The Story of 40 Angels

  Han Xiyan thought of that figure in white, and his eyes became even softer. "How could I forget? From that day on, the little girl who risked her life to save my mother from the knife, her appearance at that moment was etched in my mind. Every time I think of a 7 or 8-year-old girl who can disregard her own life for a stranger, I feel very good and moved! That is one of the few beautiful things in my life, one of the few things worth remembering. I don't want to give it up, even if there's only a glimmer of hope, I'll keep looking!"

  "Have you heard a story like this?" Ling Haotian asked Han Xiyan: "A long time ago, there was an angel named Angela who fell into the mortal world because of her injured wings. A five-year-old girl with eyes as clear as water saved him and healed his wounds. When they parted ways, Angela asked the little girl what her wish was."

  The girl smiled and said, I want to marry an angel.

  Twenty years later, Angela Datin came back to the mortal world again, searching for that girl with eyes as clear as water.

  But he searched the whole town and couldn't find her, later, a man pointed to a house and told him that the girl he was looking for lived in that room.

  That man deceived Angela.

  Angela saw a wicked woman named Solita, Solita kept Angela in, but Angela still went to find the girl every day.

  Later, someone told Angela that she could write a missing person notice and post it everywhere, and the girl might see it and come to recognize him.

  To write a missing person notice, you need a pen. Of course, Angela didn't know what a pen was, so Solita told him to find a feather and dip it in ink.

  At midnight, Angela Lin painfully plucked a feather and wrote many missing person notices that she posted everywhere.

  But the next evening, Angela couldn't find her quill pen. Solita said that the feather was very pretty and she took it to sell for ten cents.

  Later, Angela would pluck a feather every night to write a wanted notice, and the next day that feather would be sold by Solita for an increasingly high price, with someone already offering 250 coins.

  Angela's hatred for the greedy, haggard woman who had been making money from his feathers grew and grew until finally Angela had only one feather left.

  That night, he ran away. He didn't want this feather to be sold by Solita again. However, he could no longer fly and would never return to heaven, even if he was an angel...

  After a long time, Solita heard someone say in a flower shop that an angel was found in the forest with only wings and no feathers, seemingly dead for a long time. Solita said lightly, "What's the big deal? I saved an injured angel when I was five years old, and I even said I would marry him. When he flew away, his wings were very large and white, I saw it with my own eyes..."

  Ling Haotian stopped speaking, and all around was silent.

  Han Xiyan was deeply moved, not because of this story, but because of Ling Huatian.

  This young master who can summon the wind and rain, lofty and high up, spent so much time, dawdling and dragging on, telling such a long story, just to tell him that people are always changing.

  The lovely little angel who saved his mother in the past may have become a haggard and greedy bad woman.

  He hopes he won't spend his days holding onto illusions.

  He hopes he lives happily.