A boy rescued a
little girl when she fell into a rabbit hole. Dedicated to all things fluffy
and happy in the world (I think I need this after Alan Rickman’s death
yesterday). Also dedicated to Michael Miu and Barbara Yung, of course... The
New Adventures of Chor Lau Heung 1984 is the property of TVB Hong Kong. No
copyright infringement intended. Click this to read this fan-fiction at my
new Jianghu blog.
Can't find a pix, so I stole from Kaguyahime Monogatari (Little Kaguya and Sutemaru) |
Childhood acquaintance
The
boy watched as the rich-looking little girl stumbled over and fell into the hole.
He gasped and then screamed "Idiot!!" before he ran towards the
rabbit hole. Lucky for the little girl, the hole wasn't a deep one. Still, the
fall would hurt her.
"Are
you okay?" He peeked through the hole. The afternoon sunlight illuminated
the hole slightly, such that he could see her little face crying from shock.
"Don't cry. I told you not to chase the rabbit, but you still did that.
Idiot."
"Will
you just shut up and help me?!" came the unexpected order from the hole,
slightly echoed. The boy chuckled. "I take it you're not injured, then?"
He asked her. When she said she didn't know whether she was injured or not, he
rolled his eyes heavenwards. Girls! "Try getting up, see if you can stand
up." The girl did so and then screamed.
The
boy frowned. Yep, most likely a twisted ankle, at least. He then looked around. "Wait, I'll get some ivy to help you."
The
boy left and returned in a few minutes with a long ivy wound on his skinny left
arm. He then lowered the ivy before effortlessly jumped into the rabbit hole.
He landed with a soft thud before squatting to examine the girl's legs. The
right ankle looked red.
The
boy nodded. "Yep, you got one twisted ankle, but I don’t think you broke
your foot. Since you can't climb the ivy yourself, guess you need to hop on my
back, then I'll carry you."
The
girl blinked. "Can you do that?"
"Well,
you don't look heavy, so I should be able to carry you. Hop on now." He
squatted to
let the little girl slowly climbed on his back. Once she was settled, he
gripped the Ivy and climbed the hole with a considerable ease. They were out of
the hole in a few moments.
"Here
we are!" The boy hoisted himself and the girl out of the hole. The little
girl rolled to the side and laid there still for a while, holding her injured
ankle. She then tried to get up before screaming and slouching down again.
"Ouch!"
The
boy looked alarmed. "Watch out! That's a serious twist you have
there!" He got up and checked the ankle again under the sun. He frowned
as he thought of something. He then palpated the ankle and the surrounding
bones and muscles. "Your injury is similar to the one I had last year...
So if I'm not wrong..." The little girl suddenly screamed again.
"Oww!!
What did you-!" Then she blinked and checked her ankle again. The pain was
almost gone, and the ankle didn't look weird anymore. "...what, what did
you do?"
"I
just fixed your ankle the way my teacher fixed mine last year," was the
answer as the boy wiped his own forehead. "Phew, I was actually afraid
it'd gone south..."
"You
experimented with my ankle??" The girl's big eyes widened in disbelief.
"Hey,
it worked, didn't it?"
"Yeah,
but it could indeed gone wrong! I could've asked the doctors at the
pal..." She suddenly remembered something, then she changed her attitude.
"Thank you. For fixing my ankle, and also for carrying me up here."
The
boy, who was ready for another combative conversation with the girl, softened
up. He smiled. "I'm glad you're okay. You should be truly okay after a few
days' rest."
The
girl examined her right foot again. "Thank you," she eventually said.
"If you didn't see me running, I wouldn't be found for a while..."
"Told
you not to chase the rabbits, and you didn't listen!"
"...
They were so cute..."
"They
almost cost you your leg! Be careful next time..." He then added, "I
might not be around here to rescue you."
"Oh,"
the little girl looked disappointed. "And here I thought I have found a
new friend. So you don't live here?"
"No.
My
teacher and I are wanderers. We like moving around, trying new stuff, finding
new places."
"You
don't live with your parents?"
Darkness
momentarily clouded the boy's jovial face. "No."
"Why?"
"...
They passed away two years ago when bandits looted our village. My master saved
me and made me his student."
"So
you don't have your mother with you?"
The
boy looked away. "No, not exactly.
But
I have her in my heart."
The
little girl contemplated this statement for a while. "I'm sorry I made you
sad... You see, I don't have my mother with me anymore too..."
The
boy turned to face the girl again with a renewed interest. "Bandits looted your home too?"
