137 Red Promise Bracelets (2/2)

Hui Yin sighed. ”He probably drank a lot of beer again...”

The old man bolted awake, startling Hui Yin. His hand grabbed her wrist, his eyes looking alert as he asked, ”Beer? You said there's beer? Where's the beer?”

Hui Yin was speechless.

He didn't respond when she called him, but only one mention of beer and he looked like he was given a new lease on life! What kind of depraved elder was this?

It seemed that the old man had realized there was no beer as he sullenly loosened his hold on her. ”What the heck, you were lying to me...”

His rheumy eyes focused on her face, and he yelped. ”Eh? It's you! What are you doing here?”

What do you mean what am I doing here...Hui Yin scratched her nose.

”Senior this is a park, and I was jogging here when I saw you. Senior, you don't have a home? Why are you sleeping on the ground?”

The old man ignored her question. ”Are you here for the reward? Well, I suppose it's around that time now. So? Have you finally remembered me?”

Hui Yin greatly disliked being called 'girl'. She had a name! But she kept quiet, because she had long since figured out that the identity of this senior could not be simple.

”Senior, you were the one who gave me and Lu Shen those red promise bracelets as a wedding gift, right?” [1]

The old man uproariously laughed. ”Right, that's right! You had truly remembered me. I'm glad that I still left a lasting mark in your heart. Of course, you saved me back then too.”

Hui Yin knew what he was talking about. In her past life, this senior had nearly been beaten to death by a couple of gangsters on the side of the road. Fortunately, Hui Yin saw them and reported their misbehavior to the police. Later, Hui Yin took the old man to the hospital and paid for his medical fees. He then offered her a reward. Hui Yin didn't want him to feel indebted, so she randomly told him to give her a gift.

On the day of her wedding, he presented her and Lu Shen a pair of red string bracelets.

It was easy for Hui Yin to connect the red bracelet to her rebirth. This senior knew of her past life, and he seemed annoyingly cryptic too, as if he knew more than what he let on. If his strange name was added into the equation, Hui Yin could only draw one conclusion from all this.

Her breathing quickened, and Hui Yin's mouth turned dry like cotton. It seemed improbable, but being reborn was an improbable event too.

Softly, she asked, ”Senior, are you the god of marriage and love, the matchmaker deity Yue Lao?”

[1]: Refer to Chapter 2.