After being picked up by his master and training martial arts on the mountain for twenty years, Zhao Si finally yearned day and night to descend and venture into the pugilistic world. He harbored t...
"Alright, alright, is that really necessary for you?"
"Uncle and aunt are the best people who have treated me since I came down the mountain." Zhao Si sniffed.
"I'm not good to you?" Gu Lingfeng glared at him. Why did these words sound so unpleasant?
Zhao Si glanced at him and muttered, "You are nice to me, but you are very fierce..."
Gu Lingfeng was speechless, thinking to himself, "If I wasn't so fierce, wouldn't you be furious? Good intentions don't go unrewarded!"
After a busy day, it was already three or four o'clock when I got home. Gu Lingfeng didn't go to class and I don't know how many phone calls he made. He went into the study to work as soon as he got home.
The cat's bed was still in the same place. As soon as he came back, Dudu crawled in as if he was familiar with the place. He lay in it and meowed. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the bed and missed it very much.
The sheets had been changed, the bathroom had been cleaned, and the guest bedroom no longer bore any trace of Zhao Si's presence. Zhao Si pouted, a bit jealous, but then he opened the closet, where his clothes were neatly hung. Zhao Si beamed, humming a song he'd just heard in the car as he hung up the rags he'd brought back.
Gu Lingfeng was busy, Dudu was asleep, and Zhao Si had nothing better to do, so he turned on the TV. He'd secretly memorized what he'd seen Gu Lingfeng fiddling with the TV the day before. Zhao Si was still a bit traumatized by the firearms instructional videos he'd seen the previous night, especially since he'd had a dream the previous night of himself being blown to a bloody mess. He was terrified to see the same bloody scene again.
Fortunately, the TV showed a woman in scantily clad clothes, rubbing something Zhao Si didn't recognize on her face. Zhao Si glanced at the closed study door, squinting his eyes to watch. He had seen many scantily clad women before, but he still felt embarrassed.
This woman has such fair skin, almost as fair as Mr. Gu, Zhao Si thought secretly.
After the startup advertisement, the TV enters the selection interface. Many small squares appear on the TV screen, and different pictures are displayed in different squares.
Zhao Si took the thing called a remote control and clicked it randomly. The movie channel came in and a movie about an earthquake was playing.
Life in the mountains was so simple. Besides eating, drinking, and having fun, there was work and practice. Zhao Si had grown up in the mountains, his life peaceful and simple. Only in the past two months or so since leaving the mountains did he experience a little of the worldly sorrow and parting. How could he withstand such a direct and cruel emotional impact?
Gu Lingfeng was a little thirsty and was about to pour some water. When he came out, he saw Zhao Si sitting on the sofa crying bitterly.
"What's the matter?!" Gu Lingfeng was shocked.
Zhao Sibai glanced at Gu Lingfeng with his red and swollen eyes in the midst of his busy schedule and sobbed, "Boss Gu, I'm not... I'm fine."
Gu Lingfeng had already noticed the TV, which was broadcasting scenes of rescue efforts after the earthquake. Amidst the broken walls and ruins, some people were crying in their arms while hugging their surviving relatives, while others were staring at the ruins in a daze.
From time to time, a body would be dug out from the ruins, with a broken arm or thigh, and the crowd waiting nearby would rush over, sadly confirming whether it was their relative.
Gu Lingfeng took out a few tissues and gave them to him. He was filled with mixed emotions. The movie was indeed sad, but it shouldn't make a grown man cry like this...
Oh, forget it. Since his eyes are swollen from crying, I won’t bother with him.
Gu Lingfeng accompanied Zhao Si to watch the entire movie, holding a box of tissues and occasionally giving him a few.
The movie was over and the tissues were all used up. Seeing that Zhao Si's eyes were swollen to a slit, Gu Lingfeng finally couldn't help but call him an idiot.
"Don't laugh!" Even though Zhao Si's eyes were only a slit, he could still see clearly.
“Hahahahahahahaha.”