Zhou Shui clutched his train ticket, incredibly excited. Thinking about the journey home tomorrow, his heart felt like it was growing grass. He was so excited he wished he could grow wings and fly straight to his parents. Ever since he became addicted to drugs, he hadn't seen his family. He wondered if they were doing well or if his younger siblings had grown up.
"Why are you still awake so late?" Zheng Xinyi, who was packing her bags, was hugged by a pair of gentle arms from behind.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I can't sleep."
Cheng Haoyu took a quick look and saw the new clothes in her hand. He excitedly picked them up and compared them with his own body: "Is this made for me?"
Zheng Xinyi reached out and snatched it away: "No."
Cheng Haoyu looked at her with some disbelief. Zheng Xinyi looked at him seriously and said, "I really didn't make it for you."
After the words fell, a sense of loss flashed in Cheng Haoyu's eyes: "If it's not for me, then who is it for?"
"It's for Zhou Shui. I see he always wears the same clothes. He's going home tomorrow, so I'm giving him some new clothes." Zheng Xinyi said.
Cheng Haoyu nodded slightly. Although he made a little mistake, he was about to go home and marry Zheng Xinyi as his wife. This little jealousy was quickly washed away by happiness.
While everyone was fast asleep, Zheng Xinyi quietly entered the space, first put away the mature medicinal herbs, then selected a few relatively simple and easy-to-understand health books from the bookshelf, and took out eight pounds of dates, divided them into four parts and packed them, intending to give two pounds each to godfather, Zhou Shui, the Huang family and Brother Mao. In fact, there were many good things in her space, but it was really inconvenient for her to take them out. Even though she had opened a clinic before, many things had been almost smashed by Dong Ge's people, and recently because of Zhou Shui's drug rehabilitation, everyone was constantly injured by Zhou Shui, and the remaining medicinal herbs were almost used up.
However, even if all the herbs are used up, there is one kind of herb that must be taken out from the space in a few more packets. That is the herbal medicine for treating Zhou Shui's drug addiction. Although he has quit his drug addiction, it is safer to drink the medicine for a few more days just in case.
The next morning, soft sunlight shone in through the gaps in the window. Zhou Shui slowly opened his eyes and looked at the clock first. He was sure that it was still early for him to drive, so he breathed a sigh of relief, poured a glass of water and drank it all. He felt much more awake. At that time, Cheng Haoyu and Huang Lei were still sleeping soundly on the first floor of Brother Mao's house.
Zhou Shui had originally planned to take a nap since it was still early, but there was a knock on the door. He walked over quietly and asked softly, "Who is it?"
"Zhou Shui, it's me." Zheng Xinyi said while holding the package.
Zhou Shui recognized Zheng Xinyi's voice, glanced back at Cheng Haoyu and Huang Lei who were still sleeping, and opened the door: "Are you looking for Cheng Haoyu? He's still sleeping. Should I go get him?"
"No need, I'm not looking for Cheng Haoyu, I'm here to see you." Zheng Xinyi said.
Zhou Shui, who was about to turn around, heard her say that, so he picked up his coat and walked out of the pawnshop with her.
"Zhou Shui, this is the new clothes I specially asked the tailor shop to make for you. There are also two kilograms of dates and the medicine you need in it." Zheng Xinyi handed him the package and said.
Zhou Shui paused and looked at Zheng Xinyi with gratitude.
"Although you have quit your drug addiction, you still need to take a few more doses to be on the safe side," Zheng Xinyi advised.
Zhou Shui took the bundle and said from the bottom of his heart: "Xinyi, thank you."
Zheng Xinyi raised a sunny smile on her lips, and Zhou Shui's heart was beating fast.
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