Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Children who grow up in love have a certain understanding of love...
Mom cried.
She cried without making any sound, but her eyes were red. She hugged herself and tears fell drop by drop.
Something suddenly struck Si Qi's heart, sending a throbbing pain through her. She looked up and saw a photo hanging on the wall above the sofa.
In the photo, the young woman in a red dress is smiling brightly, holding a very small baby, with gentle love in her eyes.
She felt disconnected, and then she realized that perhaps the photo was the closest distance between her and her mother. Now, she seemed very close to her mother, but also very far away.
The glass bottle accidentally rolled to the ground, making a crisp sound. The woman also rolled down. Her skin, no longer delicate, was scratched by the fragments of the glass bottle, and blood oozed out.
She was no longer conscious, only mumbling, "Xiao Qi, I'm sorry... Mom is sorry for you."
Si Qi hurried over and picked up the woman. His mother was very light, with not much flesh on her arms, and it was even a little uncomfortable to hold her in his arms.
She lowered her eyes to look at the woman with dark circles under her eyes. Her eyes felt sore for a moment, and she said, "It's okay."
It doesn't matter, she did not give her a perfect home, nor enough companionship and love, but she gave her the right to live.
Although life was not easy, he raised her carefully bit by bit.
Who doesn’t love mother?
Si Qi thought that perhaps a part of her had been buried on the day her mother committed suicide.
She remembered that her mother's blood had pooled on the ground, and her shadow was imprinted in the blood. She crawled forward stiffly, pulled back the quilt, and saw the half piece of bread that her mother had given her a week ago in her hand hidden in the quilt.
The bread was already hard, but she held it tightly. Even though she was almost starving to death, she didn't touch it.
So this half piece of bread became her mother's last relic, the capital she left for herself, so that she could have a better chance of survival at a critical moment.
So in the end, her mother's fragile and haggard appearance became more and more distant, and in the end, only the joy of the beginning was left, when her mother in a red dress held her hand and listened to her words with her ears attentively.
She was beautiful, young and full of hope at that time.
The warm touch against her hand was like tearing a crack in her gloomy sky. The sunlight shone through the clouds into the alley that had never seen sunlight, and into the house that was always dark during her youth.
Si Qi was slightly startled, turned around and saw the woman with sweat on her forehead.
Si Ruxu curved her lips slightly, her voice soft, "It's already healed. The old lady will wake up after a rest. Let's cook together."
"Is he... alive?" Si Qi felt a lack of oxygen in her brain. She blinked her eyes, and her collapsing worldview was gradually rebuilt.
It turns out that ordinary people who are terminally ill can be saved?
"Yes, he survived."
In fact, it is not cost-effective to spend a lot of supernatural power to treat an old man who has one foot in the coffin and is determined to die. Even in Luo Fenghe's base, everyone just sighed softly and said condolences to the relatives.
But Si Ruxu noticed that something was wrong with Si Qi. She knew almost nothing about Si Qi in the past two years.
The darkness in time is a gray cloud, which seems to be left behind in the rolling torrent, but it always follows lightly, and at some inadvertently similar time point, it once again covers the roof of emotions.
The dark clouds would slowly dissipate over time, but Si Ruxu didn't want Si Qi to wait. Waiting for the sky to clear would take too long, so she wanted to help her blow it away.
She saw a cautious light flash in Si Qi's gray eyes, and she glanced back secretly, but did not take a step towards that side. She took Si Ruxu's hand and led her towards the pot.
"Let's go and cook."
Firewood started burning under the pot, and soon wisps of white smoke rose. Si Qi chopped up the processed snake meat and put it in. Si Ruxu also put some rice in it.
When the bubbles in the pot started to gurgle and slowly rise one by one and come out, Si Qi would cover the lid and wait quietly, occasionally fiddling with the firewood underneath to prevent them from going out due to lack of oxygen.
She was so focused on fiddling with the strings that she didn't notice Si Ruxu's gaze on her face or the loneliness in his eyes.
Si Ruxu's grandparents like life in the countryside. They grow vegetables and raise chickens whenever they have time, and collect firewood to cook. They always say that firewood rice tastes better, the vegetables grown at home are healthier, and the chicken they raise is more tender and fragrant.
Si Ruxu thought about taking Si Qi back to visit every year, but she never found the time, so it was always put on hold until the day they separated.
Now that I think about it, Si Qi would really like the puppy at grandma's house. He would like to sit there and burn firewood while grandma cooks, controlling the size of the fire. He would also like to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms and dig bamboo shoots together, and sit on the hillside to count the small trees in the distance.
