Chapter 121
Song Zhou walked aimlessly on the streets of Lanzhou.
The street scene is familiar yet strange, and I feel out of place.
Like a ghost whose painted skin has been peeled off, he panics and strays into the human world. Even the sunlight shining on his body makes him feel that he has nowhere to hide.
He walked along the wall, avoiding the crowd and looking for shadows to hide.
I walked in a daze for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly there was no road ahead.
It turned out that he had walked into a dead end.
He stared at the gray wall in front of him for a while, then slowly walked to the wall, sat on the ground, and buried his head in his knees.
After sitting for a while, I couldn't help but take out my cell phone.
He knew Chen He must be looking for him. She must be very anxious.
While I was still hesitating, my finger had already pressed the power button.
Sure enough, several text messages came in one after another, reminding me that I had missed several calls during the shutdown period. They were all from Chen He.
Before he could decide whether to call back, Chen He called again.
He responded instinctively.
On the other end of the line, Chen He could clearly hear a sigh of relief. Then, Chen He asked, "Where did you go?"
The tone was relaxed, as if he was just asking which store he went to buy vegetables.
Song Zhou opened his mouth, but his dry throat made no sound come out.
Chen He didn't urge him and waited quietly.
He looked up at the old wall and after a moment he said, "Maybe... maybe it's in the old town."
"Oh. Why did you go there?"
"I..." Song Zhou's voice was hoarse and he couldn't give an answer.
The words that had been lingering in my heart for a long time finally came out, "I'm sorry, I lied to you."
Chen He's voice was soft and steady: "What's the big deal? I've been hiding things from you. Although we're together, we can have our own secrets. But you really shouldn't."
Song Zhou was speechless, his eyes dim.
Chen He then said, "You should have told me earlier. Do you know how relieved and happy I was when I found out you were Qiu Song?"
Chen He's words seemed to be able to smooth out all the wrinkles of fate.
Song Zhou was stunned, and a tear came out of his eyes and fell to the ground.
He touched a straw, his hands unconsciously making small movements, burying the tear with dust, and asked in a whisper, "When did you... know this?"
Chen He said, "I received the message from Xing Yao and rushed to Qingde Auto Repair Shop."
Song Zhou was stunned for a moment: "So... you knew it a long time ago."
"You know my intelligence."
"As expected of you." Song Zhou unconsciously relaxed his back and leaned against the wall. His voice was soft and tired. "I thought you figured it out when you arrived and heard me yelling 'Zhuangzhuang'."
"I arrived a long time ago," Chen He said. "I hid by the door and listened for a while. I even found an iron rod and planned to hit Xing Yao when he came out."
"You..." Song Zhou's heart trembled with fear, "That's too risky!"
If he hadn't cut the rope at that time, Chen He wouldn't have been able to knock Xing Yao down even with a big knife, let alone an iron rod.
Chen He was still very excited over there: "It's a good thing you can fight. I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting. You're so cool!"
"Don't you think..." Song Zhou asked hesitantly, "I'm that terrible, that disgusting... just like Xing Yao..."
"How could that be! You're completely different from Xing Yao. The way you look...I love you to death!"
There was a rustling sound over there, and Chen He rolled over on the bed in excitement, "Come back quickly, I can't wait to kiss you to death!"
Song Zhou's cheeks flushed. Even though he was in a deserted alley, he still looked around guiltily, afraid that someone would hear him.
He was silent for a long while, feeling both sweet and bitter. One hand dropped down, and he used a straw to dig at the dirt at his feet. After a while, he said:
"I...I don't want to run away...but for some reason...I can't walk or talk anymore. Especially...in front of you.
“I don’t know whether to be as quiet as Song Zhou or as wild as Qiu Song.
"It even resembles... the gangster look Xing Yao had when he was in Jinda.
"I've been pretending to be Song Zhou for too long... I don't know who I am anymore."
His tears fell again.
Chen He heard the suppressed sob in Song Zhou's throat.
She said softly, "You are you.
“Curly is indeed quiet, but Qiu Song is not wild.
"Qiu Song forced himself to become a fighter and a killer just for his sister and for his life.
"I sometimes suspect that I'm like Xing Yao because when you were in a place like Jinda, you had to disguise yourself as one of their kind to protect yourself.
"Have you ever thought that you and Curly are not only similar in appearance, but are actually both kind and gentle people?"
Song Zhou said blankly, "I...I don't know."
"You don't know, but I do." Chen He smiled gently, "There's only one thing I don't know."
Song Zhou asked, "What?"
"What's with the hair?"
Song Zhou was silent for a moment, then reluctantly said, "I found a small barber shop far away... and got the card."
Chen He chuckled: "How often do you perm it?"
"Short hair doesn't last long... I have to perm it once a month. It's so troublesome." Song Zhou complained. "And I have to use odorless imported potions. They're so expensive."
"Ouch." Chen He laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. "Don't waste your money. I want to see your natural hair."
Song Zhou hesitated: "It won't feel good."
"You'll know only if you touch it."
"Then it's not...the little lamb." He suddenly became sad, as if it was his fault that he lost something that Chen He loved very much.
Chen He was both angry and amused: "Whether a person is soft or not does not depend on his hair, but on whether he is sweet or not. Even if he is bald, he is still sweet."
Perhaps because she imagined what he would look like with a bald head, Chen He laughed even more uncontrollably.
She took a breath and said, "Well, although your hair has been permed, I can see that your hair quality is good and you have a lot of hair. Even if it wasn't permed, your natural hair should feel quite comfortable to the touch... like... what will it look like?"
She suddenly thought of the puppy Zhang You had rescued. "It must look like a puppy's head. So cute."
Chen He stroked the pillow and imagined while smiling wickedly.
Song Zhou heard a swish sound, as if he was really being touched on the head, and his cheeks felt inexplicably hot.
Chen He imagined it for a while, then suddenly said, "It suddenly occurred to me that the time we met should have been brought forward."
"I've known you for as long as Xiaoyue has known you." Song Zhou's voice softened. "She said you're her best friend. Half of every video call she makes is spent talking about you and her."
Chen He listened, and the sadness and joy were like gentle waves, soothing her heart one by one.
After a while, she remembered something, touched the crystal bracelet on her left wrist, and asked, "My crystal bracelet was given to me by Qiu Yue, and I always thought it was made of glass.
"Later I found out it was real crystal, and quite expensive. I've never been able to figure this out. Do you have any clues?"
Song Zhou was silent for a moment, a little embarrassed, and stammered, "Yes...I bought it."
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