"

The voice seemed to pause its retreat. He sighed softly, "You're so curious." Then, after a puff of mist, a small figure appeared before Ran Mo.

Looking closely, I saw a figure that looked like a cross between Doraemon and Son Goku. His voice made me think he was an older person, but he turned out to be a child resembling a cartoon character.

Ran Mo didn't dare show surprise and thanked him repeatedly. The little man nodded and disappeared.

When Ranmo woke up the next day, his mother had already gotten up early and prepared porridge and cakes. She came to the bed to check on Ranmo.

Ran Mo leaned his head on his mother's shoulder, experiencing this happy and warm time.

Her mother looked at her lovingly and asked her to get up and have breakfast. After Ranmo washed up, they ate together and chatted with her mother for a long time before leaving.

In addition to her mother, she also urgently wanted to confide her true feelings to someone and longed for his comfort.

Just as she reached the big willow tree, a figure suddenly emerged from behind the tree, shouting "dengdengdeng". Then he appeared in a flash, bowed slightly, and held a small flower pot the size of a palm in front of her, making a gesture of offering flowers.

Ran Mo ignored the flower, pulling his arms away and throwing herself into his arms, sobbing. Her sobs were so heartbreaking, as if she was trying to vent the sorrow and melancholy of several lifetimes. And no one else could replace her in crying out to; only this person before her could handle this task.

Qingsheng stood there in a daze, one hand still holding the pot of flowers, the other resting on Ranmo's shoulder.

He anxiously asked Ranmo what was wrong and what happened, but Ranmo just kept crying and ignored his questions.

Qingsheng didn't ask any more questions. She must have had her reasons for crying out loud in his arms. He was willing to use his arms to comfort and protect her, holding her tightly and letting her confide and vent her inner feelings.

After crying for a long time, Ranmo stood up from his arms and wiped her tears. Qingsheng looked at the person in front of him, crying so hard that it was pitiful, and helped wipe her tears. He then held the pot of flowers in front of her.

Ran Mo looked over and saw a round-headed cactus in the flowerpot. He couldn't help but laugh. "You wouldn't give this to someone as a gift. Are you trying to prick me?" He laughed.

Seeing her smile, Qingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I saw this at the market this morning. I thought it looked very unique, so I bought it for Ranmo."

Ran Mo suddenly had an idea. If she turned into a daffodil and this guy turned into a cactus, would the two of them look good together?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh again. Qingsheng was a little confused. Why was this girl crying and laughing so early in the morning? Never mind, if she wanted to tell him, then she could tell him. If she didn't want to, then she could just throw herself into his arms and act like a spoiled child.

Ran Mo raised his head, looked at Qing Sheng intently, and said solemnly: "Brother Sheng, let's stay together from now on. Don't separate, okay?"

Qingsheng was stunned at first, then delighted. This was the first time Ranmo had told him they wanted to be together, and how could he not be thrilled? It was exactly what he wanted. Uh, it was his wish come true. And that "Brother Sheng"—it was the second time he'd called her that, and it seemed even sweeter and more genuine than the first time!

He embraced Ran Mo again and said, "Since God has sent you to me, I must cherish you and be loyal to you forever!"

Only at this moment did Ran Mo truly understand Qing Sheng's feelings when he was looking for his mother. He originally thought that a rich young man like him would have no worries about food and drink and someone would take care of him, and he didn't need to worry too much about many things. However, he didn't know that blood ties could not be disturbed or obscured by money and prosperity.

She couldn't just care about herself. She looked at Qingsheng and said softly, "Can I help you find your mother in the future?"

Qingsheng was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Very good, but why do you talk like a little wife?"

Her face remained unchanged as she said frankly, "If I were really your wife, I don't know how many people would want to snatch me away. If you don't act soon, I'll be gone."

As he spoke, he trotted off into the distance. Qingsheng smiled knowingly and tried to catch up. Suddenly, he squatted down, picked up the flower pot on the ground, and chased after it, shouting, "Don't run, your cactus!"

"You are the cactus." Ran Mo replied from a distance. As he turned around and laughed, Qing Sheng had already caught up with him like an arrow.