Chapter 88 I want you...
When the door opened...
Outside the door stood a refined and scholarly gentleman with delicate features, gentle eyes, and a gentle demeanor. Yes, a scholar, because he was holding a book in his hand and had a smile on his face.
How have you been lately?
Under the sunlight, he stood tall and elegant, his smile as warm as the moon in one's arms. His voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze. His words of concern were measured and never made anyone feel uncomfortable, just like his gentle and refined personality.
The sound landed, and even the wind seemed to soften.
Bai Lu paused for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face: "I'm fine. How have you been lately?"
Lin Jinfan nodded slightly and handed her the book in his hand: "This is my senior year book. I've taken notes on all the important content, and there are also some practice tests. If you want to take the college entrance exam, you can use it as a reference for more review and practice. If you don't want to take the exam, you can just use it as a casual book and look at it occasionally."
He won't ask many questions or force you to make a choice; he will only give you the best advice.
From childhood to adulthood, she treated the original owner of this body like a younger sister.
"It's required to take the test."
Bai Lu took the book and test paper, her smile brimming with gratitude: "Thank you, Brother Jin Fan."
The original owner of this body had the worst grades and repeated a year. She didn't take the college entrance exam with Lin Jinfan. She should have taken the exam this year. After that incident with Xiao Cheng at the end of last year, she moved into Xiao Cheng's house. The books in her house were burned as firewood by Li Xuelan.
There were no bookstores in the town, and Bai Lu was worried about where to find books to study. She had originally planned to go to the city to buy some in a few days. Lin Jinfan's books and test papers were a timely help.
"Study hard, the college entrance exam is not difficult."
Lin Jinfan spoke gently, encouraging Bai Luyu: "A better future awaits you outside."
Bai Lu smiled and nodded: "Mm!"
After watching Lin Jinfan walk away, Bai Lu noticed a brick truck parked not far away.
The back of the truck was full of chestnuts, but there was no one in the driver's seat.
Bai Lu ran over and searched the area thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned, not even missing the tree roots or the tops of the trees.
Xiao Cheng was still not found.
The brick truck was so loud; if she had just returned, she would definitely have heard it outside the door.
Unless Xiao Cheng returned before she even opened the door, but why isn't he home? He's nowhere to be seen...
When Xiao Wei came home from school, he saw a shovel being swung in the back of the brick truck, shoveling chestnuts one scoop at a time into a large basket below, which was then placed on a small wooden cart.
He ran home and put down his schoolbag.
He ran out to help again, only to find that the person holding the shovel in the back of the truck was not his older brother, but Bai Lu.
"Where's my older brother?"
"After bringing the chestnuts back, they disappeared. I don't know where they went." After filling the basket, Bailu put down the shovel, got off the cart, and pulled the small wooden cart back.
Xiao Wei followed behind, helping to push the baskets.
The two of them, one big and one small, worked until sunset and finally finished unloading the chestnuts from the truck.
After preparing dinner, Xiao Cheng still hadn't returned.
Xiao Wei went to Xiao Dazhuang's house. Xiao Dazhuang's mother said that Xiao Dazhuang and Luo Shiliu had gone out to find Xiao Cheng and go out for a meal and drinks.
"Big Brother, Luo Shiliu, and Xiao Dazhuang went out to eat together," Xiao Wei told Bai Lu when he returned.
Bai Lu looked at the table full of delicious food, pursed her lips, and said, "Then let's eat by ourselves."
...The moon was high in the sky.
The man, his deep eyes swirling with intoxication, leaned against the doorframe, a cigarette tucked behind his ear, his coat draped over his shoulder. He gazed at the wooden door so close he could almost touch it, a cold, sarcastic smile playing on his lips.
"Oh……"
Her childhood sweetheart has returned.
Her smile wasn't just for him.
She never said she would stay here...
The cigarette was removed from her ear, the flame flickered, and it was offered to the man's cold, thin lips.
The smoke rings, like clouds and mist, blurred his vision, appearing both distant and close at the same time.
There are fragmented images being replayed.
"Bang--"
The last oil lamp in the house was smashed.
The woman angrily shouted, "Xiao Zhigang! Are you trying to drive me to my death? You've lost everything, why don't you just lose yourself instead of coming back here!"
"You're always out gambling, and people have ransacked the house to pay off your debts! Don't I need to eat and drink? Why don't you sell your son Xiao Cheng to pay off your debts? Your son needs money for food and education! Sell him and you'll have money to keep gambling. You and your son should both sell yourselves to gamble and never come back!"
The man was completely drunk and lay on the ground, unresponsive even when the woman kicked him.
The woman angrily took a basin of cold water and splashed it on him.
The man still hasn't woken up...
The little boy outside walked away with his schoolbag on his back.
As the sun set, I returned soaking wet, carrying a fish, only to find the gate tightly shut, with a faint light shining through the crack.
The little boy knocked on the door, but there was no response.
I pounded on the door and called for it to open, but there was no response.
There were footsteps in the yard, and the little boy knocked on the door three more times, but still no one came to open it.
When I took another picture, the faint light from the crack in the door went out.
The little boy stood outside the door for a long time. The wind blew at night, and the fish froze, motionless.
Soaked old clothes clung to his body, blown by the wind, causing his thin frame to tremble uncontrollably.
The little boy's forehead was burning hot, he was covered in cold sweat, and his vision began to blur. He knocked on the door three times and waited for an unknown amount of time, but the door still didn't open, and there was no light coming through the crack in the door.
The wind grew stronger, the leaves rustled, and the entire night was covered with a layer of frost. Small hailstones fell softly, pattering against the black-tiled roofs with a clanging sound.
A light flickered on through the crack in the door, followed by the sound of a window closing, and then the knocking on the door resumed.
The lights were off, and the door remained closed.
The little boy was burning up, his lips were turning purple. He looked up at the gate one last time, put down the fish, and with unsteady, heavy steps, turned and left…
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