Shi Feng gently reached out to wipe his little sister's teary, dirt-streaked face, which was like that of a small flowered cat. As he cleaned the tears from her face, a sense of warmth unfamiliar for a long time enveloped them both. At that moment, the young girl tightly hugged the man before her, feeling an extraordinary sense of safety. The grievances and bitterness of the recent days seemed to soften and dissipate into nothingness.
Shi Ling looked up slowly, her eyes squinted into slits, resembling a content kitten as Shi Feng caressed her. The corners of her mouth spread into a smile as she called out softly and sweetly, "Brother!" That simple word, that plain address, contained all her longing for night and day.
"From now on, Ling'er will stay by brother's side, and brother will teach you Martial Arts," said Shi Feng softly to Shi Ling.