Chapter 118: Xiao Yanshi (Additional Update) Memories
At night, the climate in the mountains is cool, comfortable and pleasant, and the chirping of insects in the ears adds a cool taste to the summer.
Zhu Yanshi patted Chen Shiyi on the back, put his fingers along the boy's neck to support the back of his head, and rubbed his furry head.
"Why didn't I notice it before? Are you so timid?"
The boy was smiling, but the corners of his red eyes were raised, as if he was pretending to be relaxed.
"What's wrong with being afraid of ghosts?"
Chen Shiyi released his arms and curled his lips, "Even though I'm afraid of ghosts, I still have to come and save you, you heartless person."
Snorted.
In fact, he could clearly see the traces of emotional breakdown left on Zhu Yanshi's face. The area around his eyes was red, and there were tears that had not yet dried on his cheeks and nose.
But he didn't point it out immediately. Chen Shiyi didn't want to see Zhu Yan's emotional breakdown when he knew him.
His eyes fell on the ground in front of him, his shoes stepped on the messy weeds, and his fingers touched Zhu Yanshi's sleeve.
"You go inside..."
"Aren't you afraid of being dragged away by ghosts?"
Zhu Yanshi smiled and joked.
The other person rolled his eyes at him and reached out to pull the phone out of his hand.
"I wanted to check if your phone was infected. I sent you a message and you didn't see it?"
Chen Shiyi leaned his shoulder against Zhu Yanshi's, lowered his head to open the other's phone, clicked on WeChat, and saw the red message icon next to his own avatar at a glance.
I really didn't watch it at all.
“…”
"I forgot..."
Zhu Yanshi felt a little guilty. He turned his head to look at the sky and scratched the tip of his nose with his fingers.
He had clearly felt extremely depressed on the road when he was coming back alone just now, but now, this mood had changed because someone who could accompany him suddenly appeared on the road.
Dissolve that dullness.
"I'm an adult and can take care of myself. You don't have to worry too much about me."
"I don't want to care about you..."
Chen Shiyi took several steps forward and felt that the young man who was a few steps behind him was so unromantic to an outrageous degree.
He walked in front and could hear the footsteps following closely behind. Sometimes the footsteps might lag behind a little, but he would still slow down and wait.
When the other party caught up with him, he sped up like a little kid.
The moonlight tonight is beautiful, hanging coldly in half the sky. The wind brushing against the earlobes is cool, making the person feel even more melancholy.
The rustling footsteps of two people echoed on the country road. Zhu Yanshi was one step behind, and he intended to tease the fool walking in front of him.
He raised his foot and kicked a stone. The stone rolled on the uneven ground and finally hit the heel of Chen Shiyi's shoe, making a slight sound.
The person in front paused and stood still. When Zhu Yanshi approached, the other person suddenly turned around with a helpless expression on his face.
"Forget it...I forgive you..."
Zhu Yanshi: “?”
When did he get angry?
Chen Shiyi looked at Zhu Yanshi's slightly confused eyes, and couldn't hold it in anymore. He broke into laughter and reached out to pinch Zhu Yanshi's cheek.
"Let's go...it's already past eleven."
"I lit some mosquito coils in the room before I left. I should be able to sleep well tonight..."
"You have fair skin, and the dark circles under your eyes are very obvious."
Muttering.
Zhu Yanshi was unusually well-behaved along the way, following the other person obediently and meekly with a smile in his eyes.
I couldn't really put my finger on what moved me. Maybe it was the figure hunched over under the streetlight, watching him go away. Or maybe it was the thought of some idiot, clearly terrified of ghosts, still trying to be a hero and save him...
After returning to the cabin, Zhu Yanshi thought that everyone might have rested, but it turned out that everyone was sitting in the living room, some were checking their phones, some were playing games, and some were making music.
They heard the broken door of the wooden house creak open and looked up together.
Zhang Luchen put his phone into his pocket, came over, and circled around Zhu Yanshi a few times with a serious expression on his face. After confirming that the other party was not missing any limbs, the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Shiyi changed.
"Did you really bring the person back?"
"Brave people enjoy the world first, don't you understand?"
Chen Shiyi pushed everyone away and pushed Zhu Yanshi into the room like a child, closed the bedroom door, and told everyone else to leave.
"It's so late, don't you have to get up early tomorrow?"
"Go to sleep, go to sleep! I'll take care of this..."
"What do you mean by glaring at me? If you weren't convinced, you could have gone out and found someone! Why are you pretending now?"
"We are all going to prepare for the harvest!"
Zhang Luchen was too lazy to bother with the elementary school students. The people he wanted to see went back to their rooms, and the people he didn't want to see jumped back and forth in front of him.
I just can't stand this guy's smug face!
Out of sight, out of mind, he turned around and went back to his room. The living room was empty in an instant, and then Chen Shiyi sneakily opened the bedroom door and rushed in.
Want to steal his credit?
No way!!
The room was filled with the faint aroma of mosquito coils, and the sound of the electric fan turning on the bed was particularly clear in the quiet surroundings.
Zhu Yanshi was holding some clothes for changing and left to wash up after Chen Shiyi returned to the room.