"No.
She fell ill last winter and died soon after. My father is still sad, you know.
That's why I wanted to catch the rabbits for Dad."
The
boy clicked his tongue. "Tsk! The rabbits won't like it if you catch them
and bring them to the city where you live. Cos their home is here."
"I
guess you're right," said the girl after a thought. She nodded. "I
won't catch them anymore then."
"Good
girl. How's your foot?"
She
moved her foot slightly before reporting back. "It doesn't feel painful
anymore, but I'm not sure I can walk already."
The
boy knelt down to check the foot again. "Don't worry about your foot. A
bit of ointment and a good rest will do good. You're a strong girl, you'll be
okay."
The
girl was about to ask how did the boy know so much, but then she noticed
something at the horizon and screamed in delight.
"Nanny!
I'm here!!" She waved frantically to an elegantly dressed elderly lady,
then turned to the boy, who just got up and cleaned his clothes. "That's
my nanny there!"
The
boy looked up to see the lady practically running towards him and the little
girl. He nodded. "Good! You're okay now. Just walk slowly with her. I've
gotta go now."
"Where
are you going?" The girl asked as she studied the boy's face. He had a
friendly smile, she concluded.
"Well,
my master is waiting for me, so I need to go."
She
was disappointed to have him go. "Will I see you again?"
He
looked at the little girl. When she wasn't being bossy, she was actually nice. She
also, as he further noticed, had rabbit teeth, which made her very cute. As cute
as a little girl could be in the eyes of a teenage boy. Then he shrugged.
"Perhaps one day."
Then,
without bothering to give his name or ask the little girl's name, he said
goodbye and left. As he walked away, he overheard the girl talking to the
nanny. He didn't turn back. He thought he left his bamboo water bottle
somewhere, and now his focus was to find that water bottle and some water for
his master.
-xxx-
The
little girl and her mother both cried. Well, the little girl screamed and the
mother sobbed so pitifully, such that when the girl's father found them, he was
so surprised and concerned.
"Siu
Ching, what happened??" Chor Lau Heung ran swiftly towards his wife.
"I'm
such a baaaad motheeeerrr!!!" Song Siu Ching wallowed as their daughter
Lau Ying screamed on top of her lungs. Lingering Fragrance blinked and checked
his daughter and her surroundings. They were under a tree of medium height. A
Ying's palms and knees were bleeding, but it wasn't a profuse bleeding, more
like blisters. His daughter was wearing pants underneath her cute frilly pink
frock, hence she needed a fall to have such injuries. At that time, So Yung Yung
arrived at the site, asking the same question he asked before. Ignoring her
question, he turned to Siu Ching.
"Did
A Ying fall?"
"I'm
the worst mother in the wooooorld!!!" Siu Ching wallowed even harder.
Taking it as a confirmation to his question, Lau Heung turned to Yung Yung.
"Could you check her?" She was on it already, checking her adopted
niece for any fractures on the girl's young bones.
"She's
fine, Chor tai-gor," was her reply a little while later. "She's just
shocked."
"That
was what I thought too." Turning his attention back to his crying wife,
Lingering Fragrance then squatted next to her and said, "Siu Ching, our
daughter is fine. Those are just blisters. Please stop crying."
"No,
you don't get it," Siu Ching shook her dishevelled hair. "We were
walking the cliff to look for dolphins. Then I saw them on the water, popping
up and down, their pink bodies. Then I told A Ying about it. But then the
dolphins disappeared. I looked around to find them again, but when I found
them, A Ying wasn't with me." She sniffled and continued. "Then I
heard her calling me, and then a scream. I looked up this tree, but I was too
late! She already fell from the branch she was climbing. I couldn't catch her
in time." She ended her story with another wail. "She could've fallen
off the cliff!! I'm a baaaad motheeeerrr....!!!"
Chor
Lau Heung mentally measures the distance between the cliff edge and the tree
and concluded that, for his daughter to fall over the cliff, she had to
actually leap forward with a considerable momentum. That wouldn't have been
achieved with a slippery mis-step that, he suspected, caused the fall. In
short, Siu Ching's fear wasn't well-founded. However, he knew better than to
argue with the young mother. He looked at Yung Yung who smiled back at him and nodded.
"Siu
Ching, is that okay if I bring A Ying to the boat? Tim Yi and Jan Jan are
preparing some fruit beverage for us. In fact, we came here to tell you about
it."
"Fuut!"
A Ying suddenly stopped crying. She loved fruits. "Fuut, Mama, fuut!"
