The sorceress asked her with a smile, âWhat did I promise you?â
Purple Summers was taken aback, then slightly widened her eyes, âYouâre quite old, you wouldnât go back on your word, would you?â
The sorceress laughed, âIâm old, and my memory isnât as good. Perhaps you could remind me, what exactly did I promise you?â
âYou said that as long as I helped you and allowed you to stay in Peachwater Village, you would tell me who that person is!â
Purple Summers watched the sorceress intently, suspecting that the old woman was preparing to renege on her promise.
Who knew the sorceress would ponder for a moment and then slowly said,
âHmm, it seems there was such an affairâ¦â
Purple Summers asked, âCan you tell me now? Who is the person Iâm looking for, and where is he now?â
But the sorceress countered with a question, âYou clearly know the answer in your heart, why come to me and ask?â
Purple Summers was stunned, her face changing subtly, ââ¦What do you mean by that?â
âWhy would you repeatedly question others about something you already know the answer to? Is it because you lack confidence? Or perhaps⦠you hope to find a different answer to deny what you know?â The sorceress gazed at Purple Summers with a benign smile, âI only serve guests who donât have the answers in their hearts. Young lady, please leave.â
âYouâ¦â Purple Summers was frustrated, âIsnât that deceiving people?!â
It was clearly empty talk!
Itâs like a shy girl who comes to ask if the person she has feelings for likes her in return.
And the reply is: The answer is in your heart.
Such an answer was as good as giving none, it was a typical brush-off!
Purple Summers, not satisfied, pressed on, âWho is he really? Is he the person I have in my heart?!â
But no matter how she asked, the sorceress wouldnât pay her any more attention, simply lowering her head and holding an ox horn comb, rhythmically combing her granddaughterâs long hair.
Purple Summers was out of options.
With a helpless sigh, she reluctantly left.
Stepping outside the gate, she looked up at the cloudless azure sky and felt foolish.
Because of a vague statement from the sorceress, she had eagerly pursued a case, thinking that she was finally about to see everything fall into place, but in the endâ¦
She did indeed have a guess in her mind.
However, precisely because her guess and doubts remained unconfirmed, she was in urgent need of an external force to help her see the truth.
Even if it were baseless nonsense from a wandering sorcererâ¦
Purple Summers walked back feeling a sense of loss, not knowing what exactly she was lamenting or, perhaps, looking forward to.
Her phone rang, and she answered the call without thinking.
Alexander Summersâ displeased voice sounded in her ear, âWhy did you run off to Peachwater Village again? I think youâre asking for it, always running around.â
Purple Summers pouted and said, âIâll be right back, Iâm heading to the train station now.â
âJust find a place to stay put, Iâm already here and coming to pick you up,â Alexander replied.
âOh, got it,â Purple Summers agreed very obediently. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She hung up the phone, took a look around, and seeing a pavilion nearby, walked over to sit and rest.
Today, there was no wind, and the sunlight of winter could be considered precious, warming her cozily.
Purple Summers basked in the sun for a while until she vaguely felt someone watching her. She turned her head and saw the sorceressâs granddaughter standing not far away, still looking about eight or nine years old.
She watched Purple Summers quietly, not speaking nor showing any expression.
Purple Summers couldnât figure out her intentions.
After soaking in the sun for a bit longer, Alexanderâs car arrived.
Purple Summers saw the little girl make a gesture toward herâfirst pointing at Purple Summers, then at Alexander getting out of the car and walking closer.
At first, Purple Summers couldnât understand, clouded with doubt; but after a moment of bewilderment, she suddenly realized.