Chapter 120 Farewell
After moving into Area 1, everyone no longer lived together. Zhang Xiaobai had an independent small villa, Zhao Yunyao lived with Du Tao's mother, Xia Guangxia lived together, and Liu Chuchun lived with the former base commander Ying Shen.
Pu Zhi also moved out to live on her own. Although everyone was not living together, their villas were next to each other and could be reached within a few steps.
Except for Zhang Xiaobai who is often too busy to have dinner, everyone will gather at Du Mama's house to eat together.
Pu Zhi nodded and said thank you softly. She always felt that Jin Na's attitude towards her was weird since the mission at Base No. 2.
Although he wasn't sure what she was thinking, he still wanted to kill the thought: "I heard that you changed your male partner?"
It's no secret that Jinna is looking for a male companion. Half of the hunting team, both men and women, are looking for a companion, and they change partners very quickly.
Who made them rich and powerful? Now their status is even higher, and many people rush to curry favor with them. They have no trouble finding anyone. Every time they go out, countless people offer themselves to serve them.
Even if you are only a companion for one day, the compensation given by the psychic is extremely high, enough to support a family of four for a long time.
Jinna is a free and easy person, and is very open-minded about matters between men and women. She usually changes her partner every three months and pays her a high salary. Compared to some people who change one every two days, this is considered a long time.
When Jin Na heard Pu Zhi talk about this, she realized that she had been rejected. After spending these days together, she knew that Pu Zhi would definitely not like her now.
If she had met her earlier, perhaps the outcome would have been different? Jinna herself wasn't sure.
But she is not someone who loves someone to death. She soon gets over it and thinks it is good enough that they can continue to be friends.
"Yes, I'm a little tired of the last one." Jinna said bluntly.
Pu Zhi nodded and said in a clear voice, "Yeah, very good."
At dusk, everyone was drunk. Pu Zhi didn't like drinking alcohol so he didn't touch it at all and drank all the juice.
Zhang Xiaobai was dragged away to deal with something while he was drinking. When he came back, he saw a group of people lying on the ground in a twisted manner, and Pu Zhi was nowhere to be seen.
He looked at his watch. It was 7:00 sharp. For some reason, he couldn't shake off the feeling of loss in his heart. He always felt like something was missing.
He turned to look at the soldier outside and asked, "Where's Pu Zhi? Has she returned home?"
The soldier saluted respectfully and said, "Reporting to the base commander, Pu the psychic left in his car fifteen minutes ago."
Zhang Xiaobai turned his head to look at the small villa next to him. The door was closed and it seemed as if the villa had lost all its vitality without its owner.
He lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, his voice thick with nasal voice: "Didn't we agree to leave tomorrow? Sister Pu Zhi, you liar..."
Outside the base, Pu Zhi rushed to leave before the base closed. After taking a reluctant look at Base No. 3, he quickly drove forward.
In fact, the base can communicate with other bases because the satellites in the sky are still working properly, so it doesn't matter if Pu Zhi doesn't go there.
So everyone understood that she wanted to go out for a walk or do something. And she wouldn't be back for a long time. Everyone realized this and came together for dinner. After this farewell, they didn't know when they would see each other again.
Everyone gave Pu Zhi a gift. A large off-road vehicle, except for the two driver's seats, was filled with supplies and gifts.
Pu Zhi picked up a piece of green matcha flavored cake roll and put it in her mouth. It tasted good, but she was not used to the scene of parting.
She was not actually born an orphan. She was abandoned by her parents in an orphanage in another province when she was 5 years old to prevent her from finding her way back.
There was no rain that day and the weather was very clear, with not a single cloud in the sky. It was a rare good day, but it was already dusk when we arrived at the orphanage, and the sky was a thick, dull yellow.
Little Puzhi ran while crying, asking for her father and mother. As she watched their backs getting farther and farther away, her fear grew stronger as she faced the unfamiliar streets. The light gradually dimmed in the streets, as if there was a wolf grandmother in a fairy tale, ready to eat her at any time.
Seeing that little Puzhi had run too far, her mother was afraid that she would not be able to find an orphanage and would starve to death on the street.
She picked up little Puzhi, patted her back and coaxed her impatiently to go home, but she was walking towards the orphanage.
Little Puzhi sobbed continuously. The fear in her heart was alleviated because she was in her mother's arms. She believed that her mother would definitely take her back!
But things went against her wishes. The mother found an abandoned wooden house not far from the orphanage. In front of the door were two long, whitened wooden pillars that had been exposed to wind and sun for many years.
I picked up a bamboo stick from the ground and tied the little Puzhi to the pillar. The bamboo stick was very thin, but it was as thin as an elementary school exercise book, so it was not very tough. Two out of the five turns it broke.
But no matter how hard little Puzhi tried, she couldn't break free. The bamboo stick seemed to have magical powers, preventing her from running towards her parents.
She begged for mercy in the shadow of the eaves, saying that she would be obedient and asking them not to abandon her. Her face was covered with tears and snot, and her vision was becoming increasingly blurry. She could only vaguely see the blurry backs of the two fleeing figures leaving.
Tears flowed into her mouth. That was the first time she realized that parting tasted salty. From then on, parting became the thing she was most reluctant to face.
Later, her voice became hoarse from crying, until she could no longer breathe, and the bamboo strips split open by themselves as if they had received the order to be released.
She squatted under the pillar and cried for a long time until she had no strength left and fell asleep.
She was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. She sneezed and shivered as she walked towards the big house where her mother wanted her to go.
The dozing security guard was woken up and picked up the phone impatiently: "Hello! Director? There's a child at the door. Would you like to come and check it out?"
There was a middle-aged woman with a rough voice on the other end of the phone. After cursing a few words, she hung up with a beep.
The guard was used to it and picked up a cigarette and started smoking.
More than ten minutes later, the woman named Director came over yawning. She was wearing a purple lace silk pajamas inside and a black cashmere coat outside.
He glanced at the young Pu Zhi, roughly pulled her right hand and forced her to turn around.
"It's okay if your hands and feet aren't broken, but these days, everything is just shoved in this direction!"
After that, he asked sharply, "Where are your parents? Are they lost?"
Little Puzhi lowered her head and couldn't help but shed tears. She had been locked up in the house since she was a child and had hardly seen any people. Her parents told her that there were only bad people outside and she couldn't talk to strangers.
Therefore, it was extremely difficult for her to talk to a stranger at this time, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Seeing her crying, the director was even more disgusted and scolded her harshly: "Cry, cry, cry, all you know is to cry. If you cry again, get out!"
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