The expression of White Dew is rather subtle.
In fact, when she first met Xiao Cheng here, the aura she sensed was one of cold-blooded ruthlessness.
The fact that Xiao Cheng broke Bai Chaojie's wrist without hesitation reveals the ruthlessness and brutality in his bones.
Later, he attacked several times, beating people to death as if human life were worthless in his eyes.
Xiao Cheng's methods were undoubtedly brutal, but Bai Lu did not conclude that he was an evil person because of this.
He didn't act without reason; those people made mistakes and needed to be taught a lesson, so he dealt with them simply and brutally.
It all stemmed from his experience in the underworld; he had been through too much, and he knew that actions speak louder than words.
That's why he developed a tendency to take action whenever something happens, and it has nothing to do with his ability to distinguish right from wrong.
The change that impressed Bai Lu the most was that after Xiao Cheng left the big boss's organization, he stayed home doing laundry and cooking, operating an excavator to build a house, and going up the mountain to pay respects to his ancestors during the Qingming Festival...
Everything proves that Xiao Cheng has indeed returned to being an ordinary person, willing to earn money in a simple way, even if it is slow and physically demanding.
Xiao Cheng didn't give up and go back to his old ways; he was a person with flesh and blood and thoughts.
This gave Bai Lu more confidence in his judgment regarding whether he was involved in the incident.
"Later, you gradually got better. From your daily life, I realized that you weren't someone who couldn't distinguish right from wrong, and I gradually began to feel at ease with you..."
Although Bai Lu said she was relieved, Xiao Cheng knew that she wasn't really at ease and didn't fully trust him.
Otherwise, there wouldn't have been the subsequent shifts in distance.
Something else made her suspicious.
Suppressing his anxiety, Xiao Cheng asked softly, "Now that you're relieved, do you still have any doubts?"
Perhaps it was his gentle voice that made Bai Lu more relaxed, and her already responsive manner became even more detailed and clear: "Because you have a shop in Pingcheng."
"When you clashed with the big boss's men again, you reverted to your old methods: when your interests were threatened, you would immediately call on your brothers to take revenge and settle the score with blood for blood."
"I can't predict whether you'll handle other situations in the future in the same way... or if your interests are involved in other cases handled by my father and grandfather, will you collude with others to retaliate in this manner again..."
Hu Biao is the most obvious example.
It's normal to have concerns during the White Dew season.
Xiao Cheng cannot justify his past self, nor can he pay the price for his impulsive emotions.
The only certainty is that when the impulse is blocked by the white dew, no rebellious emotions will arise.
It came from the bottom of his heart, making his first promise in life: "I will not hurt your family."
Seeing Xiao Cheng's firm and resolute expression, Bai Lu felt a little relieved: "I want to believe you."
To think means to not believe yet.
Xiao Cheng sighed helplessly, wondering what heinous and outrageous things the "him" in that world had done to make her so wary and defensive.
But he is not "him".
I don't want to take the blame for anyone.
"I am not him."
No sooner had Xiao Cheng finished speaking than Bai Lu retorted with certainty, "It's you."
"It's you twenty-three years from now."
Xiao Cheng was taken aback, staring intently at the girl's serious little face. He thought he knew where "she" came from.
I understand why she knows so much.
"Didn't I have a shop in Pingcheng before?" Xiao Cheng wanted to solve the problem at its root.
Bai Lu nodded: "You're developing your career in another province."
Xiao Cheng: "Which province?"
Bai Lu paused, her lips pursed in hesitation, clearly indicating she didn't want to answer the question.
However, she couldn't resist answering every question, and just a second before Xiao Cheng tried to change the subject, she still managed to say two words.
"The capital city."
Xiao Cheng could sense her conflicted and hesitant emotions, but he was unsure of the source of her conflict.
"Don't you want me to develop my career in Pingcheng?"
Bai Lu subconsciously shook her head: "No, you're doing very well developing your career in Pingcheng."
Bai Lu was genuinely surprised when she learned that Xiao Cheng was going to open a shop in Pingcheng, as he had taken a different path than in her previous life.
When Xiao Cheng unsurprisingly encountered the big boss's men and faced Hu Biao, she did indeed overturn her judgment.
But more than anything, I felt a secret joy.
Bai Lu did have her own selfish motives; she didn't want Xiao Cheng to develop his career in another province, nor did she want him to set foot in the capital.
As long as Xiao Cheng doesn't set foot in the capital, the probability of him coming into contact with people and things at that level will be greatly reduced.
I will never see that person again.
There is no longer any possibility of participating in the "plan".
Little did they know that Xiao Cheng opened a shop in Pingcheng with the intention of earning a startup fund to expand his business in other provinces.
Or perhaps we should expand and establish ourselves here.
Bai Lu prefers the latter. The only difference is that she hesitates before drinking and speaks her mind after drinking, asking whatever she wants.
Why did you choose to open a shop in Pingcheng?
Xiao Cheng tightened his arms around the girl slightly, feeling her presence and responding to her questions.
"I want Lulu to have a home to return to."
Bai Lu was stunned. In an instant, a thin mist filled her eyes, blurring her doubts and expectations, leaving them sore and swollen.
Her voice choked with emotion: "How did you know my home isn't here?"
Xiao Cheng gently patted her back to soothe her emotions and said softly, "You said it in your dream."
In your dreams you always call out for Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa on your mother's side, Grandma on your mother's side, Aunt on your mother's side, Uncle on your mother's side...
You have many family members who are not here.
I can only reunite with my family in my dreams.
I can only go home in my dreams.
Xiao Cheng said, "From now on, this will be your home."
Bai Lu doesn't cry easily because Xiao Cheng's words are too touching, his pats on her back are too gentle, and the feeling of security and warmth in his arms is too comforting.
The heat burned her eyes, and water droplets accidentally dripped down.
The sweat soaked his shirt, then settled into his steadily beating heart, and the warmth once again soothed her face.
She didn't want to push him away; she just wanted to hold on tight to this second home in her life, a home from the 1990s.
After drifting for a long time, we finally reached the harbor.
Xiao Cheng slowly pulled the blanket over the soft, trembling shoulders in his arms, turned slightly to prevent the light from falling on the little face buried deep in his arms, and gently patted the small face to lull it to sleep.
One step at a time, and it becomes a natural habit.
The breath in her arms gradually became steady, the warm water droplets no longer scalded her heart, and her shallow, even, and long breaths continued.
After patting him gently for a while, Xiao Cheng slowly let go and prepared to turn off the light and go to sleep.
Unexpectedly, just as he raised his hand, the girl who should have been sleeping peacefully in his arms suddenly raised her small face and stared straight at him.
"Acheng!"
Her languid, soft voice carried a hint of excitement.
Xiao Cheng lowered his eyes slightly, meeting the girl's bright, clear eyes, washed with water, and her smiling face.
My heart started racing for no reason: "What's wrong?"
Bai Lu suddenly cupped his face in her hands: "You're so sweet! I like you so much, I really want to kiss you!"
Xiao Cheng: "..."
It's that same old deceptive phrase again.
He won't believe it anymore!
The rain falls in torrents during the Qingming Festival; the author went to pay respects to his ancestors at their graves.
Update time changed to 11:30 PM tomorrow night, with a bonus chapter of 10,000 words.
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