Chapter 42: One Hundred and Four Hundred and Three Secrets
She seemed to have confessed her feelings to Jiang Song.
It was so sudden. So sudden that even two days later it still feels so sudden.
But compared to the feeling of floating on the sea in the past two days, Xia Cun seemed to have regained some weight when she woke up that day, so she made a new decision while brushing her teeth -
Event 11: I will go to Xiaojia to do my homework.
In the past two days, Xia Cun seemed to have done a lot of things, but she only persisted in each thing for less than three minutes, a typical example of the three-minute enthusiasm, so she decided to find Ren Yi to do her homework.
If Xia Cun is a free-floating boat, then Ren Yi often acts as an anchor. It seems that only she can keep the floating boat firmly anchored in one place.
Xia Cun always thought of Ren Yi when she was suddenly in a state of confusion. Perhaps it was a subconscious action, even she herself was unaware of it. If these moments of confusion were related to Ren Yi, then she would have lost her most powerful anchor. Perhaps this was because Ren Yi was a real person, someone who had always worked to connect Xia Cun to the real world.
It wasn't until he sat at the dining table in Ren Yi's house, spread out his homework, and saw the sour expression on the girl opposite him that Xia Cun seemed to regain all his weight.
In recent years, Xia Cun often did her homework at Ren Yi's house. At her house, she could not continue the bad habit of lying on the sofa to do her homework because Ren Yi would be angry with her. Although she was not afraid of Ren Yi's anger, she was afraid that Ren Yi would get sick from anger.
Ren Yi was often alone at home, as Han Fu had run the Hanfu Fruit Shop, rain or shine, for years, always there to watch over the shop unless she was bedridden. Initially, she was the sole owner, and if she wasn't there, the shop would simply close. After Ren Yi started high school, she hired a helper, primarily responsible for opening the shop in the mornings and closing it at night, as she was home during those times to prepare Ren Yi's breakfast and wait for her to return from evening self-study. The rest of the time, she remained at the shop, as if that was where she felt truly safe.
Ren Yi is the exact opposite of her mother. She doesn't like staying in the fruit shop.
Xia Cun once asked her why, and Ren Yi replied that it was because she would be scolded and disciplined by her mother in the store. However, this was not the case. The fact was that she was embarrassed to tell Xia Cun the truth because the real answer was disgusting.
Ren Yi had just had an argument with her mother last night because the upstairs neighbor mentioned "Your little drummer plays really well" when buying fruit at the fruit store. Her mother thought that she was practicing at home and disturbed the neighbor, so she told her about it as a warning when she got home. Ren Yi was so angry that she asked her if people couldn't be praising her sincerely, and not everyone was like her and only thought she was bad. Then the mother and daughter had a quarrel at night.
When she got up this morning, the house was still empty. There was only her and the breakfast prepared by Han Fu in the refrigerator.
Ren Yi thought it was ridiculous. She and her mother had hardly ever eaten at the same table. All she knew was to open the shop, open the shop, and open the shop. Even on family reunion festivals like New Year's Eve and Mid-Autumn Festival, her mother would insist on opening the shop because business was good during the holidays.
The dining table in their house was almost never used for meals; half was used to store miscellaneous items, and the other half was used for her homework. Ren Yi had been standing by the empty table, tears streaming down her face for no apparent reason, when Xia Cun knocked on her door.
To maintain her cool persona, Ren Yi would never cry in front of anyone—except for her dark past as a child, before she decided to become a cool person. So she wiped away her tears, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and pretended to have just woken up when she opened the door.
Then, Xia Cun put the homework he had carried on his back on the dining table with ease and said to her, "Let's do our homework."
Ren Yi couldn't cry at all. She said, "I'm not like some people who play all the time. I finished it two days ago."
Xia Cun had no choice but to sit down and write by herself. Ren Yi sat opposite her and was speechless when she saw that she really came to her to do homework.
After a while, she remembered something and stood up to open the refrigerator. This morning's breakfast and the two boxes of durian Han Fu brought back last night were both there. She took a look and took out two boxes of durian. She handed one to Xia Cun and said, "Discount durian."
Xia Cun really put down his pen and started eating durian. While eating, he stared at Ren Yi and suddenly asked her, "Why are you crying?"
Ren Yi nearly choked to death on the durian. She turned her head and coughed twice, then asked with a red face, "Who's crying? Stop telling lies."
"But your eyes are red, like a rabbit."
Like the time she saw it when she was a child, the time she would never forget.
Being confronted by such a frank person, Ren Yi didn't even have the desire to quibble. She just put down the durian, frowned slightly, and told her about the quarrel with her mother last night. Then she said stubbornly: "It's not the first time we've quarreled. Why would I cry about something like this? My period must be coming, otherwise I wouldn't cry."
Xia Cun seemed convinced by her words and said, "I had my period yesterday."
"I give in. Isn't that the point?"
This wasn't the focus of their conversation, but it was Xia Cun's focus. This menstrual cycle was 29 days, and including today, it had been 30 days since the end of the last menstrual period. 30 days ago, Xia Cun joined Mr. Mizuno's plan, which meant that today—
On his way to Jiang Song's birthday party, Mr. Mizuno finally changed his original plan and decided to postpone the announcement of his secret to the 30th day after the start of the plan.
Ren Yi found that this guy was in a trance again, and started eating durian angrily, but he calmed down before he had taken two bites.
