The night deepened, the room was dark and silent, the only sound being the chirping of insects in the grass outside. Shu He couldn't sleep, and fearing disturbing her, he didn't even dare to turn over, and could only breathe carefully.
This was the first time he had done something so outrageous, spending a long night in a room with a woman.
He thought a lot and remembered that the last time he couldn't sleep at night was the day his father, the only person in the world who was kind to him, passed away.
Half of it was grief, and the other half was the knowledge that there would never be anyone in the world who would truly treat him well again. That unforgettable night was spent in immense torment.
Now, it was somewhat similar to that night when he couldn't sleep, but he felt very peaceful in his heart, and there was also a little inexplicable joy.
Perhaps it was because she was the only person who showed kindness to her father after he passed away.
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The next day, Shu He got up early and went to work in the shop.
But Yu Huan was still asleep, and sleeping very soundly.
Her cheek was buried in the quilt, her dark hair covered her neck, revealing only a bit of delicate white.
Shu He took one look and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He quickly collected his thoughts and hurriedly got some food. After it was ready, he brought it into the room and placed it in front of Yu Huan's bed.
She can eat it when she wakes up.
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Yu Huan had slept enough and opened his eyes because of his greed. He found himself in an unfamiliar environment and was a little confused for a moment. After a while, he remembered that this was Shu He's house.
She sat up hugging the quilt, feeling a little lazy as if she had just woken up. She glanced at the bed and saw a bowl of rice porridge, a scallion pancake, and a red bean paste cake.
She touched the porridge and found it was still warm. Thinking of Shu He getting busy early in the morning, she softened a little.
As she filled her stomach, she looked around the room. It was in a remote location, with poor lighting, and all sorts of miscellaneous items piled up inside.
Apparently, Shukaku wasn't treated well here, not even having a decent place to live, and was a bit of a pitiful person.
Yu Huan really wanted to help him, but the Liao family’s current situation was not so affluent.
But she actually has no shortage of money because of Shen Weichao and He Yanqing.
There is no need to say much about the Shen family, they are royal relatives and are very wealthy; the He family is also a large family, with a long history passed down from generation to generation, otherwise the head of the He family would not have developed such an arrogant and conceited attitude.
With the help of the two of them, she actually lived a pretty good life.
Otherwise, she could wait until this storm was over, go home, take out the money, and find a good place for Shu He to live.
She was thinking in her mind, but whenever she thought of those two people, she remembered that the matter had been exposed, and she didn't know when those two people would calm down.
How boring, she thought angrily, she had no choice but to lie.
I don’t know what those two people will think of her.
Feeling a little annoyed by the thought, Yu Huan turned his attention back to the small room.
On the other side of the simple bed, she found a sewing basket with a lot of scraps of cloth, some thread tied to tree branches, and a pair of scissors. It seemed that Shukaku usually used it.
She took a closer look and suddenly found something different among the scraps of cloth. It had an angular shape and she moved it around, revealing a sachet.
A very ordinary sachet, made of ordinary fabric, in the current popular style, and embroidered with the common crabapple pattern. The only redeeming feature is probably the fine stitching and the extra care taken in the embroidery.
She took a look at it twice and was about to put it back, but her eyes fell on a certain place and she was suddenly stunned.
At the bottom of the sachet, there was a small word "Liao" embroidered with a thread of almost the same color as the background. It was difficult to notice, but it was there.
Yu Huan touched it in surprise.
Is this embroidered for her?
Probably.
Yu Huan immediately imagined Shu He carefully embroidering the sachet stitch by stitch in this dimly lit room.
Shu He came back once and told Yu Huan that there seemed to be more people looking for her on the street.
When Yu Huan was feeling depressed, he told her that if she didn't mind the place, she could stay here forever. His aunt wouldn't be back for some time.
After saying that, he went back to busying himself with cooking.
Yu Huan looked at him. He always wore plain clothes and had a thin figure, which made him look simple and pure.
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Shen family
Liao Yuhuan hasn't been found yet, so it seems that deceiving him is a foregone conclusion.
Shen Weichao was already in a bad mood, and when he saw He Yanqing coming uninvited, his face became even more uneasy. He looked He Yanqing up and down and felt that he was dull and wooden, and there was nothing interesting about him. He even started to compete with him for people.
He was about to taunt her when He Yanqing glanced at him and said in a calm voice, "You're going to such great lengths to find her, are you trying to keep her from coming out for the rest of her life?"
Shen Weichao's words were blocked, and he said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean?"
Like Shen Weichao, He Yanqing disliked him in every way and didn't want to be with him. She just said, "I'm just reminding you, if you want to find her quickly, don't be so ostentatious."
After he said that, he left.
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In this way, Yu Huan stayed in the Shu family for several days. During this period, Shu He took good care of her.
Not only does he do the laundry and cooking, but even when she feels the room is stuffy, the water is too hot, or she is in a bad mood, he will try his best to find a solution.
She didn't know how long this kind of life would last, and she was in a bad mood, so he tried to comfort her.
Sometimes I would give her an extra piece of sweet bean paste cake, and sometimes I would listen attentively to the embarrassing things happening in the neighborhood, write them down and tell them to her.
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