Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

Qi Sui was confused. Even though he already knew the answer, he still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he heard it from others.

if it is like this.

So apart from Chen Wan's previous attitude towards him, all his later tolerance and retreat were all just an act?

Or, does he have any other purpose?

The more Qi Sui thought about it, the more headache he got, and he comforted Aunt Wang who was out of control for a long time alone.

When the sun went down and Zhao Xiao came back from work, he still couldn't say all the words "Mom" he blurted out.

He was stunned when he saw the people in the room.

"Suisui, are you back? When did you come back?"

They hadn't seen each other for two or three months since the last unhappy breakup in town.

Zhao Xiao thought that he might not be able to meet him when he came back from this funeral.

Qi Sui picked up the things in the plastic bag in his hand and gestured: "I just arrived this morning. I came to buy something and helped look around the store for a while."

"Where's my mother?"

"Auntie is asleep in her room. I just spoke to her and she is tired."

Qi Sui stood up and patted the man on the shoulder when he crossed the threshold. "I'll leave when you get back. See you next time."

"Suisui."

Zhao Xiao turned around and grabbed his hand. His lips were so dry and cracked in the cold wind that they looked too aged.

"Are you still with Chen Wan now?"

"…hold head high."

Qi Sui knew what he wanted to say.

It's no wonder that he was stabbed in the back by Chen Wang when he was a child. Now that he doesn't take revenge and go back, he is already being generous.

He smiled and said with relief:

"Don't worry, I told him he won't do anything to me. In the worst case, I can run away, don't think too much about it."

Zhao Xiao moved his lips and had a lot to say.

But when I looked at the boy's clean and bright eyes, I couldn't say anything.

——This strange yet familiar feeling made him suffocate.

Finally, Zhao Xiao sighed in self-reconciliation and slowly let go of the hand holding his arm.

He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Hum, I'm just asking casually, don't think too much about it. I'm afraid that if your father passes away this time, you will secretly hide and cry like you did when you were a child."

"..."

Qi Sui was speechless and just smiled.

Zhao Xiao: "How long will it take you to come back this time? When will you leave?"

"Maybe we'll leave in two days."

"Then come to my house for a meal before you leave. My mother has been talking about you lately."

Qisui nodded, "Okay."

Winter nights always get dark very quickly. It's only six or seven o'clock, and twilight has completely fallen.

The icy wind blew on my face, making my whole body numb.

The Zhao family is some distance away from the Chen family. The journey takes about ten minutes and requires going around a winding slope. Behind it is the Chen family's old house.

Qi Sui thought that Chen Wan would be back soon, so he ran forward.

From a distance, I saw an orange light spot appearing on the slope, swaying like the shadows of lights during the Ghost Festival.

The owner of the oil lamp was parked in the cold bamboo forest.

Not moving anymore.

Qi Sui's heart skipped a beat and his pace slowed down unconsciously.

The owner of the oil lamp is there.

The cold gaze seemed to have substance, penetrating through the wind and sand, burning his whole body.

He knew it was Chen Luan.

Qi Sui pursed her lips, held the things in her hands, and walked over slowly.

During that short journey, all that came to mind in his blank mind were what Aunt Wang had said to him, which was heartbreaking and frightening.

But it is undeniable that Chen Wan raised him well.

Almost everything you ask for is catered for.

In the rental house in the city, Qi Sui dreamed that he was noisy at night and said he was hungry. He rolled over and over on the bed and kicked Chen Wan out of the bed.

But the family buys and cooks every day, and there is basically no food reserves. However, Qi Sui insists on eating from the bun shop in the east of the city.

At two or three in the morning, it was still raining heavily outside the house.

When I walked down the street, my exposed face and ears would turn red and painful from the cold.

Chen Wan didn't coax him, nor did he say anything nice.

get up.

As soon as the umbrella opened, I went out.

They live in the north of the city, and it takes more than half an hour by car to go to the east of the city.

There was no car in the early morning, so Chen Wan walked for two hours by water, caught up with the steamed bun shop in the east of the city that was open early, and bought the steamed buns Qi Sui wanted.

After buying it, I realized that Qi Sui was dreaming. He took a sip and then fell asleep without even thinking about eating it.

Chen Wan was not angry, and his expression was as calm as ever.

With her eyes lowered, she silently ate the almost-cooled buns one by one, and then continued to sleep while holding him in her arms.

In my impression, ever since Chen Wan's emotional outburst, he didn't seem to get angry, he would listen to whatever he said, and he wouldn't fight back.

But just like that, Qi Sui felt even more weird when he thought about it.

As they got closer, their eyes gradually merged.

Chen Wan's thin lips moved slightly, and the fingers holding the oil lamp tightened slightly, with a patient look on his face as he wanted to say something.

For a long time, he only said one sentence, "Go home."

"Chen Wan."

Qi Sui stepped forward, stood side by side with him, and put his hand into his pocket, "Why are you back so soon? Is everything done?"

"Yes. We will return to the city in two days."

As he spoke, Chen Wan changed the hand holding the oil lamp, put it into his pocket and clasped it with the cold hand, and shook it tightly.

I heard Qisui mutter again.

"Twenty-eight thousand, when do I have to pay it off?"

"You don't have to pay it back, I never thought about it."

Chen Wan looked at him. Under the weak light of the oil lamp, the boy's handsome skin seemed to be coated with a layer of gentle and beautiful gauze.

Chen Wan added in a hoarse voice, "I do, it has nothing to do with you."

"Do you really don't need to pay it back? What if you are in poverty one day and want me to pay it back? How about I give you an IOU?"

"Need not."

Chen Wan's eyes were indifferent, he held the other person's warm hand but subconsciously trembled, and his tone was calm.

"If you feel that you really owe me, just agree to my request. From now on...if I do something wrong, you will forgive me unconditionally. Don't be angry, don't leave, don't…can't leave."

"..."

Listening to this, is he planning to do something else?

Qi Sui asked: "What can you do? Do you want to kill someone?"

"…Why do you ask?"

Chen Wan glanced sideways, the expression on his face difficult to see clearly in the dark night, "I will change whatever you don't like. I said, I will change."

"Will it change?"

Qi Sui's eyes flashed slightly, and his ears were filled with the sound of the bamboo forest swishing around him, and the oil lamp was shaking.

The two looked at each other as if covered in a warm and ambiguous mist.

Chen Wangang wanted to nod and promise.

Qi Sui's dry voice sounded unexpectedly.

"Then Chen Wan, let's go, leave here, leave Sanqing Village, and go to a place where no one knows us."

"Chen Wan, let's elope."