Chapter 290 And Then

Shao Yi!

She easily called out the man's name in her heart.

The Shao family had just acknowledged the illegitimate son a few years ago. With his outstanding face and the courage to roll up his sleeves and fight with the legitimate young master of the Shao family, he was very popular for a while when he first entered the school.

But later, perhaps due to the Shao family's good upbringing, Shao Yi gradually lowered his profile, rarely meeting with the eldest son of the Shao family, and gradually became an invisible person in the school. The only thing that was not transparent was his academic performance, which always stood at the top of the leaderboard.

Du Ruo rarely saw him at school, and the only vague impression she had of him was a thin figure from afar.

However, when she saw his face at this moment, she immediately knew who he was.

The boy threw the glass fragments, and when his eyes swept over her, it was as if he was sweeping over a pile of garbage, passing by without any pause.

He reached out and wiped the blood off his forehead, then turned and went back into the house amid the woman's continued shrieking.

From this angle, you can vaguely see his busy figure bent over. The woman's yelling and the bits and pieces that kept hitting him seemed to not exist to him.

Du Ruo knew that he should leave. The sun was so bright and the alley was so messy. If he stayed any longer, someone might come to rob him.

But for some reason, her feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, and her eyes followed the boy uncontrollably.

After a while, he squatted outside the house with a deflated iron ladle and started washing rice.

The woman in the house began to cry loudly.

"Why is my life so miserable? My husband is a shameless bitch, and my son is a heartless, greedy bastard. What's the point of living..."

The voice was so miserable and shrill that it broke through the thin, shoddy wooden door and reached my ears clearly.

However, Shao Yi was squatting and washing rice with his profile very focused, and did not react to the sound at all.

Du Ruo stared at him in a daze. The scorching sunlight made a blurry white halo appear in front of her eyes.

In the halo, she watched the young man silently and calmly wash rice, wash vegetables, and cook. He brought the food to the table in front of the woman who was still crying, then filled a bowl of rice for himself, sat at the table, and ate while crying.

The inside of the house was dark and cramped, and the outside was equally dirty and gloomy.

The young man, wearing a spotless white shirt, sat in the stained scene, facing his drunken and crazy mother who had just hit him on the head with a beer bottle, causing bleeding, and was as quiet as a lake.

The rebellious girl at that time looked at the lake, but her head felt dizzy and she had the illusion of heatstroke.

And this has been going on for many years.

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A warm breeze blew across the river.

Shen Pianpian hooked her messy hair and waved her hand in front of the dazed woman.

"Hey! Wake up! Are you dreaming?"

Du Ruo suddenly woke up, and in the blink of an eye, the girl's face, so beautiful that it looked like a human, appeared in front of him.

"So? You like him so much because you saw Yan Yi being beaten by his mother when you were a child, but he still cooked for her without any regrets?"

Shen Pianpian came to this conclusion with difficulty from her incoherent and poorly worded narration.

Du Ruo looked at her with contempt, as if to say, "Are you kidding me?", and said arrogantly,

"What do you know? You won't understand unless you truly see and understand."

Please, I don't want to understand, okay?

Miss Shen quietly rolled her eyes and continued to ask,

"And then what? You become his tail from now on? There has to be some thrilling or romantic plot in the process, right?"

Du Ruo snorted and laughed,

"This is a memory that belongs only to the two of us, why should I tell you?"

"Forget it."

Miss Shen, who had lost the opportunity to gossip, closed the lid of her lunch box in disappointment. Just as the show was about to begin, she stood up, patted her butt, and left briskly.

Du Ruo sat there, staring at the river in a trance while waiting for the takeaway that had not yet arrived.

And then? What else is there?

Unaware that her first love had already begun, the foolish and rebellious girl mistook it for the friendship between good friends.

By the time she was in high school, she suddenly realized that the boy was already surrounded by a beautiful girl.

She suppressed her feelings until the boy grew into a young man. His beautiful girlfriend left for a better career, but he no longer had the heart to accept anyone else.

Ten years have changed everything. The boy went to the small house in the slums to wash rice and cook every day. Later, the body of a woman who had hanged herself was carried out.

That day she stood outside and watched him calmly take the woman down from the rope and put her on the bed, then he methodically wiped her face, changed her clothes, and called the funeral home.

The voice was polite and numb, like a stone falling into a bottomless lake, empty and without any echo.

Then, while waiting, he cooked one last meal, still with two bowls and two chopsticks, and placed them neatly on the table. He ate up the entire portion for two people by himself.

This scene was actually similar to that of many years ago, except that the woman's sharp screams were missing, and there was no blood on the young man's forehead.

However, when Du Ruo saw this scene, she felt so painful that she almost suffocated.

She even recognized that the rope used for hanging that was dangling behind him was the mosquito net he had bought for the woman not long ago.

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The takeaway finally arrived.

Du Ruo lowered her eyelashes, glanced at the notification on her phone, and stood up to pick up the takeaway.

When she turned around, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came out of the repair shop and handed her the lunch box.

"Do you want to eat the extra lunch boxes from the crew?"

Du Ruo looked at him and smiled with a bit of surprise.

"Of course I do. I thought you didn't care whether I lived or died."

The man smiled faintly.

"Chen Pianpian asked me to give it to you."

Du Ruo: ...

A mouthful of blood stuck in my chest!