Chapter 89: Singing the Same Song
After she knew that He Qiu would not be tricked by her, she stopped teasing him.
Fu's mother liked He Wen very much, so she let He Wen stay there that day.
It has been a long time since she last saw He Wen, and she really missed him. She took bigger steps forward with He Qiu.
The population of Zhuangjia Village is actually not that large. The village is located at the foot of a mountain, and there is a large reservoir going up the mountain.
To get to Fu's mother's house, you need to go through a small path, but the scenery is quite beautiful.
Since coming here, she feels that what makes her most satisfied is probably the children and the environment around her, which is something that cannot be experienced in real life.
But at the same time, she knows better than anyone that these things are real to her now, but for people in real life, everything that happens here is just a fiction.
No one feels this is real.
Except her.
Throwing away these things that popped up in her mind from time to time, she fixed her eyes on He Qiu who was standing beside her without saying a word but holding her hand tightly. Thinking of the pitiful He Wen and the two sleeping at home, her heart was filled with warmth, her eyes narrowed, and even her steps became lighter.
"Xiao Qiu, keep going forward and don't look back."
Fu Yuling stopped and pushed him.
He Qiu didn't quite understand, but still did as she said.
He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he didn't hear any movement behind him. He felt uneasy and waited for a while without turning back.
"Can we turn around now?"
There was nothing behind except the sound of the wind.
What responded to him was endless loneliness.
He Qiu stood alone under the tree with falling leaves for a long time, so long that he thought she would never come back.
But what Fu Yuling said made him stand firmly where he was and not look back.
The hope in his eyes was broken a little bit, and his head drooped.
He seemed to have returned to his former self.
"Xiao Qiu?"
It was not Fu Yuling's voice. The person standing in front of him was He Wen.
"Why are you standing here?"
Sensing He Qiu's emotions, He Wen, who had never had any talent for comforting people, just thought about it and hugged him.
This is his direct expression.
"Does she not want me anymore..."
He Qiu's tone had never been so depressed before, he muttered to himself and couldn't understand anything.
What he said was not a rhetorical question, but an answer to his own question.
Because of this, when he heard Fu Yuling asking them what happened, tears started streaming down his face.
Fu Yuling was now in a panic and didn't even care about the fruits he had picked, leaving them scattered all over the ground.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
She hugged him, her face against his, her tone was anxious, but she tried her best to suppress it.
"Don't cry! Am I not here? Xiao Qiu is the best. She looks pretty even when she cries, but she looks even prettier when she doesn't cry. Don't cry!"
He Wen laughed at her comforting words, and his laughter directly ruined the atmosphere.
He Qiu cried silently, which made people feel even more distressed.
Now He Wen couldn't help laughing, which made He Qiu stare at him in a daze.
He Wen turned around and said, "If you keep crying, I won't laugh anymore..."
But everyone could see that his shoulders were shaking, and he was clearly laughing.
Fu Yuling pretended to be angry, "Xiao Wen, don't laugh, Xiao Qiu will be angry!"
"Yeah, I must not laugh."
His tone was full of smiles, and he made some humming sounds.
The two of them sang in unison and managed to stop He Qiu from crying.