Chapter 7 I Don't Hit Girls

Lin Zixia was stunned for several seconds before he reacted.

Lu Xiangye was laughing at her!

Absolutely!!!

My aunt just said that she will come to pick me up when she is done with her work.

Isn't that just like leaving your child with someone else? Only kindergarten children need someone to pick them up.

Lin Zixia clenched her fingertips, and the tissue in her hand was wrinkled into deep wrinkles.

After a few seconds, she let go of his hand and continued to wipe the table slowly, as if the conversation just now had never happened.

She wiped the table over and over again until it was shiny and she didn't want to wipe it anymore.

However, no matter how slow she was, she would eventually finish packing everything.

"Let me do it."

Lu Xiangye lowered his head and took the unwanted bottles, cans and tissues from her hands, threw them into the trash can, then quickly tied them into a knot and carried them to the door.

Lin Zixia sat on the carpet, not knowing what to do for a moment. He thought it would be better to go out and find a place to sit!

She got up and washed her hands. When she came back, she sat down in the same place and took out her cell phone, but she didn't know what to look at.

She could only keep clicking in and out of WeChat Moments. She didn't have many friends on WeChat, so there wasn't much to see.

Lu Xiangye's footsteps rustled on the wooden floor, and there was the creaking sound of doors opening and closing. Lin Zixia felt a little uncomfortable and thought about leaving first.

Just as she was about to stand up, a shadow fell over her head. Lu Xiangye leaned over and placed a few books in front of her, "Pick one to read."

After saying that, he took a book and went to the single sofa by the window without saying anything else.

Lin Zixia looked at the pile of books in front of him, which included English vocabulary and extracurricular books.

She looked at him and suddenly smiled. She picked up a black-covered book. The cover showed a man wearing a white shirt and a black suit, holding a rose.

There are two big, bright characters in the upper right corner, which are the title of the book - The Godfather.

Lin Zixia was still sitting cross-legged on the carpet, leaning against the back of the sofa, opening a book and reading.

The room was silent, with only the sound of the air conditioner running and the occasional rustling of paper when turning pages.

The soft evening sunlight filled the room. Lin Zixia and Lu Xiangye were each in a corner, watching intently. The chirping of cicadas and birds outside the window seemed to become background music.

Lin Zixia was so fascinated by what she saw that when she finally realized it, she realized her feet were numb from being pressed down, and every time she moved it felt like being pricked by needles.

She moved gently, placing the book upside down on the table, gently straightening her legs and waiting for the numbness to pass.

She looked up inadvertently and her eyes fell on Lu Xiangye by the window.

He leaned casually on the sofa, a book in his right hand, his eyelashes half-closed, his expression serious yet lazily indifferent. His figure was split in half by sunlight and shadow, half bright and half dark, as if countless golden rays were dancing on the tips of his hair.

Like someone who came out of a comic book.

Lin Zixia lowered her gaze to the blue-covered book in his hand. She could only vaguely see a few words, which seemed to be... a math competition.

!!!

The blue-covered math competition book...

She remembered that she had just seen the redness and swelling on the joints of his hand.

Lin Zixia felt a chill in his heart, as if everything was connected.

Is it too late for her to run now?

The scene from this morning flashed through my mind. Would he kill himself with one punch?

Lu Xiangye felt a burning gaze, he raised his eyes and looked into her shocked eyes.

The girl's pupils are clearly black and white, and her emotions are clearly visible.

Tsk, trouble.

Lu Xiangye sat up, closed the book casually, and looked at her leisurely, his brows and eyes carrying a hint of coldness. "You remember?"

Listening to these familiar lines, Lin Zixia felt as if he was going to silence him in the next second.

"Remember...what..." Lin Zixia pretended to be stupid.

Lu Xiangye sneered and raised the book in his hand, "Do you remember that you threw my book away?"

Lin Zixia was petrified on the spot.

Wasn't he fighting? How could he see this?

