Chapter 5 Sigh, what kind of benefactor is he? He's more like an enemy.
A gentle breeze swayed the hem of her clothes.
The light spring shirt outlined the beautiful silhouette of the young man.
Xiao stared at the gradually receding pale color, vaguely recalling her first arrival here a few months ago.
Thinking there was no way to turn the tide, it turned out to be a false alarm.
The young man I saw when I woke up was dressed similarly.
Time has passed, and his state of mind is now very different from what it was then.
The initial wariness had long since vanished, but the desire to touch that corner of her clothes remained, even... stronger.
Of course, it was just out of curiosity.
I was simply curious whether the temperature of a piece of wood changes with the seasons, and I meant absolutely nothing else!
Xiao stared intently, thinking quietly, almost as if she wanted to drill a hole through that ordinary piece of material.
Realizing that he had gotten so engrossed in his thoughts, he immediately felt annoyed.
How could I care so much about a mere piece of wood?
if……
If they find out, wouldn't that be exactly what that guy wants?!
Absolutely despicable!
Xiao thought and thought, and suddenly a terrible idea flashed into his mind.
—Is this guy going to ask me to repay him with my body?!
He used to frequent human markets in search of food. He overheard a storyteller in a teahouse talking about a few romantic tales, about talented scholars and beautiful women, and heroes rescuing damsels in distress.
Talented scholars are mostly impoverished, all the same kind of people.
The types of beauties are numerous, and even foxes, ghosts, demons, and immortals are mixed in... which sounds quite absurd.
Xiao naturally wasn't interested in that kind of thing.
In his opinion, a hearty meal was much more practical than these fabricated stories... but the child just couldn't resist the urge to eat.
Recalling that scene still brings a faint pain to my chest and abdomen.
It's hard to tell whether the lingering pain from the dissection is due to lingering resentment or the lingering unwillingness in my heart.
Xiao also genuinely treated the girl as family.
In the end, he suffered a humiliating defeat and was forced to flee in disarray, severely wounded...
I wonder how that child is doing now?
Have you gotten what you wanted?
I hope so.
Since it was her own choice, Xiao had nothing to say.
Just like when he casually saved a baby fox by the roadside, he was eventually bitten in return, which can only be considered as asking for trouble.
I hope the girl's wish will come true.
And the other person should pray that they never run into them again in this lifetime.
Otherwise, why would he have twisted off each of the extra heads from that bedbug and thrown them into the ditch to feed the rats, leaving only one head to watch as the rats slowly gnawed at him...
That's all.
Even Xiao himself found it unbelievable.
In the past, he would have devised even crueler methods to torture those guys in various ways to avenge his previous humiliation.
But perhaps it's because I've been in the mountains for too long.
—More precisely, it's because I've spent too much time next to wood.
I feel like I've caught the virus from the other person.
I've become calm and peaceful about everything... Yeah, right!
Xiao's desire to kill has recently surged to an unprecedented level.
—To be precise, he wanted to kill one person.
The other party was none other than that pretentious, cunning little scholar.
Xiao was very angry.
I also felt somewhat wronged.
He only ran away for a few days in a fit of pique, and when he came back, his place had been taken over.
"What is this?!" Xiao pointed at the unknown human brat and questioned the young man.
The latter merely lifted his eyelids slightly and said indifferently, "A human."
Xiao Kuai laughed angrily: "Of course I recognize what that is. I'm asking why this thing is lying on my bed and covered with my mattress?!"
This time, the young man did not give an irrelevant answer.
He looked into the boy's wide-open eyes.
The emerald green, far from becoming murky due to anger, was instead scorched and became exceptionally dazzling.
—They really have very beautiful eyes.
That was what the young man thought when he first saw it.
The same thought remains in my mind today.
"I thought you were angry, left, and wouldn't come back." The young man spoke calmly and sincerely, his dark eyes meeting the burning green without flinching.
It sounds like simply stating a fact.
Xiao, however, was thinking of something else.
Yes, he just left like that, leaving the other person alone in this desolate wilderness.
Even a piece of wood would feel lonely.
After a moment of silence, Xiao was the first to look away and coughed lightly: "Wasn't it you who kicked me out first?"
"I don't."
The young man's answer was without hesitation, which put Xiao in an awkward position.
He choked, his fair face turning slightly red, looking as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to begin.
The young man stared at him for a while, then suddenly realized why the other person was reacting that way.
"That day I just asked you when you were leaving."
Upon hearing this, Xiao seemed to have finally found her tongue.
"Then...then isn't that..."
Is this clearly an attempt to kick people out?!
Xiao wanted to ask that question in return.
But seeing the other person's open and honest demeanor, she belatedly realized that the young man was really just asking questions literally.
So, all the frustration and unresolved issues I've been feeling lately are just me overthinking things and creating my own troubles?!
It's such a misunderstanding, so incredibly unfair.
Especially—
"But you can't choose someone like this..."
Xiao muttered to himself.
The young man seemed not to have heard clearly and asked, "What?"
Xiao cleared his throat: "Then you can't just give my things to some unknown brat, can you?"
The young man explained softly, "I thought you weren't coming back."
Xiao crossed her arms and snorted softly, "Well, I'm back now, aren't I?"
"Um."
"Hmm what?"
"Feel sorry."
Upon hearing this, Xiao paused, his tone softening considerably.
"Who wants your worthless apology?"
The young man thought for a moment, then said seriously, "If you want money—"
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Xiao immediately interrupted the other person, fearing that he would be angered to death by his savior before he could even avenge his enemy.
Sigh, what a benefactor, he's practically an enemy.
Xiao almost wondered if he owed this piece of wood something in his past life.
So God spared his life just so he could suffer like this until today...
"I don't want money, and I don't want your apology."
Xiao looked at that face that was barely acceptable and declared, "However, my bed and my blanket are both mine."
"good."
"I don't want any of those used ones over there, I want all new ones."
"good."
...
Xiao made many demands.
The young man nodded in agreement without blinking.
Seeing the other party's cooperative attitude, Xiao's mood instantly brightened.
Finally, he pointed to the child lying on the bed and said matter-of-factly, "Also, get rid of this one as soon as possible. I don't like having other people in the house."
This time, however, he did not receive the prompt response he had expected.
"This... is not allowed."
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