Sometimes Ren Yi wondered what she would become if she hadn't met Xia Cun. Influenced by her mother's unwavering pragmatism and relentless drive, would she become exactly like her mother, devoid of any romantic instinct?
Whenever she thought of this situation, Ren Yi thanked her mother. It was her mother who tied the biggest variable in her life to her and connected her with a person who belonged to a completely different world from her.
Ren Yi didn't know whether her mother would regret it, but if her mother did, she would like her decision more and feel that she was really ungrateful when she was a child - because what's wrong with Xia Cun getting scolded, there will be plenty of happy times in the future.
If it wasn't Xia Cun, how could her mother let her learn drums, how could she accept her playing in a band? Of course, the more important reason is that if it wasn't Xia Cun, how could she be infected with part of her fantasy virus, how could she be a different person from her mother?
She would rather die than become like her mother.
Ren Yi thought about this again, and the feeling of wanting to cry that she had in the morning disappeared.
But an emotion that came with this thought was still surging in her heart, as if every time she thought about it, the emotion became stronger, but it was an emotion she could not explain clearly.
The restaurant was quiet. Xia Cun finished her durian and returned to her homework. The two girls seemed to be drawing something from each other: a sense of calm, courage, or perhaps solace.
Xia Cun stayed at Ren Yi's house obediently for the whole morning. At noon, she asked to order takeout to eat at home. Ren Yi asked her, "Aren't you going home to eat with Sister Xiaolan?"
"She's been bursting with inspiration lately."
Although she was still discussing life philosophy with her on the way to the supermarket the day before yesterday, she shut herself in her room and immersed herself in her creation after returning home, and had no time to pay any attention to her. It was as if she had really gained a lot of inspiration from her and Jiang Song that day.
The two girls sat at the same table to eat lunch. Ren Yi couldn't help but laugh at herself: "Thanks to you, my family's dining table will never be empty in the future."
Xia Cun did not respond because she knew that Ren Yi cared about this matter very much, but she also knew that this was Ren Yi's secret.
Xia Cun discovered that she knew many people's secrets.
She knew Xia Lan's secret because the second mobile phone she owned was also discarded by Xia Lan. Xia Lan had a poor memory and was very unreliable. She didn't even log out of her social media account, so Xia Cun discovered her second account.
Xia Cun invaded her privacy without any hesitation, and violated the hidden pain that belonged to Xia Lan - it turned out that under her lack of energy and the appearance of not caring about anything, she was hiding such anxiety, powerlessness and pain. Her soul wanted to escape the curse of fate and get rid of being her sister's daughter.
Xia Cun also knew Ren Yi's secret, which was no longer in the form of words, but in the form of voices. It was the winter before last, when Xia Lan had just finished a work, so she decided to be a weaver girl for a while in winter.
She knitted several scarves. The first one was of course for Xia Cun, and the second and third were for Han Fu and Ren Yi, mother and daughter. The third one happened to be knitted on Christmas Eve, which happened to be a weekend, so she asked Xia Cun to be Santa Claus while it was warm. Xia Cun had no choice but to wrap himself in a new scarf, put on a hat, and go out with the gifts on his back.
It was a good day for selling apples, and packaged apple gift boxes were placed outside the fruit shop. However, it was not yet noon when Xia Cun went there, and there were no customers. As soon as she approached, she heard the voices of Han Fu and Ren Yi coming from behind the windbreak.
"Go call Xiaocun to come with you, I'll give you—"
"Do you understand? I want us to go out to eat together. Can Xia Cun be my mother?"
"Be quiet, everyone outside can hear you."
"You're the one who gave me such a loud voice!" Ren Yi yelled, then fell silent for a moment before lowering her voice. "Can't you just have a good meal with me one day?"
"Every time I ask you to come to the restaurant to eat, you don't come."
As soon as Han Fu finished speaking, the girl's voice exploded like thunder: "I don't want to come to the store! I hate coming to the store! Do you know that I hate the way you sit at the small table to eat!"
At the end of her words, her voice was filled with tears. Without giving the other party a chance to interrupt, she continued, "I don't understand what kind of suffering you are going through. Is our family living in the last century? If you don't open the shop for one day, will we starve to death? Do you know..." The girl was already sobbing, "Do you know that you make me feel so embarrassed? You are not a 'punk queen' at all!"
"Xiaoyi!" Han Fu called the girl's name.
At that moment, Xia Cun scurried into the small clothing store next door like a cat. The owner was sitting in front of the heater, looking at the girl who had suddenly barged in. After a moment, he shook his head and sighed. Xia Cun didn't know how much the owner had heard, or why she was shaking her head and sighing, but she only knew that she had discovered the answer to the question she had asked Ren Yi before.
Similarly, on Jiang Song's birthday, she also knew Mr. Mizuno's secret. Mr. Mizuno believed that she had magic, so he told her the secret, hoping that she could help him.
What is it that Shinji Mizuno can't do but Xia Cun can?
Or should we ask first, can she really do it?
If she can do that, does it mean that she is a very reliable person?
As Xia Cun was thinking, a message came.
Event 12: I will go to visit my sick classmate Jiang Song.
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The author has something to say: Two babies, one real and one imaginary, draw strength from each other [poor][poor]
Damn it, I wish I could write a hundred chapters about Xia Cunsheng’s daily life (>_<). Our baby Cunsheng is so cute, I will imagine the Santa Claus version of Xia Cunsheng, what a weird girl!
The next chapter is blah blah blah, anyway, I feel like it will be finished soon [sunglasses] Ai Xin, etc.
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