Chapter 3 It’s Him!

Wen Zhile wanted to test the waters, but before she could open her mouth, she saw a line of words written above the man's head: [Sister, don't waste your words, just tell me your purpose directly. He has water and dry food in his car, you can eat.]

Wen Zhile didn't eat or drink water in the morning, and was beaten and scolded by Zhang Danhua. His condition was really worrying.

She paused and chose to believe it.

"Hello, Comrade Zhou. My last name is Wen."

Wen Zhile carefully considered his words, expressed his desire to take a ride, and at the end said that he would pay for the ride.

Zhou Jihuai's eyebrows twitched slightly, his eyes moved to the obviously ill-fitting clothes on Wen Zhile, and then observed her small body and thin hands.

The little girl seemed to have suffered a lot. Her face was pale yellow, her chin was pointed, and she didn't have much flesh on her body. She was almost skin and bones.

"Get in the car."

After saying these two short words, Wen Zhile walked around to the other side and got into the car without any delay.

The back seat was occupied by a long wooden box, so she could only sit as the passenger.

After fastening my seat belts carefully, the jeep continued to drive.

Wen Zhile looked towards the center of the seats.

Zhou Jihuai noticed her out of nowhere and handed the water bottle to her with one hand: "The dry food is in the back seat, take it yourself."

He offered food and drink, but Wen Zhile was a little hesitant.

Zhou Jihuai added: "It's up to you to decide how much money to give."

Wen Zhile nodded.

She has always felt that apart from family members, one should not touch free things offered by others, as it either means they owe her a favor or they are cheating.

She didn't want to owe too many favors to a gay stranger, so it would be even better if she could exchange it with money.

She was really hungry, so she turned around immediately to get something to eat.

The sleeves moved back as she moved. Zhou Jihuai's gaze paused on her wrists covered with new and old scars, then moved away silently.

Someone in Jianghe Village abused her?

"I won't take those roads out of the village. I'll go straight out of the mountain and into the county town. Where will you get off?"

Wen Zhile wanted to be far away from Jianghe Village: "I'm at the county town, please help me."

Zhou Jihuai nodded.

He is not a warm-hearted person and doesn't talk much.

It was a rare good thing for me, so I asked her where she was going and then didn't say anything else.

Wen Zhile ate the dry food quietly. After he was full, he didn't say a word. He just secretly reached into the cloth bag, took out a bill and held it in his hand.

The bruises and redness from the beatings on her body, along with the pain in her feet, all reminded her that she was truly reborn.

In this life, Dai Nuan took over her identity and occupied her parents and relatives and friends.

Anger welled up in her heart. Dai Nuan was only three years old when her parents came to pick her up. The impersonation was most likely orchestrated by Dai's family.

But in her previous life, the Dai family sent her back obediently. What was the variable that played a role in this?

"Does your hand hurt?" Zhou Jihuai asked suddenly, interrupting Wen Zhile's deep thoughts.

She didn't expect Zhou Jihuai to observe so carefully, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look.

The man had an outstanding appearance, with sharp eyebrows, deep eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and smooth eyelids with shallow wrinkles. His aura was already sharp, and his eyes were even colder: "You can let go now."

Wen Zhile unfastened his seat belt in an instant.

The anger in her heart needed a vent, so she unconsciously tightened her hands and gripped the hard buckle of the seat belt tightly, trying to make her hands ache: "Thank you."

Zhou Jihuai hummed.

About half an hour later, the jeep drove into Jianghe County. He glanced at both sides of the road looking for a parking spot and asked casually, "Do you want to take the bus?"

"Yes, I will go to the bus station to buy a ticket."

Wen Zhile handed the money to him and was stunned when he saw the face value. This was a 100-yuan note issued in May 1988. There was actually money from the Dai family in the cloth bag? Wen Zhile wanted to laugh when he thought of this. He thanked him sincerely and handed the money over: "I don't have change. Please give me the change."

Zhou Jihuai looked at the money and then at the bag in her arms.