But now she has no family, she only has Si Qi. Fate is always cruel but also leaves a little room for survival.
And Si Qi is the reason why she is standing here at this moment.
So she would wonder how to live this long life without love.
If only I could sense it when I’m happy.
She was young and full of energy, and after a few years of emotional passion faded, she was unwilling to accept the dullness of daily life. She had all these qualities, and she was a child who grew up surrounded by love.
Even her name, Si Ruxu, was actually named Xiong. However, her family discussed whether it would be unpleasant for a girl to have the surname Xiong and whether it would make the children in the class laugh at her, so they let her take her mother's surname.
Ruxu—I hope she can be gentle and resilient, free and spontaneous, doing whatever she wants. Even her sister, Si Luoheng, is an extension of her name. It means that if she has wandered enough and seen enough of the world, the door of home will always be open to her, and she can settle down at any time.
She is still so young and doesn't want to rush home from get off work early to eat home-cooked meals. She doesn't want to maintain social distance from others. She will feel guilty when she goes out to eat because there is someone waiting for her at home.
She is free and unwilling to be constrained.
She had a lot of love, so she didn't lack Si Qi's share. So when she was younger, she casually gave up the seven-year relationship.
All the feelings of loss, unfamiliarity, and discomfort were wiped away by that sleepless first night in the bar. She was free. She thoroughly enjoyed living alone, moving at her own pace.
She didn't miss Si Qi, nor did she miss the eyes that always smiled at her.
It wasn't until the end of the world that she lost everything. The love that was once within her reach became limited and she realized how ridiculous she was at that time.
If there is no love, how should I spend my life? How can I persuade myself to live when I am so broken?
So, when she fell in love with Si Qi again, Si Ruxu felt fortunate and grateful. She was grateful to Si Qi for giving her a second life, and she finally understood that it was a pity for not falling in love with someone earlier.
There were very light footsteps behind her. Si Qi looked up, and his puppy eyes, which had a little expression in them, looked straight into her eyes. She curled her lips, and her amber peach eyes were filled with a shallow and gentle smile.
Si Qi pursed her lips. How come she didn't realize at all that she was caught peeking?
The light footsteps finally stopped a little behind them. The child's voice was very soft, and a little nervous: "Sister... My grandma asked me to thank you. There is nothing else at home, so you can eat all this snake meat..."
He lowered his head and looked at the insects on the ground attracted by his blood, as if thinking about cooking the insects for his grandmother and himself to eat later.
Maybe he still regretted not bringing back those grass leaves, so he would go to the woods to look for them later.
Si Qi's eyes were complicated, and the pity that shouldn't have appeared surged up again. Si Qi was silent for a moment, but still took out the half pancake in his arms, skimmed off the part that Si Ruxu had bitten, and stuffed it into his own mouth.
Then she handed the multi-grain pancake to the child: "This is the pancake from outside. You and your grandmother can each have some to fill your stomach. I... don't like eating snake meat."
This is true. She has been afraid of snakes since she was a child. Not to mention snake meat, she doesn't even dare to eat eels. She is afraid of any long animals and dares not touch them.
But in the eyes of the children, the meaning changed. After all, they had just said that they had not eaten for several days and talked about eating snake meat together.
The child thought about it, and her eyes lit up when she saw the bottle of worms. She held up the bottle and said, "Why don't we put these in too? That way we can have more to eat. And the bark and leaves can also be put in and cooked together!"
After saying that, the child stuffed the bottle into Si Qi's arms and ran into the woods. Si Qi teleported the child back with a bit of helplessness.
The child had just run a short distance when he looked carefully and saw that he was still near his home. The confusion in his eyes lasted only a few seconds before turning into deep admiration: "Sister, is this your special ability? It's amazing!"
Si Qi smiled helplessly. The child was clearly on guard against them more than an hour ago.
"Go and share the bread with your grandmother. We have rice in the pot."
"Hmm!" When the child heard there was rice, his eyes lit up. He ran into the house and shouted, "Grandma, my sisters said they are not hungry, and they put rice in the pot. We can eat our fill!"
The child hasn't gone through the voice change period yet.
If it were before the end of the world, such a child would have been acting coquettishly in his parents' arms, clamoring for toys, and would have been just in elementary school.
Children without support always mature earlier, Si Qi thought, and actually saw his younger self in this child.
It's just that she was happier than this kid when she was little.
Because she had a mother, and at that time, her mother had not lost hope in everything.
She was always waiting, although Si Qi didn't know what she was waiting for at that time.
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