Chapter 97: Memories with Wan Lu (10)

Xia Cheng's heart was suddenly filled with an unknown emotion.

Seeing that she had many wounds on her body, Wan Lu stared at the red and swollen wounds on her face, and took the initiative to carry her on his back.

Xia Cheng lay on his broad, hard back and asked:

"What about him?"

"Put it here first." Wan Lu held her thighs with both hands and shook them up. "He didn't see me, so I have to leave quickly. He might look for you tomorrow..."

"I won't give you away!"

Wan Lu couldn't help but laugh:

"If I'm not mistaken, he wouldn't dare call the police, but... he would definitely come to you to inquire about me."

Xia Cheng was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me."

She apologized out of guilt, and Wan Lu's throat moved but he said nothing more.

In fact, it was Wan Lu himself who discovered that Xia Cheng was acting strangely. She had never been out so late before.

When he was in doubt, he thought of the pair of sneakers covered in mud, and without saying a word, Wanlu climbed over the wall and went out.

He searched along the road to town, and when he saw the bicycle by the roadside, he immediately picked up a stick.

Seeing the scene in front of me, I knew what was going on without saying anything.

The girl is pretty, but she definitely wouldn't be the type to take the initiative to get intimate with a man in such a wild place.

He hit the man with the wooden stick so hard that perhaps he didn't even realize it himself. The fierce expression on his face at that moment was restrained after he saw her pale little face wide open in panic.

"Come up."

Wan Lu bent down, and the girl came close to him, very gently and cautiously, not pressing her body directly against him. But even so, the two soft breasts on her chest would rub against his back from time to time.

He suddenly thought of the arc that his forearm touched when he tried to stop Xia Cheng from rushing into the fire on the first night, and it was as soft as it is now.

His throat moved, and under Xia Cheng's instructions, he pushed the bicycle with one hand, held Xia Cheng with the other hand, and returned home from the small road.

Once we get near the village chief, we naturally can't walk together.

Xia Cheng parked his bicycle in someone else's yard, limped back, unlocked the door, and was pulled in by Wan Lu, who had climbed over the wall first.

"My sister and I are leaving. Do you know where we can stay?"

Xia Cheng's brain raced. "There's a duck shed by the river. Not many people go there, it's quite remote, and it's a bit shabby..."

"Okay, let's go there."

Wan Lu agreed immediately, and the two of them sat in silence. Only then did Xia Cheng realize that they were very close, and her forearm lightly touching each other's skin was hot.

"You don't have to hide from me now."

Wan Lu reached out and touched her head.

The serious atmosphere dissipated, and the two looked at each other, lowering their heads in embarrassment after realizing what was happening.

Wan Lu withdrew his hand and raised an eyebrow: "Can you walk back by yourself? I'll carry you?"

"No... I can still walk, just a little slowly. Can you help me boil some water..."

"Okay." Wan Lu returned to his room and briefly explained the situation to Huang Yiqiu.

Huang Yi Qiu thought for a moment and began to pack up.

Xia Cheng sat on the doorstep, watching the two people busying around with a vague gaze. While thinking about how to deal with the remaining rice tomorrow, a pair of dark gray sneakers caught her eye.

These were the pair she had left by the sink last night after stepping in mud and forgetting to wash them.

And now, it is leaning quietly against the wall, washed clean, even the laces have been removed and rubbed.

Feeling warm in her heart, Xia Cheng looked at Wan Lu's back. He turned around as if he had sensed something.

"Thank you..." She turned her face awkwardly and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She thought, maybe he's not a bad guy.

Wan Lu didn't understand.

The firewood was ready and Huang Yiqiu had almost finished cleaning up.

Seeing this, Xia Cheng didn't rest. He rubbed his ankle, stood up, and forced himself to take the two of them to the duck shed.

Huang Yi Qiu held the child in his arms. Fortunately, the child was very well-behaved and did not make any noise.

After arriving at the riverbank, Wan Lu realized that the word "simple" that Xia Cheng mentioned was very realistic.

The shed was a triangle made of several thick wooden sticks and plastic film, covered with thatch. There was a double wooden bed inside, which occupied most of the space.

The door is on the left, and on the right there is an electrical socket and a brick stove.

Because no one had been there for a long time, it was covered in black putty and crawling with bugs.

"Don't turn on the light." Wan Lu first took out the mosquito net from his bag, covered the bed and the door, then turned on the flashlight and carefully wiped the place.

Xia Cheng also helped. Huang Yiqiu couldn't let go of the children, so he lit the lamp for them and asked:

"What if that man comes tomorrow and asks who it was last night?"

"I said I was in a hurry to run and didn't see clearly." Xia Cheng said.

Wan Lu rubbed the rag in the bucket:

"No, you should say it, and say it to as many people as possible."

"What do you mean?" Xia Cheng didn't understand: "Why do you say that?"

Wan Lu patiently explained:

"Describe my face in a more general way. It's better to say that it's someone in the village, but don't be specific, just say it looks like someone. That way, even if he wants to find me, it will take some time. Don't go to work for the next few days and find a place to hide. Every time he comes looking for you, if you can't hide, just mention someone in the village, but be vague and incomplete. Understand?"

"What if he can't find it and gets angry?"

Wan Lu stopped and said:

"We'll be leaving soon."

"Where are you going?" she asked blankly.

Huang Yiqiu answered for his brother:

"To our old home."

Hearing this, Xia Cheng couldn't describe how she felt.

"How do we get back?"

"I've found a car. He will take us to the Tiannan border, where my men are waiting."

Xia Cheng stopped wiping and secretly glanced at Wan Lu's back. He was concentrating on wiping the bed board and sprinkling insect repellent powder on it. His broad back made him look extremely reliable.

She noticed his muscular arms, which had just been supporting her buttocks.

Her face immediately turned red and she shook her head, finally letting the fleeting loneliness in her heart subside.

*

Just as Wan Lu said, Yu Xiami came to her house early the next morning and knocked on her wooden door loudly.

Xia Cheng pretended to go out to work:

"Xia Mi Ge, why...why are you here?"

The rest of me has a terrible headache and no patience:

"Don't play dumb. Who hit me last night? Yu Jinhuan?"

Xia Cheng shook her head.

"Who is that? Do you have a lover?" He asked, and when he saw her shaking her head again, he hurriedly urged:

"Hurry up and tell me! I still have to go get medical expenses. Damn it, I'm about to be beaten to death. If I knew who the bastard was, I would definitely chop him up."

"It was too dark yesterday, I couldn't see clearly..."

Yu Xiami grabbed her collar and said:

"Who are you kidding? If you don't want to be beaten, tell me now."

At this time, all the neighbors were at home. Xia Cheng shouted and people came. Knowing that Yu Mi would not really do anything, Hu Zuo said:

"It seems like he is. He is half a head taller than you, dark-skinned, with short hair and small eyes."

"Big Bull?"

"I'm not sure."

"I understand." He let go of her. "I'll go get the money from him and then come find you. Are you working today? I'll come find you at your workplace."

Xia Cheng neither nodded nor shook her head.

Only after seeing that everyone had left did he bolt the door.

Everything she said just now was a lie. How could she possibly tell anyone Wan Lu's appearance? She specifically mentioned a few common features to keep Yu Mi busy for a while.

She cooked, and after thinking for a while, she took out money to buy the mineral water that she couldn't bear to drink. She held it in her arms, took her grandmother's old walking stick, supported herself, and slowly passed it to the siblings.