Chapter 2137 I still remember the feeling of holding her fingers tightly

Ruomu hurriedly said that it was not necessary. There was a bus to the town every hour. She just needed to wait on the roadside for a while. Then when she arrived in the town, she could drive back to Haicheng. The tickets had been booked.

Xiao Jun said, "You don't have much money, so save as much as you can. Let's go."

He didn't give Ruomu another chance to refuse and walked straight to the door.

Ruomu didn't say anything else, just whispered thank you.

When he reached the entrance, Ruomu called him again: "Wait a moment."

He paused and looked back at her.

She took out one of his coats from the entrance cabinet and said, "It's getting colder today. You're wearing too little."

As she spoke, she walked behind Xiao Jun with the clothes and spread them out.

Xiao Jun stretched out his arms and put them into the sleeves. Ruomu stood on tiptoe to help him put them on. Then she went around to the front and helped him turn the collar inside out and straightened it. She smiled at him and said, "Alright."

Xiao Jun looked down at the girl in front of him and said thank you.

She lowered her eyes and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Then she took the lead, walked to the door and opened it for him.

The driver had prepared the car in advance and parked it in front of the villa, but Xiao Jun didn't need a driver, as he would drive himself today.

Before getting in the car, he took the luggage bag from Ruomu and said, "You get in first, I'll put the bag in the trunk."

She was very nervous and tried to take the bag back from him, saying, "I can do it myself."

She accidentally held Xiao Jun's hand which was holding the bag strap.

Looking at the two people's hands folded together, Xiao Jun unexpectedly thought of the scene in his dream...

In that dream, when she couldn't bear it anymore, she couldn't help but push his chest, so he took her hand away and pressed it above her head.

He said, “When you feel bad, hold my hand.”

She opened her fingers and intertwined them with his. He still remembered the feeling of her holding him tightly...

"Please give it to me quickly, the bag is very heavy." Ruomu said, trying to take the bag back.

But Xiao Jun used his free hand to take her hand away and said, "Get in the car."

Perhaps because his tone left no room for negotiation, Ruomu didn't insist anymore and obediently got into the black car.

Xiao Jun carried her luggage bag to the back of the car, opened the trunk, put the bag in, and then took out the envelope containing cash from the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

Then he unzipped the suitcase and lifted up the old clothes on top.

Just as she was about to put the envelope under the clothes, she found a neatly folded beige turtleneck sweater, which was the one he had casually taken from the cloakroom to give her the night before.

It was also the one he tore in the bathroom when he kissed her...

Xiao Jun touched the collar. It had been completely mended. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't tell that it had been torn.

He does have a pair of skillful hands.

But he was also puzzled. Why did Ruomu still keep the clothes?

Wouldn't it remind you of the situation where she was humiliated?

Or are you simply being frugal and unwilling to throw it away?

Anyway, it's impossible that I want to remember that night...

After a brief pause of two seconds, Xiao Jun put down the envelope, covered it with his clothes, zipped it up, and closed the trunk.

The two of them were silent along the way. Xiao Jun drove quietly, while Ruomu stared out the window in a daze, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Xiao Jun knew what he was thinking.

That night, he held Ruomu's fingers in his dream. He remembered that her fingers were slender, but there were hard, thin calluses on her palms, which were the marks left by years of doing rough and heavy work.

When Ruomu held his hand just now, he seemed to feel those thin calluses.

Is that dream so real?

So they arrived in town and Xiao Jun parked the car on the roadside outside the station.

Ruomu got out of the car, took the luggage from the trunk, smiled and waved to him: "Thank you so much for today, I'll go in now."

Xiao Jun nodded and extended his hand.

Ruomu was stunned for a moment, rubbed her palms on her body, and then held his hand.

The two shook hands and said goodbye, then she turned and walked towards the waiting room in the station hall.

Xiao Jun twisted the hand he had held with her and recalled the feeling of the touch just now.

There was indeed a thin layer of calluses on her hands.

It seems that the dream he had was very detailed.

He didn't even care whether he had calluses on his hands, but he subconsciously thought that the little girl would have calluses on her hands.

After Xiao Jun saw Ruomu off, he drove back to the vineyard.

Going to the town to do some work was just an excuse. I just felt that it was not easy for her as a little girl, so I wanted to see her off and secretly slip some money into her. But if I gave it to her in person, she wouldn't accept it.

After Ruomu left, Xiao Jun's life remained largely unchanged. He sketched and painted during the day and listened to music and read at night. His life was very peaceful.

Sometimes I think of that honest girl.

I don't know if she's found a job or has a suitable place to live. But don't assume a man is a good person just because he says a few nice words...

A country girl like her who has no experience in love is most likely to become a man's prey.

When Xiao Jun thought about these things, he sometimes felt ridiculous.

He himself had little social experience, so he started to worry about others and stopped thinking about it.

But at night, as soon as I fell asleep, I started having those strange dreams again.

He always dreamed of doing that kind of thing with Ruomu, and every time it was a repeat of the first dream, as if that was his limited experience and his brain could not come up with anything else.

But when I waited until the next morning, I felt very ashamed when I looked at my dirty pajamas.

This kind of thing happened almost every day after Ruomu left.

He seemed to have regressed to adolescence...

This kind of dream made him very distressed, and he also felt that he was extremely dirty. He actually regarded a 19-year-old girl as the object of his sexual fantasy.

Fortunately, I didn't let her stay in the manor any longer, otherwise I would have committed a crime sooner or later...

Apart from these little episodes, Xiao Jun's life was no different from usual. He was alone, guarding a house, and leading a monotonous life every day.

On the fifth day after Ruomu left, it snowed in the mountains.

That morning, after getting up, Xiao Jun went to the study to paint. Perhaps because of the cloudy weather and low air pressure, he was not in a good mood and felt sleepy again just two hours after getting up.

I took a nap on the sofa. When I woke up, I looked out the window and saw snowflakes falling and the ground was covered with a layer of white.

He walked over to the window, opened it, and let the cool, crisp air flow in, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Snowflakes also drifted in with the cold wind, fell on the face, and turned into tiny water droplets.

He wiped the snow off his face and thought, I wonder if Xiaojiu has returned from North City. Is it snowing there?

Thinking of Xiaojiu, Xiao Jun was slightly stunned.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't thought about Jiuyao for several days.

Over the past few years, I have thought of her almost every day. It has become a habit.

Could it be that after moving here, the new environment made him change his old habits?

Maybe I was hurt by Xiaojiu's words. Her words, "Even if Gu Hanye wasn't there, I wouldn't like you," still make me feel suffocated when I think about them now.

There was a knock on the door, interrupting Xiao Jun's thoughts.

He frowned. The servants at home knew that he would paint during the day and would not disturb him easily.

He looked sideways at the door and asked unhappily, "What's the matter?"

A familiar girl's voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Ruomu."