Chapter 275
The next day he bought me White Rabbit milk candy, and from that day on he treated me better and better, wanting to give me everything.
He would secretly go and do chores for others behind my back. When I found out, he would laugh and say to me, "I won't go anymore. I've saved enough money."
"Have you saved enough money?" What do you mean, have you saved enough money? What's the point of saving money?
"Yes, I've saved enough," he said.
I asked, "What are you going to do with all that money?"
"I will marry you!" he said firmly.
I looked at his dark red face, met his bright eyes, and my mind went blank. "W-what did you say?"
"I said, I want to marry you!" His voice was much firmer this time.
"Hmm." I lowered my head.
"You don't want to?" His voice was much softer.
I was too shy to say anything, but he lowered his head as well, I don't know what he was thinking.
Not long after, I heard him say, his voice trembling with tears, "It's okay. I'll still be your brother from now on, and this money will be your dowry. It's a good deal!"
What is he thinking? He's so stupid.
"I said I did! How stupid of me!" I hid my shyness well and asked him when he looked up, "Were you crying just now?"
"Yeah, I cried. But you can bully me however you want from now on!" He grinned foolishly, tears still clinging to his dark face.
He truly kept his word. After we got married, no matter how much I bullied him, he never got angry. He was like a brainless fool, always cheerful.
Later, when I was pregnant, he was worried that I would be uncomfortable, so he worked hard from dawn till dusk to give me the best.
The women in the village still openly criticize me, but behind my back they are incredibly envious. I don't know how many couples have argued about this, but none of this bothers me.
Because I know that Xingxing will protect us for the rest of his life.
My belly is getting bigger every day, and Xingxing often helps me walk. I always find him annoying, "Stay away from me, I can walk, it's just that I'm carrying a baby, it's not like I have a broken leg!"
"I'm worried about you." He wouldn't let go.
He's only ever firm when it comes to things that are good for me.
I went along with him, but in the middle of the night, I saw him in the moonlight, his brows furrowed even as he slept from exhaustion, and it pained me to see him like that.
As I gently massaged his arms and legs, I cursed him in my heart for being an idiot.
As soon as it was light, before I even felt the chill of winter when I woke up, he brought me a bowl of brown sugar and eggs.
We kept pushing an egg back and forth, and in the end I ate the egg and forced him to drink the soup.
As he left, for some reason, he kept telling me, "Sleep a little longer, it's still early. There's food in the pot for today, heat it up when you get up. I'm going fishing tonight, I'll come back and make you something nourishing."
"When it gets colder in a while, you must wear more layers and not be tempted to catch a chill. You also need to make sure you eat three meals a day, and..."
He looked at me, and the stars in his eyes were absolutely beautiful.
I didn't pay attention to the second half of what he said; I just looked at him and said, "Having you is enough for me."
With the stars around, I can't endure any hardship.
He was stunned for a moment, and soon his face turned bright red.
He blushed, and I remembered the time when I mistakenly thought he was sick and the doctor told me to leave. I asked him, "What did the doctor say to you after he told me to leave when we went to see the doctor?"
He mumbled something and lowered his head. Only after he left did he whisper something to me, but I didn't hear it.
I watched his retreating figure, wanting to ask him something, but he rushed out of the house without looking back, leaving behind the words, "I'll make you fish soup when I get back tonight."
"Go home early!" I urged.
I don't know if that big oaf heard me, but he didn't come home by nightfall, so I knew he definitely didn't hear me.
After thinking about it, I still didn't listen to his advice to stay home, but I did as he said to "wear more clothes" and put on an extra layer of clothing before going out to find him.
I bumped into that educated youth as soon as I stepped out the door. There was something hidden in his eyes when he looked at me, but I just pretended not to see it and walked away with my head down.
Since I got married, he has started avoiding me.
Because the stars used to always be with me, he never spoke to me again.
But today, he probably saw that I was pregnant and alone and asked if I needed help.
I shook my head in refusal, lowered my head, and walked forward without looking back at him.
It's snowing again; the Lunar New Year is almost here.
I remembered the first time I spent Chinese New Year with Xingxing. It was kind of funny how we frantically and clumsily cooked together.
Before I could even laugh out loud, I saw a figure lying on the snow.
Who would lie on the ground in heavy snow?
I haven't figured it out yet. It feels like someone is squeezing my heart so tightly that I can't breathe.
I was too far away to see clearly, so I had to muster my courage and go closer to look.
I could see his clothes clearly.
"It looks just like Xingxing's clothes," I thought to myself.
but……
I sewed Xingxing's clothes by hand.
I had just sewed that shirt for him a few days ago. I remember he was overjoyed and kissed my hand several times. I smiled at him, and he grinned back at me. We laughed like that for a long time.
My mind is full of memories of being with the stars. In my memory, the stars are always smiling, and the light in their eyes is like that of stars.
"His clothes look just like Xingxing's." I thought to myself, and slowly bent down, holding my waist, trying to see clearly whether it was him or not.
But the moment my hand touched his skin, a bone-chilling cold crept up my fingernail and into my palm. By the time I realized it was Xingxing, I felt icy cold all over and was trembling so badly that I could barely stand.
My mind was blank. I called his name over and over again, but when I got no response, all I could think about was "finding him".
I stood up, took a deep breath, and, clutching my stomach, hurried to find someone.
I hadn't walked two steps when I saw the educated youth. I didn't have time to think about whether he had been following me. All I knew was that the moment I saw him, I knelt down.
The educated youth were cultured people; they knew what to do. Maybe he could save my star.
But it was too late.
Even if you're not injured, lying here for too long will freeze you to death.
My star has really gone back to the sky.
The stars lay in our home, covered with a white sheet, and I thought about a sentence he said that I didn't quite hear when he left that day.
What was he saying?
I will never get the answer, and I never will.
It snowed heavily the day Xingxing was buried. After returning home, I locked myself in my room for many days, hiding in a corner and crying.
"I have no home anymore..."
At first, I tried my best to suppress my sobs, but later I cried without restraint.
Finally, looking at my stomach, I gave up my desire to die with the stars.
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