Wild Sweet Temptation

He pulled her up and carried her to the bed made of tables, then took out a rabbit and put it on her bed.

"Hold me while you sleep, so you won't get scared. There might be some footsteps outside. There aren't many people here. At most I'll go smoke a cigarette."

She curled up there, tremblingly reaching out to grab the corner of Su Muchen's clothes, and whispered, "Can you... stay with me?"

Su Muchen clicked his tongue, and finally pulled a chair to sit next to her. The two of them stayed together in silence. After a while, Ji Fanxing still couldn't sleep, so she pulled him.

"Why don't you talk to me? It seems like we haven't chatted for a while..."

"Oh~ Then I can talk about everything. How is Zhou Zaize's work?"

...This question made Ji Fanxing blush. Under the dim light, it was hard to tell whether Su Muchen was happy or angry.

She buried her face again. "It's just... I can't get over that hurdle, so nothing happened. Whenever I touch that kind of thing, I can't help but think of what happened that day, and I start to feel sick. Do you think I will have to live in the shadow for the rest of my life?"

Su Muchen didn't respond to her words, but just asked in a deep voice, "So, he really wants to do it with you, right? You've also thought about agreeing, right?"

She opened her mouth in embarrassment and stared at Su Muchen's profile, which was filled with boundless anger and disappointment.

She didn't want to agree...she just felt that it was a step that couples would inevitably take.

"Are you...blaming me?"

Su Muchen lowered his eyes and looked at her cautious expression, his heart seemed to be scratched by sharp claws at that moment.

"I have no right to blame you. Your body is your own. If you don't want to continue this topic, then end it. Go to bed quickly so I can go back and rest."

"But there is one thing, whether you like it or not, Zhou Zaize is smarter than you and is quite good at acting. You'd better use your brain and think carefully about whether he really loves you."

After this sentence, the two fell into silence. After Ji Fanxing fell asleep, Su Muchen gently stroked her hair on her forehead.

She probably didn't know how he felt when he was sitting in front of the computer and watching the surveillance video that night. At that moment, he really hated himself.

The remaining six people were assigned to different families for assistance.

Inside the house was a blind old grandfather with his little grandson. The child was eight years old and looked dirty. When he saw the stranger, he was a little scared and backed away behind the old grandfather.

Ji Fanxing was afraid of men and didn't know how to start a conversation in front of strangers. For a moment, the air froze and they stared at each other.

"Mani, are you reading my fortune?" Su Muchen came to see her when he saw that there was no movement from her side. Ji Fanxing and the child looked at him as if they had seen a savior.

Su Muchen strode up to the child and handed the thing to him.

"Go put the food in the back kitchen. You've heard the village chief say that the brothers and sisters are here to bring you warmth. Grandpa, sit over here. Don't stand."

Seeing that he had changed from his previous unruly and arrogant attitude, and humbly helped the blind grandfather into the house, Ji Fanxing hurriedly followed him in. Halfway through, he thought about it and followed the child into the kitchen to help clean up.

The little boy looked at the bacon greedily, as it was something that could only be eaten during Chinese New Year.

She had not imagined that there were such difficult places in the country. It seemed that such days only existed several generations ago.

"Are you with that brother?" The little boy saw her helping to hang up the things and looked at her while holding the straw. Ji Fanxing nodded but didn't dare to speak.

Thinking that he couldn't rely on Su Muchen for everything, he spoke haltingly. "Just, um, the two of us, together..."

The little boy handed her a basket.

"We don't have enough firewood. We'll probably have to go up the mountain to collect some. You're guests, so let's cook some food tonight."

Su Muchen had already started washing clothes in the yard. Seeing the two of them carrying baskets, he glanced at the watch.

"Come back early, Xizi. Can you catch birds? Catch a few tonight. I'll give you some meat."

Xizi's eyes suddenly lit up. "Okay, brother, wait for me!"

Going up all the way, Ji Fanxing saw the terraced fields stretching for thousands of miles below, and below that was a sea of ​​clouds, which was very imaginative.

The mountain road was rugged, but Xizi, a thin child, walked it with ease, while Ji Fanxing was almost crawling.

Xizi saw that she was walking slowly, so he would wait for her from time to time. When they reached a higher uphill slope, he would stretch out his little hand to her.

"Sister, it's dangerous here, hold on to me."

Ji Fanxing grabbed the stone with one hand, looked at the dirty little hand, and his heart was filled with pain.

She didn't know whether she should grab him or not. Xizi was too unfamiliar to her, and the mark in her heart prevented her from reaching out.

"Sister?" Xizi was puzzled. She looked at her hand and wiped it on her pants shyly before she held it out again. "It's clean, not dirty anymore."

At that moment, her heart felt as if it was pierced by needles. She gently placed her hands on Xizi's little hand and was pulled up by him.

Xizi set a small trap in the woods and clapped his hands. "Maybe there will be some birds to eat when we come back."

The two of them went into the woods one after the other and started picking up branches. Ji Fanxing looked at Xizi who was busy in front of him and approached him somewhat embarrassedly.

"I just... No, it's just me, I don't think you're dirty... I, I have some, uh, communication barriers with men... I'm sorry..."

Xizi broke off the branches and put them into the basket, then looked up at her. "Is the elder brother the elder sister? My mother also stutters, and usually only talks to my father."

..."(o Д o*) She is not old man Su Muchen, no, Su Muchen is not her husband!

She spent a long time explaining what her obstacle was, but Xizi just picked up branches and didn't quite understand what she meant.

"I seem to have heard that outside the mountains, people don't call old men "old men", they call them "husbands", right? Did your sister and brother just get married? Usually people in our area have children at this age." Xizi glanced at Ji Fanxing's chest and belly, and suddenly realized. "No wonder brother doesn't let sister do heavy work! Does sister already have a child?"

"Oh! No, no, no!"

"It's okay, I won't tell anyone." Xizi nodded earnestly. "If you want to kiss or hold hands with your brother, just tell me and I'll cover for you two. Grandpa won't see, so don't be shy."

Σ(っ °Д °;)っWhat? There is no kiss! And why do they have more children for no apparent reason? !

She stuttered more and more as she spoke, and in the end her face turned red without her explaining clearly.

It was getting dark, and Xizi took her down the mountain. When they passed by the bird trap, they closed the small cover, and there were a few fluttering little sparrows inside.

Xizi took her a different way back, so she became a little wary and worried that the child had some dissatisfaction with her and wanted to get rid of her. The dark mountains and the fiery clouds gave off an indescribable solemnity.

The dusk made the faces of the people in the mountains look a little gloomy. The wrinkles on their faces looked as scary as sacrificial masks. Ji Fanxing moved closer to Xizi with some fear.

Xizi walked to a place where there was a green wooden door with a small lamp hanging on it and stopped. He took out two pieces of paper from his dirty trouser pocket and tried to smooth them out. Ji Fanxing noticed that they were fifty cents.

It can be seen that the child has been hiding for a long time, and it has become wrinkled and missing edges and corners.

"What do you want to eat, sister? Fifty cents can buy snacks."

( ′?w?)?

"Ah, I, actually... No, you don't need to."