"Fuut!
Yes, darling, shall we have fuut?" Yung Yung cooed her niece and scooped
her. "She'll be fine, Siu Ching. I'll see you two later?" With that,
she left Chor tai-gor with his still sobbing wife.
Chor
Lau Heung then sat down next to his wife and held her tight as he caressed her
hair. Looking at the sea over the cliff, he sat silently with her as her tears
subsided. They had spent at least two weeks on that island off the Pearl River
estuary. The island was one of the fertile yet nearly uninhabited islands
clustering off the estuary. Only some small fishing villages inhabited by
people who spoke a different dialect than theirs dotted the islands' coasts.
They originally just planned to stay for a week there, but when they found some
pink dolphins inhabiting the local waters, they decided to stay longer. Their
two years old daughter Chor Lau Ying loved the dolphins and always wanted to
walk down the beach every day to see them. Siu Ching had brought A Ying to the
cliff overseeing the bay where the Fragrant Boat anchored today to have a
better chance to see the dolphins, for sometimes it wasn't that easy to see
them from the beach.
Chor
Lau Heung heard his wife's cries dissipating, but she was still sobbing
slightly. He held her tighter. She was always a petite woman, and even after
her labour, she didn't need much time to return to her pre-pregnancy shape.
Chor Lau Heung suddenly realised that they, he and her, had been A Ying's
parents for two years, and oftentimes they forgot that they were lovers too,
husband and wife too. He was about to talk about that when she whispered.
"She's
only two. How come she knew how to climb a tree??"
Lingering
Fragrance looked at the problematic tree. It wasn't a tall tree. Higher than
Siu Ching definitely, but he'd be able to reach for the closest branch easily
to, if he'd like to, put A Ying on the branch. Still, a two years old toddler
wouldn't be able to climb up that easily. Then he smiled.
"Perhaps...because
she's my daughter?" After all, he was famous for his gravity defying
skills, and his mother used to complain about him climbing up trees at his
earliest age.
It
was a while before his wife replied. "You might be right. It's a bit mind
blowing, but it's possible that she takes after your ching kung. And..."
Siu Ching finally turned to face her husband, "She should be fine too,
right? Considering she's your daughter?" Since Chor Lau Heung just looked
at her with a weird expression, she added, "I mean, your stamina is good;
so she should have a good stamina too?"
"Perhaps,"
Lau Heung slowly smiled. "But I think she takes after your
resilience."
"Me?"
Siu Ching pointed at her own nose incredulously. "No way!"
"Why
not? Your ching kung is much better now." That was true; Siu Ching's
gravity-defying skills had improved considerably since the last few years due
to constant training. "At any rate, I'm not talking about her climbing
skill. I'm talking about her resilience."
Siu
Ching shook her head. "I'm don’t understand..."
"You
have a great resilience, Siu Ching. You have adapted so much since we decided
to share our lives together. That is resilience, and also flexibility. The
ability to bounce back after falling; that's your trait. Hence, I'm sure our
daughter takes after you. Besides..." Lingering Fragrance smiled and
meaningfully added, "You're a strong girl. You'll be alright..."
Siu
Ching blinked. "What did you just say..."
"You're
a strong girl. You'll be alright...", replied her husband slowly.
It
was a while before she spoke again. "Chor tai-gor..."
He
looked deeply into her eyes. "Do you remember..."
She
tilted her head, as if trying to remember something. "When I was but a
little girl..."
He
smiled slightly. "I saved a little girl from a rabbit hole..."
She
hesitated for a second before resuming, "And after the boy fixed my
injured ankle, he said..."
He
didn't miss a beat when he finished her sentence. "I said something like,
'You're a strong girl. You'll be alright...' to that little girl."
"And
then the boy went away, because he had to meet -"
"-
my teacher who was waiting for me." He smiled with stars and sun in his
eyes. "Then I left, and, although I did think about that little girl for a
few days, I eventually forgot about her."
"Same
here," Siu Ching looked at her feet. "I remembered the boy until my
foot was fully healed, then I forgot about him."
Gently,
Chor Lau Heung grabbed his wife's arms and turned her to squarely face him.
"So the little girl was truly you then..."
Siu
Ching nodded, still slightly dazed. "What made you think it was me,
though? It was, more than 15 years ago, and I was very little, about five I
think. When did you remember?"
Lau
Heung tilted his head slightly, folded his arms and stared at the afternoon
light that danced on the surface of the sea. "I'm not entirely sure... But
it was definitely recently. I guess having a little girl helped triggering it.