One hundred yuan is not something a skinny little girl with a pale face can come up with.

Steal the money and run away? Not really.

The little girl has clean eyes, not like that kind of person.

He thought about it. He was the one who brought the person out. If anything went wrong, he would be responsible. "Where are you going to buy the ticket?"

Zhou Jihuai's voice is rather cold, and combined with his cold appearance, he seems quite unfriendly.

Wen Zhile hesitated for a moment.

Her uncle was the commander of the Northern Military District of Jingzhou City. Because of him, she had come into contact with military personnel in her previous life, and the people she had the most contact with were her uncle's orderlies and guards.

They are all friendly and most of the military personnel are trustworthy, but we cannot rule out the possibility that there are some with malicious intentions.

She didn't say anything, and Zhou Jihuai didn't urge her either.

It's a good thing for this girl to be vigilant when she escapes alone.

After waiting for a while, Wen Zhile finally replied: "Go to Jingzhou City."

Zhou Jihuai showed surprise in his eyes: "I'm going too, I can give you a ride."

[Don't be afraid, sister. He's afraid that something will happen to you, and if it's found out about him, it'll cause him trouble, so he's just trying to save you.]

【You can promise him, nothing will happen. 】

[My name is Xiaojiu. When you talk to me, just say it silently without opening your mouth.]

[I can't speak, I can only communicate with you through text, and only you can see this line of text. 】

Watching the words slowly disappear, Wen Zhile's mind was full of thoughts: "Comrade Zhou, thank you so much."

She handed the money over again.

"You're welcome." Zhou Jihuai took the hundred yuan.

It takes two hours to drive from Jianghe County to Jingzhou City. One hour later, the jeep stopped on the side of the road, and Wen Zhile accurately guessed what Zhou Jihuai was going to do.

Sure enough, he picked up the dry food.

He eats slowly and well-mannered, giving the same feeling as Wen Zhile when he eats.

Zhou Jihuai had become suspicious just now.

Could it be that this little girl was abducted from the big city to the countryside? But if she was abducted, how could she still go to school?

Wen Zhile noticed that he was thinking about something, and always felt that what he was thinking about was related to her. After a while, he changed his hand to hold the dry food, and she subconsciously passed the water bottle to him.

This seemed to be a habit she had developed in this life while observing people's words and expressions in order to avoid being beaten. Wen Zhile pursed her lips uncomfortably and decided to change this.

Zhou Jihuai's hand paused slightly, then he thanked him and took the kettle.

This little girl is very perceptive. What kind of life does she live in Jianghe Village?

While he was thinking, a line of words appeared in front of Wen Zhile:

[Sister, this is a tacit understanding between people with good fortune, and has nothing to do with anything else.]

[He is another lucky person in the original world, so you can guess what he is thinking. ]

Wen Zhile reacted immediately: "He died in his previous life, too, and died before me?"

【Uh-huh.】

When Wen Zhile looked at Zhou Jihuai again, he always felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

According to Xiaojiu, a lucky person would not die young unless they encountered an accident.

But... fortunately he died early, otherwise she would not be reborn.

"Comrade Zhou, would you mind telling me your full name? I want to visit you with my parents to thank you for your help when I get home."

She wanted to see if she had heard of him in her past life.

He was a soldier, a colonel according to his shoulder insignia, perhaps serving in the Northern Military Region? It was impossible for my uncle not to feel sorry for the death of such a young colonel, and he might have mentioned his death.

Zhou Jihuai didn't look at her, but he felt that she was a little sad from the slight difference in her tone.

This little girl is quite strange.

"My full name is Zhou Jihuai, Zhou Ji from the Hundred Family Surnames, Huai from the Huai River."

Wen Zhile's eyes widened; this name stirred up a wave of shock in her heart.

It’s actually him?

She had heard the origin of this name in her previous life. "Zhou Ji" was her parents' surname, and "Huai" came from the fact that she was born on the bank of the Huai River.

Is this Comrade Zhou really the Zhou Jihuai in her impression?