Chapter 751 Haoyue Extra (13)

In April, the willow branches sprouted new shoots, and their shadows swayed in the moonlight.

Wen Yue glanced at it, then turned to look at Tang Minghao with a smile on her lips: "It's just ordinary willow branches, nothing to worry about."

"I...I'm not afraid!" Upon hearing this, Tang Minghao quickly stood up straight, chuckled, and strode forward. "Are you kidding? Me, a grown man, afraid of tree shadows?!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than something suddenly darted out of the bushes beside him.

He froze instantly, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Seeing his expression, Wen Yue paused for a moment, then took a few steps forward to his side and patted him on the shoulder: "It's probably a rat, it doesn't bite."

It wasn't until he heard her voice and felt the warmth of the girl's palm against his back that the cold sweat on Tang Minghao's body finally evaporated.

"How come there are still... rats in this village?!"

"This isn't the city. It's getting warmer, so it's normal for small animals to start coming out and about," Wen Yue said calmly.

"Small animals?!" Tang Minghao stared at her, wide-eyed. "You call a mouse a small animal?!"

Wen Yue exclaimed, "Ah! What else?"

"It, it... never mind, let it be whatever it wants. Anyway, it shouldn't pop out again, right?!" Tang Minghao was still in shock.

Wen Yue smiled and said, "It's hard to say. There are farmlands nearby, so there might be rat nests."

Tang Minghao: "..."

The thought that there might be countless more of these things nearby made him feel terrible.

Instinctively following Wen Yue, he rubbed his hands together and said, "Hehehe, it's too cold. Let's walk together, it'll be warmer if we stay close!"

The weather is indeed fluctuating between warm and cold, but it shouldn't be this cold.

Wen Yue's smile widened: "Just kidding. The villagers definitely know there are rats around here, so they'll most likely spray pesticides or set rat traps. They won't let the rats eat the crops. Don't worry."

Hearing this, Tang Minghao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to Wen Yue and said, "Little Yueyue, I've noticed you've gone astray. You've started scaring people!"

Wen Yue laughed and said, "This trick only works on timid people. Brother Minghao, aren't you fearless?"

Tang Minghao: "..."

Knowing she had already seen through him, Tang Minghao simply laid his cards on the table, saying with a hint of self-abandonment, "I'm not afraid of walking at night, but that's only in the city, where it's brightly lit everywhere, and the streets are full of people at three or four in the morning. Unlike here..."

The entire village was so quiet that only one or two dog barks could be heard.

He always felt like someone was following him after taking a few steps. If it weren't for Wen Yue, he might have had to grit his teeth and hold it in until the next morning before going to the toilet.

Wen Yue smiled and said, "I know, you're not scared, you're just not used to it yet. Okay, we're at the restroom, let's walk a bit faster!"

The toilets in the village are all centralized dry toilets.

The men's and women's restrooms are separated by a wall, with the word "woman" painted green on the left and "man" on the right.

When Tang Minghao first came, he was not used to it. Every time he went in, he had to hold his nose and do a lot of mental preparation before he could go in.

Before going in, he quickly took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Wen Yue.

Wen Yue was taken aback: "I brought paper."

"No, this is for you to plug your nose, the smell inside is too strong!"

Wen Yue wanted to say she didn't need it, but seeing his sincere expression of sharing, she couldn't help but smile and accept it: "Thank you."

Tang Minghao quickly waved his hand and went inside.

When he got to the toilet, he realized that the scariest thing was not walking alone at night in the village, but going to the toilet alone!

Each pit latrine was enclosed by partitions, which protected privacy during the day, but at night, it turned into a scene straight out of a horror movie.

Who knows what might jump out from the next cubicle, or... what might crawl out from underneath?!

Tang Minghao's heart pounded as soon as he entered, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Little Yueyue?!"

As if she had anticipated his fear, Wen Yue answered as soon as he called her, "I'm here."

Tang Minghao immediately felt a little more at ease.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask again, "Yue..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Yue's cheerful voice rang out: "I'm here."

Tang Minghao breathed a sigh of relief, then belatedly realized he was a little embarrassed.

After all, this was in the toilet, but he acted like a child, asking questions every now and then, not behaving like a grown man at all.

But then he thought that since the person opposite him was Wen Yue, it didn't seem so embarrassing anymore.

Perhaps it's because she's "one of us," or perhaps it's because she inherently possesses a reassuring aura that can put people at ease at any time.

Even if she doesn't speak, her mere presence inspires confidence.

When Tang Minghao came out of the restroom, he saw that Wen Yue was still standing there.

Not far away were dense bushes, and she was looking up at the stars.

Hearing Tang Minghao's voice, she turned her head: "All done?"

Tang Minghao exclaimed "Ah," scratched his head, and said, "Um... you should go too, I'll wait for you here."

Wen Yue nodded, then turned to ask him, "Are you scared yourself?"

Tang Minghao waved his hand: "Nothing is as scary as what's inside. If you get scared later, you can... call me."

Wen Yue smiled and agreed, then turned and went inside.

A moment later, she came out holding a flashlight and casually pulled a wet wipe from her bag: "Want one?"

Tang Minghao, who was worried about not having a place to wash his hands after using the toilet, quickly took the handkerchief upon hearing this and then couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Yueyue, you're not really Doraemon, are you?"

How can you get whatever you want?

Wen Yue smiled and said, "It's just that I have experience, so I prepared more."

The doubt that had been lurking in her heart finally surfaced: "Little Yueyue, you've never lived in the countryside, so where did you get your experience from?!"

Wen Yue curled her lips: "Who said I've never lived in the countryside? Didn't I say that I stayed at my maternal grandmother's house when I was little? Her family lived in the countryside."

"Ah...you said you stayed there, I thought it was just for a few days, did you stay for a long time?"

"It wasn't that long, just over two years. I was around eleven or twelve then. My grandma wasn't in good health, so I helped her with a lot of things. I got used to it after doing it so much," Wen Yue said naturally.

Tang Minghao was taken aback: "You were still in elementary school back then, weren't you? Shouldn't you be at the Wen family's house..."

“My dad has a bad leg, and my mom couldn’t take care of the two of us back then. Since the elementary school I attended didn’t have boarding facilities, she sent me to stay at my maternal grandma’s house for a while.”

When her father was mentioned, Tang Minghao suddenly realized her situation in the Wen family.

Then he remembered that when he was a child, he had played with Wen Luoyun and the others, but he had never seen Wen Yue. He had almost forgotten that the Wen family had such a girl.

Looking back now, the head of the Wen family at that time was Wen Zhengning.

Even though he wasn't with the Wen family, he had heard about the conflict between the two branches of the Wen family at that time, and his family must have been marginalized by the Wen family back then.

What Wen Luoyun has, Wen Yue may not have.

The life Wen Luoyun lives may not be the same life Wen Yue lives...

Imagine, who would send Wen Luoyun, a proper young lady of the Wen family, to the countryside?

Only Wen Yue...

And that time she was in the hotel, if her Wen family background really had any use, that scoundrel director probably wouldn't have dared to target her.

He regretted not thinking sooner, and the words just slipped out.