I can't pinpoint when, but recently whenever I saw A Ying and you, the memories
of that day returned to me, slowly." He chuckled and returned his
attention to Siu Ching. "What about you?"
The
young mother shook her head. "Not sure either, but I guess it's the same
with yours. Watching you taking care of A Ying brought back those precious
memories. I totally forgot about that event until recently. I now think we're
so lucky to have those precious moments..."
"I
agree." Her husband pinched he chin playfully. "So...now you need to
smile. A Ying will be fine. She takes after you and me, and she'll grow into a
beautiful, strong, smart and resilient woman like her mother." He pointed
at something down the cliff. Siu Ching strained her neck. She saw the Fragrant
Boat parked at the bay. Her little daughter was playing barefooted on the sand,
collecting sea shells with her aunts. Siu Ching eventually relented.
"I
guess you're right. I worry too much."
"And
that's normal. But I think we shouldn't treat her like a fragile vase. She will
grow up to be a fine girl, a gorgeous woman. And she needs to learn to pick
herself up too. She'll be fine." Chor Lau Heung folded Siu Ching again
into his embrace. She leaned on his comforting chest, but she freed herself
moments later as she pointed at the sea.
"Chor
tai-gor! The dolphins are here again! Look! With the babies!" True,
Lingering Fragrance saw a group of pink dolphins swimming very close to the
shore with their grey babies. "I must tell A Ying!" resumed Siu Ching
excitedly. Yet, he stopped her. "Don't worry, Siu Ching. She sees the
dolphins already."
He
pointed down again at the beach, and true enough, their daughter was jumping up
and down in excitement as she spotted the dolphins; her aunts by her side. He
guided her to sit down again next to him.
"Siu
Ching..." He started again. "We've been parents for two years
now," he resumed. "We're doing a good job at it. But, oftentimes, we
forgot we're a couple too. That you're my wife and I'm your husband." He
gazed deeply into Siu Ching's big eyes. "We don't always have to be A
Ying's parents all the time. Give the other girls a chance to be aunts they
want to be. Give ourselves time to just be you and me." The young mother,
his wife, blushed. "I think you know what I mean..." When she nodded
shyly, he kissed her. Exposed by the ocean wind, her sweet mouth was slightly
salty, but he liked it even more.
"Now,
what do you say about a stroll on the beach later after dinner, just the two of
us?"
-xxx-
Author's note:
Wiki said that CLH's age was around early 30s during the Gu Long stories. Song Siu Ching, I'd say, was about 20 years old, no more than 22. I
always imagine a maximum of 10 years gap between CLH and SSC, for she indeed
looked less mature than him in the series (she did mature with him as the
series progressed, though). Hence, for this story, I placed the little SC at
about 5 years old and CLH as a 12-13 years old boy.
Also, the islands
that I was referring to were the Hong Kong islands, with the Indo-Pacific
humpback dolphins (Sousa chinensis) in their waters. These dolphins are famous
for their pink skin for mature individuals, and grey skin for the calves and
their habitat range extends from the Pearl River estuary up to the Hong Kong waters.
And last but not
least, I stole the idea of the young SC falling into the hole after watching
the beautiful Kaguyahimeno Monogatari (I’m a hopeless fan for Kaguya and Sutemaru...). A total
must-watch from Studio Ghibli...
5 comments:
This is a beautiful story Icha! I absolutely love it! It is heartwarming and tender post that I think will help with Alan Rickman's loss.
I thought it was so amazing how Chor and Sou Ching remembered that memory and it seems to be predestined that they were meant for each other. I really like this story Icha!
Thank you Tamuyen! I was worried that the story might read as being too mushy... but hey, I needed something light and heartwarming, and it did the job for me. Glad it did for you too...
PS: dunno why I almost always wanted to type "Tammy" instead of Tamuyen whenever I greet you. Perhaps because the two names are very similar. have a nice weekend!
Yes the two names are very similar! Actually, Tammy is my short name when people can't pronounce my real name Tamuyen!
Ah, really? Interesting! Anyway, Tammy, Tamuyen, I'm finishing another CLH/SSC MV. It's rendering now, and should be uploaded in the next 20 min or so (Vimeo is slow to upload, but Dailymotion is quicker). Since I'm using Leslie Cheung's song (I am a fan of his indeed...), I hope DM will accept it. Just check the blog in half an hour; the MV should be there by then.
Have a nice rest for tonite!
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