Lu Xiangye looked at her with a half-smile, thinking of the figure at the entrance of the alley. He was not quite sure at first, but he had some impression of the big suitcase.

But looking at her performance, he was sure now.

He was just trying to tease her, but the next second, he saw the little girl's eyes were red, and her voice was trembling, "I'm... I'm sorry..."

Lu Xiangye froze, with a look of helplessness in his eyes. Was he that fierce?

As soon as he stood up, Lin Zixia shrank back in fear, curled up into a ball, looking like a pitiful little thing.

Lu Xiangye paused, his tone stiff, "...I don't hit girls."

…

Ye Yinghui came back at around five o'clock, and Lin Zixia had almost finished reading the book in his hand.

Ye Yinghui stood at the door, smiling gently, "I'm sorry I was delayed today. Xiaoye, come have dinner with us."

Lu Xiangye declined her offer, "No, Aunt Hui, I'll wait for grandma to come back."

Lin Zixia discovered that when facing his elders, he would put aside his laziness and be quite polite.

Ye Yinghui did not force it. She planned to take Lin Zixia to eat hot pot. Grandma Lu was old and not suitable for eating such food.

She said to Lu Xiangye, "Come to my house for lunch tomorrow. Remember to tell your grandma."

Lu Xiangye didn't refuse anymore and nodded slightly, "Okay."

Before Lin Zixia left, he thanked him again, "Thank you for disturbing me today."

Lu Xiangye just looked at her with a half-smile, his tone slightly raised, "You're welcome."

Lin Zixia went to eat with Ye Yinghui. Lu Xiangye closed the door and returned to the living room. Looking at the book on the table that he had almost finished reading, he suddenly chuckled.

Tsk, little liar.

He's quite good at pretending.

He bent down and put a bookmark on that page, slowly put the book away, stretched, and then slowly put on his slippers and went to the kitchen to cook.

Lin Zixia followed Ye Yinghui to a hot pot restaurant in a nearby residential area.

When we arrived, the place was almost full and bustling with people. The steam from the hot pot was swirling in the air, and the aroma wafted far away, tempting everyone's taste buds.

Lin Zixia hadn't eaten hotpot for a long time. The spicy taste bloomed on the tip of her tongue. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction, picked up the soy milk beside her and took a sip.

Ye Yinghui kept serving her dishes and picking up vegetables, and her bowl was almost full.

"No need to pick it up for me, auntie. Just eat it quickly. I can do it myself."

"Okay." Ye Yinghui withdrew her hand and picked up a piece of tripe to simmer. "Your uncle is away on a project all year round, and your brother is going to school soon. Luckily, you're here to keep me company, otherwise I'd be bored to death."

It was obvious that he came to disturb his aunt, but she said he came to accompany her. Knowing that his aunt wanted to relieve his psychological burden, Lin Zixia felt warm in his heart.

The hot pot restaurant is located downstairs in a residential area. Most of the tables and chairs are placed outside in the open air. Several large black fans are constantly turning next to them. I sweat profusely, but it feels very refreshing.

Lin Zixia likes places like this one that are full of the flavor of life.

After dinner, Ye Yinghui took her for a walk nearby to familiarize herself with the surroundings.

"No. 1 Middle School is just two blocks away from here, and it only takes ten minutes to get there by bike. Go back and see if you like your brother's old bike. If not, I'll take you to buy a new one someday."

Lin Zixia nodded, "Okay."

It was almost nine o'clock when they returned home. Ye Yinghui thought that Lin Zixia had been busy all day, so she let her take a shower and rest early.

The towel was pink with a little rabbit on it, and most of the toiletries were also in such girlish colors. Lin Zixia smiled, her aunt really treated her like a child.

After taking a shower and saying good night to Ye Yinghui, Lin Zixia returned to his room.

Just after drying her hair, her cell phone, which had been silent for a day, finally rang. Lin Zixia looked at the word "Mom" flashing on the screen, pursed her lips, and reached out to pick it up.