Chapter 117 I'm here to pick you up, it's scary

Sitting on Wang Qiuju's tricycle, we rushed to the cabin while the sky was about to turn dark but there was still a little bit of sunset left.

As the tricycle swayed along the path in the woods, you could hear the chirping of insects hidden in the mountains and forests.

“…What do you like to eat?”

"Do you like eggs?"

“…Do you like meat?”

"My dear, what are your dietary restrictions?"

Wang Qiuju became more talkative, with a smile on her face and her eyes curved.

She would talk about her life in the countryside and the funny things that happened there.

Her life is monotonous, and there may even be more malice directed at her.

But she can always see the beauty hidden in life.

"...I used to have a dog. It was very well-behaved and obedient... But one time, when I was collecting waste in another village, it was taken away by someone else and never came back..."

"If it had been here until now, it should have given birth to a litter of puppies. Maybe I could give you one..."

Zhu Yanshi stared into Wang Qiuju's eyes, listened to her carefully, and occasionally responded with a word or two.

The tricycle pulled the waste to the door of the hut, and the wheels made a slight sound as they rolled over the cobblestone road.

The stone bricks do not fit together well, and when heavy objects roll over them, they collide with each other and make a noise.

Wang Qiuju jumped out of the car, took out the key from her pocket, opened the door, turned on the light, pulled out a bench from under the table near the door and placed it in front of Zhu Yanshi.

Her steps were slow but her movements were quick. She turned and went into the kitchen, giving instructions with a smile.

"Hey, sit in the living room and play for a while. I'll make dinner right away!"

Zhu Yanshi wanted to stand up to help, but the other person kept waving his hands: "Your hand is still injured... Rest quickly, rest!"

Having said that, he closed the kitchen door.

The living room was not very spacious, and the light bulb above, which was already not very bright, cast a dim light miserably.

The house where the old man lived was very clean, the floor was swept clean, and everything in the house was polished to a shine.

However, the room next door where junk was piled up would occasionally emit a foul smell of waste. The smell drifted in through the crack in the door and floated faintly in the nose.

Soon, the sound of fire was heard in the kitchen. Zhu Yanshi walked out of the living room and took out the small knife that he had just taken from the small shack.

He squatted on the ground, leaving a small silhouette on the ground. The street lights along the country road lit up, and the faint marginal light still fell on his head.

The boy squatted at the end of the path and carefully cleaned the moss off the stone bricks with the knife in his hand.

There were slight sounds spreading in the air, and the faint aroma of food wafting through the room.

Time suddenly became very long, and everything became extremely warm.

Zhu Yanshi cleaned the moss off the stone bricks along the way, then used a knife to dig some mud from the flower bed on the side and used the mud to pad the uneven stone brick road.

He was very calm and just focused on his work. He looked up only when he felt a gentle pat on his shoulder.

"I already told you that your hand is injured, so you don't have to do this..."

Wang Qiuju's eyes were full of heartache. She had just brought the food out of the kitchen and found no one in the house. When she opened the door, she saw the young man squatting quietly on the side of the cobblestone road, dealing with the safety hazards on the cobblestones on his own.

It was obvious that he didn't have to do any of this, and he could have pretended not to see it, but he was so considerate and took care of everything.

Wang Qiuju never thought that there was anything about her that was worth the other party's attention. She felt very close to the boy when she saw him for the first time this afternoon.

The following interactions made her feel a sense of déjà vu, and all of this made her feel a little unbelievable.

Until now, the other party has spontaneously performed such behavior and quietly dealt with all possible safety hazards.

Wang Qiuju's eyes were red, she was thinking -

It turns out that in this world, there really is a complete stranger who is willing to treat you gently.

Against the light, Zhu Yanshi looked up and saw half of the old man's body imprinted in the starry sky, like a dream.

He didn't want to blink, and was even afraid that the dream would suddenly disappear.

Time stands still, the air is filled with the cool scent of the wind, and the world is very quiet.

"It's time to eat..."

Wang Qiuju reached out to help the young man up, her fingers tightly grasping Zhu Yanshi's sleeve. Her old, cracked lips trembled a few times, and then she spoke tremblingly.

"The food I cook might not taste that good... How about grandma drive you to town to eat?"

"Need not."

Zhu Yanshi turned his head and blinked hard to hide the tears in his eyes. He raised his hand and quickly passed the back of his hand over the corner of his eyes.

“…I just miss my grandma. I want to eat the food you cook.”

The two of them went back to the house together. During dinner, Wang Qiuju would still enthusiastically pull Zhu Yanshi aside to tell her some interesting stories in the village.

Whose daughter and son got into college… Whose sow in the pigpen gave birth to a lot of piglets…

She knew that city people were particular, so she took out a pair of brand new serving chopsticks and picked out all the shredded pork from the stir-fried pork with green peppers and put them in Zhu Yanshi's bowl while she was talking.

This habit is very familiar.

Zhu Yanshi had only experienced this again in his dreams over the years.