It was already twelve o'clock when the two of them finished taking a shower and washing up. They lay on the bed, and the cool breeze from the electric fan hit their bodies, causing goose bumps on their skin.
The lights in the house were turned off, and one could only vaguely see the light from the street lamp outside the shabby wooden house coming in through the window, falling to the ground and leaving a little shadow.
Time passed minute by minute, and neither of them spoke, probably thinking that the other had fallen asleep.
Chen Shiyi put his arm around Zhu Yanshi's back, and in silence, he turned around and hugged him in his arms.
His voice was very soft, as if he was mumbling in his sleep.
"Do you miss grandma?"
"I will be with you, you won't be alone anymore..."
Zhu Yanshi's back suddenly straightened, and the fingers hanging at his sides contracted slightly. He didn't move, but could feel the warm breath of the boy who was hugging him from behind on the back of his neck.
He closed his eyes and felt the emotions that had been surging all day gradually making him tired.
Amidst the gentle hum of the electric fan, I fell deeply into a dream...
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Not sure if this is a dream or if I suddenly returned to my childhood...
The little boy, skinny and with grayish-yellow skin due to obvious malnutrition and covered in dirt, was lying in a hole under the overpass.
Late at night, a few homeless people would come here dragging their "beds" made of waste paper boxes. This is their temporary home.
At least it is not exposed to the wind on all sides, except for the freezing cold draft that blows through from under the overpass in winter. In summer, it is the most suitable place for homeless people to live.
Five-year-old Xiao Yanshi had already gotten used to this kind of life. He was young, could not walk as fast as adults, and was not as smart as other homeless people, so the bed he made with cardboard boxes every night was always tattered.
His small stature made him look even more pitiful when huddled among a group of adult homeless people.
Xiao Yanshi was a poor child.
He was abandoned at birth and later sent to an informal welfare home. An infertile couple took him away from the welfare home without even going through any custody procedures.
In the first one or two years, Xiao Yanshi had his own nice name, he had lots of toys, and he was cheerful and lively. His so-called relatives praised him as a gift from God to them.
Zhu Yanshi was both lucky and unfortunate.
This story is so melodramatic that it even seems a little unbelievable.
In the second year after he came to this family, the infertile couple received the most advanced medical technology from abroad and miraculously conceived a life.
A younger brother who shares the same blood as them.
The year my younger brother was born, everyone in the family still regarded Xiao Yanshi as a gift from God. They always believed that it was because of Xiao Yanshi that they were able to welcome their own child, and that Xiao Yanshi was the lucky star of the family.
As time goes by, the couple who need to work and take care of the family and young children will have less and less patience with Xiao Yanshi. They will beat and scold him, dislike him, and develop a kind of... resentment?
They were wondering why they adopted this child in the first place?
Why should he be allowed to snatch away the love that rightfully belongs to their child?
This child has nothing to do with them...
It sounds pessimistic, but that's the truth.
When a person has a tragic fate at the beginning, the background color of his entire life turns gray and black.
Xiao Yanshi didn't seem surprised to be abandoned again.
He could clearly feel that the love that had once been bestowed upon him was constantly slipping away, to the point where it could no longer be seen, leaving only resentment.
He was taken out of the province under the pretext of traveling. The three-year-old child could not remember the couple's phone number at all, let alone write his name. He was abandoned in a square with a very large flow of people.
Xiao Yanshi stood in a crowd of people who were constantly pushing forward, quietly and silently watching the couple walk away without looking back.
By the time he reacted, the couple had long disappeared. The frightened child was running wildly among the crowd, falling down, and sitting on the ground, unable to get up.
Holding onto that tiny bit of hope...
He hoped that the couple would still be like they used to be, and when they saw him sitting on the ground like a spoiled child and unable to get up, they would come over with a smile and coax him gently and patiently.
Xiao Yanshi was too naive and could only remember some good experiences. He even forgot that he had fallen many times in the past year and no one cared.
Xiao Yanshi waited in the bustling square until it was dark, until the crowd in the square gradually dispersed, and until there were no more cars passing by on the wide road.
He fell asleep leaning against a huge stone pier. When he woke up again, he was lying under the overpass with an opened waste paper box under him.
He wanted to cry, tears falling down his cheeks. A dirty hand stretched out in front of him, holding an exceptionally white and tender steamed bun.
“…They don’t want you anymore, so you eat it.”
The tramp's voice sounded very old, but he had a smile on his face, a silly smile.
When Zhu Yanshi took the small steamed bun, he clearly realized that he had been abandoned again.
He sat on a discarded broken cardboard box, unable to cry, chewing the sour steamed bun in his hand in small bites.
A dirty homeless man was sitting next to him and singing loudly. He seemed to be out of his mind and was grabbed by the hair and beaten to the ground by several homeless people not far away.
"What are you doing so crazy so late at night?"
"Are you summoning spirits?"
After venting their anger, the homeless men glared at Xiao Yanshi fiercely before leaving, speaking in the local dialect, and it seemed from their expressions that they were cursing very harshly.
“…Flop.”
"...Where did this bastard come from?"
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The author has something to say: 900 nutrient solution plus more, there will be another chapter around ten o'clock~ [dog head holding a rose] Get ready for tissues, it's a little sad tonight
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