Chapter 16 How do you know I don’t like sweets?
"Explain?" Yu Chucheng leaned against the counter at the door with his arms folded. "Haven't you always hoped that I would stay away from Hao Jia? I just fulfilled your wish. What else do you want an explanation for? What, do you want me to continue pursuing Hao Jia?"
Humph, you still want him to prove himself? No way.
Chen Rong was furious, "Who asked you to continue pursuing Hao Jia? I want you to apologize to Hao Jia! Hao Jia treats you as a friend but you treat him like this, isn't this a betrayal? Who knows if you will continue to pester him when you get tired of playing with him in the future!"
The mechanic stopped his work and looked as if he was going to stop watching something.
Yu Chucheng was so annoyed by Chen Rong's noise that his head hurt. It turned out that people with different frequencies could not communicate with each other no matter what. Chen Rong only believed what he wanted to believe, and even if others spoke openly, he would still be stubborn.
"Then I'll make it clear today. I don't like Hao Jia."
Chen Rong: "Who would believe it——"
Yu Chucheng said unhappily: "Believe it or not."
"You scumbag!" Shen Rong was about to say something when he saw Yu Chucheng's "new love" throw away the tools in his hand and stand up.
Shen Rong had only seen him from a distance in KTV before, but this time, he felt how tall he was. He looked at him warily and took two steps back, but he accidentally stepped on the empty steps in front of the door and almost fell down.
His friends who were having dinner with him came forward to support him, looking embarrassed, ashamed and annoyed.
"The car is repaired, let's go." Duan Huaijin ignored the solemn expression and said to Yu Chucheng.
Yu Chucheng wished to stay away from Shen Rong, "Yeah, okay."
Seeing that the two were about to leave, Shen Rong hurriedly wanted to step forward to stop them, "Yu Chucheng, stop! You haven't given Hao Jia an explanation yet!"
Duan Huaijin tilted his head and said, "Get in the car."
Yu Chucheng's heartstrings were gently plucked, and he sat on it without saying a word.
Duan Huaijin pushed his long legs and the bicycle went downhill ahead, so it moved forward lightly.
“Stop!” Chen Rong chased after them for two steps, but he had eaten too much tonight, and he was out of breath after running a short distance. He just watched the backs of the two people getting farther and farther away, and he stomped his feet in anger.
Duan Huaijin leaned forward slightly as he rode his bike. The shadows of the trees on both sides of the street were reflected on his back, and his shirt was blown up by the oncoming evening breeze.
Although Yu Chucheng looked thin, he was still a boy who was just over 1.8 meters tall. However, Duan Huaijin rode very steadily without any sway.
Now Shen Rong has been left far behind, but Duan Huaijin doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping.
"Where are we going?" Yu Chucheng asked loudly with his head tilted.
Duan Huaijin said, "Come to my house. I'll just return your coat to you."
Yu Chucheng said "Oh", looked at his hands which were stained with black oil and a little dirty, and carefully held the bicycle seat.
He had been to Duan Huaijin’s community before, but he had no idea how far it was while sitting in the car. Only today did he realize how far it was.
Not only is it far, but there is a section of road construction in the middle which makes it difficult to ride.
The road was covered with gravel and sand, the bicycle was shaking, and Yu Chucheng's heart rate was also a little irregular.
By the time he arrived downstairs of Duan Huaijin's house, Yu Chucheng's butt was almost sore from sitting.
This neighborhood is similar to the old, run-down apartment he rented in the city center. The corridors are narrow and steep, the sensor lights flicker, and there is a layer of spider webs on them.
Duan Huaijin locked the car and said, "Let's go. My home is on the third floor."
Yu Chucheng went upstairs first. Someone seemed to have boiled some Chinese medicine, but the whole building was filled with a bitter smell. From time to time, one could see miscellaneous items piled on the corridor platform.
Just as he reached the second floor, before Yu Chucheng could touch the sensor light, he was suddenly pounced on by something, and a pair of hands tightly wrapped around his waist like an octopus.
