The "Wow" sound made Chu Yifeng look a little silly. He turned his head to look at the side and froze there.
He glanced at Bi Sheng again, glanced at the black leather car seat, and glanced at the cake bag in Bi Sheng's arms.
The bag of tiger skin cake, with all its soup and foam, even the bag of sweet potato crisps was splashed with it. Now seeing the crispy crumbs...
Even Bi Sheng, a chubby-looking boy, is absolutely perfect...
They should all be thrown out of the car and not kept!
collapse.
A sour and foul smell immediately filled the narrow carriage.
Liu Yafang's face turned red and then purple, and hot sweat was pouring out of her whole body.
Her hands, feet, back, and forehead were all sweaty. The moment she vomited was already extremely uncomfortable, and she felt like she almost vomited her heart out.
I endured it all the way, but finally this happened when I got home. I was so discouraged.
At this moment, Liu Yafang vomited, her heart pounding, but she didn't care about herself. She was thinking:
My daughter's boyfriend? Whether it's true or not, this is a huge disgrace to my daughter!
She blamed herself for being incompetent and bringing shame to her daughter.
Liu Yafang's hand, which was tightly covering her mouth, was still at her lips, with vomit still dripping from between her fingers. Her first reaction was...
She covered her mouth, her forehead was sweaty, her face was full of pain, and she explained in a low voice:
"I was covering it, but it didn't cover it."
In just a few seconds, Chu Yifeng reacted.
He heard Liu Yafang's explanation and didn't have time to speak. He put on the handbrake, opened the door and got out of the car quickly. He ran around the car, opened the door on Liu Yafang's side and said:
"Auntie, do you still want to vomit? Please get off the car. It's okay, it's okay. It's okay. You didn't get enough rest during the ride and you're carsick. It's really okay!"
After saying that, he helped Liu Yafang get out of the car, and Chen Cuiliu in the car also climbed out of the car in a half-crawling posture.
"Sister Yafang, are you okay? Ouch, your face is all yellow and sallow from all the vomit. Look at how badly I've hurt you!"
Liu Yafang didn't care about anything else and got out of the car.
She seemed to smell gasoline again, and standing at the foot of the Bi family's wall, she made a "vomiting" sound. She vomited so much that her tears and snot flowed down her face.
Chen Cuiliu patted Liu Yafang's back and grumbled to Chu Yifeng:
"Look at the car you're driving, there's no wind at all. Cars in our area have some cool air for ventilation or something. But this car is so cold, it can suffocate a person to death!
You were driving forward and backward, making wide turns and swaying around all over the place!
This guy is shaking us around so much that I don’t dare to say anything. If I wait any longer, I’m going to throw up!”
It's no wonder that Liu Yafang's uncle said that Chen Cuiliu was not a very thoughtful person. Chen Cuiliu was emotional and naturally complained to Chu Yifeng honestly.
Chu Yifeng stood awkwardly behind the two women who were squatting there. For a moment, he didn't know what to say except, "Are you okay, Auntie?"
He turned around and looked at his car, and found that both doors were wide open. Chu Yifeng hurried to the front of the car and opened the door on the passenger side.
He grabbed Bi Sheng's arm with one hand, picked up the cake bag with the other and threw it outside, then asked Bi Sheng:
"Are you stupid? Why are you still sitting here? Get off the bus quickly!"
Bi Sheng...
The young boy had a bitter face and was about to cry, but was suddenly pulled out of the car by Chu Yifeng. When a cold wind blew, he shivered from the cold.
Bi Sheng’s image is so miserable!
In the past, if Chu Yifeng met a young boy like this, he would be happy and stand in the distance to watch the fun and laugh out loud.
But now he was in this situation all by himself. Not to mention laughing, even crying couldn't express his current mood. His face was almost turning black with anxiety.
For people with mild mysophobia, seeing this scene would make every pore in their body uncomfortable, just like a thunderclap exploding on their head, like a bolt from the blue.
Chu Yifeng once vomited so much when he saw the new recruits doing pull-ups and practicing flips on the bar in the training ground.
When he saw it, he would immediately hide away, afraid of making himself sick. He would usually wait until the person's face turned green from vomiting before he would approach to interview them about their feelings.
The rest of the time, there was no one around him who was carsick.
Counting his grandmother above and Chu Ci below, every one of them takes a car as a daily routine. How could they have ever come into such close contact with someone who gets carsick?
Bi Sheng's cotton hat, shoulders, front lapel, left hand and wrist were all stained with Liu Yafang's vomit.
Chu Yifeng threw away the cake bag, turned his head to look at Bi Sheng, pursed his lips tightly, until the dimples on his cheeks were prominent, pulled off Bi Sheng's cotton hat, and raised his hand to throw it.
Bi Sheng, with his head bare, stretched out his hand to stop Chu Yifeng's arm and cried:
"Don't! What should I wear?"
"What are you going to wear?" Chu Yifeng threw the cotton hat as far as he could. He turned around to look at Bi Sheng and held his breath. He added:
"You have to throw away this cotton-padded jacket too. Do it when you get home!"
When he was in his hometown in the countryside, Bi Sheng never cried all year round. But after just a few hours in Kyoto, his eyes turned red three times, and this time was the first time.
Really anxious and angry, almost crying because of Chu Yifeng, Bi Sheng did not mind that his left hand was still dirty, and was frightened by Chu Yifeng and clutched the collar of his cotton jacket tightly, crying:
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