The boy kept his head down while eating. He tried to suppress his emotions, but he couldn't stop the soreness in his eyes.

Emotions came flooding in waves. Although I was very happy to hear the loving and cheerful voice, I could no longer suppress the longing in my heart.

Wang Qiuju always knew that the boy sitting opposite her was crying.

He said he missed his grandma, and he was also a poor child...

At a young age, you need to rely on yourself to make money to support your studies and living.

He is so sensible at such a young age, you can imagine how difficult it has been for him to come this far.

She did not expose the other's scars, nor did she try to comfort him. She just used her own clumsy way to resolve the boy's sadness.

Under the moonlight, in the cabin, the warm yellow light intertwined with the aroma of food lingering in the house.

Zhu Yanshi's shoulders were shaking violently, and Wang Qiuju's voice could be heard intermittently in his ears.

"...I went to the city once. The houses there are much taller than those here. You young people should go to the big cities..."

"It's so prosperous there... If you can pass the exam, you're the best! You're much better than that guy from the next village!"

"...I use a lot of oil and salt when cooking, so the food might not taste as good, but it's healthy. You're so thin, you should eat some oil..."

Good times are always short. As time passed, it was already late at night. Zhu Yanshi could no longer disturb them, so he left the cabin under the cover of night.

He walked a long way forward, holding his cell phone with the flashlight on, and was about to disappear around the corner when he suddenly stopped and looked back.

You can see the old figure standing in front of the cabin, illuminated by the light.

The other person seemed to notice his gaze and slowly raised his hand and waved.

Zhu Yanshi could no longer hold back his tears.

There was no one around at the moment, so he turned and disappeared around the corner.

This scene always seems familiar. Every time Wang Qiuju sent him away from home to the school where he would live, it would be like this at the school gate.

The old man always looked at me with a kind gaze as I walked into the campus until my back disappeared.

Nothing has changed, yet everything seems to have changed...

The path in the forest was very dark, and the flashlight could only illuminate a small area of ​​the road in front of me and under my feet.

The sound of cicadas chorused in his ears, and Zhu Yanshi walked very slowly. At this moment, there was no need for him to maintain outward strength.

He is a human being, he also has moments of weakness, and there are times when he cannot control his emotions.

Everything that had happened in the past flashed through his mind, and a myriad of emotional ties entangled him, making it impossible for him to calm down...

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The country roads are rather worn, most of them are naturally trampled out by people walking on them, but they are still piled with yellow mud, and occasionally one or two crickets pop out.

Chen Shiyi held up a flashlight and cursed all the way.

"Why are there so many bugs?"

"...It's so dark...Zhu Yan must be scared when he comes back alone..."

"I don't know if you've eaten yet?"

"You didn't even reply to my messages..."

"Is there really anything wrong?"

“…”

Suddenly, I heard a slight sound of leaves rubbing against each other not far away, and all the horror movies flashed through my mind quickly.

Chen Shiyi has an extremely rich imagination.

He could even foresee a hanged man jumping out from the woods around the corner, wearing a white coat, with long black hair dragging on the ground, and howling with his bloody mouth wide open.

“I died such a miserable death~~~~”

"I died~ so tragically~"

His feet seemed to be welded to the ground. Chen Shiyi didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit... he was indeed a little afraid of ghosts.

But he was more afraid that Zhu Yanshi would be eaten by a ghost!

He took a few deep breaths, swallowed his saliva, mustered up his courage, lifted his left foot and took a step forward. There was no movement over there. He took another step forward, and there was still no movement.

Chen Shiyi was clearly scaring himself, so he breathed a sigh of relief and began to mutter to himself again, actually to give himself courage...

“…Why haven’t you come back yet?”

"Isn't he really eaten?"

"Sing a song, sing a song... what song?"

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind ~ the victory song is so loud ~"

After turning the corner, the second line of the song that Chen Shiyi was humming got stuck on his lips, and the light from the flashlight happened to hit the face of the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Stay.

Neither of them moved.

Chen Shiyi had actually already accepted in his mind that the person in front of him was Zhu Yanshi and not a ghost, but he couldn't hold his mouth back. Even though he closed his mouth tightly, the sound still flowed out from between his lips -

“Ah…Ah~Ahhhhhhhhh——”

The tears on Zhu Yanshi's face had not yet dried when he saw the person in front of him screaming in horror, shattering the sad atmosphere that he had just created with great difficulty.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Shiyi was so scared that he almost cried. He clenched the flashlight in his hand, took a few steps forward, and hugged the person in his arms.

His head was buried in the boy's neck, and his voice was muffled.

"You scared me to death..."

"I'm here? Of course I'm here to pick you up! Aren't you afraid of walking alone on such a dark road?"

Zhu Yanshi wanted to say, "Do you think I'm like you?", but because the other person was really worried about him, he didn't say the insulting words.

The point is, he found himself feeling a little vulnerable, and he really needed this hug.

Need the puppy's unwavering love...