Yu Chucheng was afraid of the dark and ghosts. When he was suddenly hugged like this, his hair stood on end and his scalp exploded. "Fuck! What the hell is this!!!"
Yu Chucheng almost fell down the stairs like Shen Rong.
Duan Huaijin came to the rescue in time from behind and reached out to turn on the light in the corridor.
Only then did Yu Chucheng see clearly that the person hugging him was a little girl who was not even half a person's height.
Whose kid would be alone in the dark corridor at 9 o'clock, and not make a sound? If Duan Huaijin hadn't been behind him, he would have probably just left him and ran away.
Yu Chucheng hurriedly reviewed the core values of socialism in his mind, and then he heard Duan Huaijin say softly: "Yuanyuan, why don't you go to bed with grandpa so late?"
Yu Chucheng turned around and asked, "Do you know each other?"
The little girl looked thin but was very strong. She pulled at Yu Chucheng's hands and grabbed Yu Chucheng's clothes tightly. Duan Huaijin took some effort to separate her from Yu Chucheng.
"Her name is Wang Jingyuan. She lives in 201. Her parents work away from home, so she has been living with her grandfather. But the old man is illiterate and rarely goes out, so she can hardly speak now."
Yu Chucheng looked at the little girl's messy hair and pursed his lips, "Then why is she in the corridor?"
Duan Huaijin: "Because she missed her parents, she sat on the steps every day waiting for them to come back. Maybe there were two of us tonight and she didn't see clearly, so she misunderstood."
Yu Chucheng looked at Duan Huaijin in surprise. He didn't expect that Duan Huaijin knew so much about a child who couldn't speak much.
"Little girl, you should go home quickly. There will be bad guys when it gets dark. Be careful not to be caught by them." Yu Chucheng bent down and touched the little girl's head, revealing a self-proclaimed kind smile.
The little girl was not cute, and her eyes were even a little creepy. She seemed to react very slowly. When she heard what Yu Chucheng said, she stood there blankly for a few seconds, then curled her lips downwards, showing signs of wanting to cry.
Yu Chucheng suddenly became flustered, "Wait, don't cry, I was just kidding."
He just wanted to scare her so that she would go home obediently. He didn't mean to make her cry, and he was most afraid of others crying.
The little girl's nose wrinkled and her mouth opened wide, as if her crying would fill the entire corridor in the next second.
Yu Chucheng stood there at a loss, not knowing whether to plug her ears or cover her mouth.
"Yuanyuan." Duan Huaijin quickly took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into the little girl's hand. "Don't be sad. This is something your parents asked me to bring to you."
The little girl and Yu Chucheng looked down at the same time -
It turned out to be a strawberry-flavored lollipop.
The little girl immediately stopped crying and held the lollipop in her hand as if she had won some treasure.
"Dad...Mom?"
She stared at the lollipop, moved her mouth and mumbled something. Yu Chucheng could only understand a few words.
Duan Huaijin very naturally took out a key from the milk carton at the door of 201, opened the door and gently pushed the little girl in, "Your parents told you to listen to grandpa and not run around at night."
The little girl tightly grasped the candy in her hand and nodded obediently when she heard the words.
When the door of Room 201 was closed, Yu Chucheng heaved a sigh of relief. He vowed never to scare children again.
But to his surprise, Duan Huaijin actually had a lollipop in his pocket.
Yu Chucheng couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Don't you dislike sweet food?"
Duan Huaijin put the key back in its place, turned around and glanced at Yu Chucheng, "How did you know?"
"You said it yourself, you--" Yu Chucheng suddenly stopped talking.
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Yu Chucheng's lips were slightly parted and his slightly curled eyelashes trembled.
Duan Huaijin never told him whether he liked sweet food or not. It was Bu Xinyue who told him about it.
Yu Chucheng shot himself in the foot. He smiled dryly and looked away to hide his guilty conscience.
"Haha, Ji Zhou once told me that he doesn't like sweet things, I misremembered it."
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