Crazy childhood sweetheart always thinks of me

I slept in a daze. When I woke up, it was almost dark outside. I patted my aching head and slowly got up from the bed. My throat was about to split and my stomach was growling with hunger. Xiaohui seemed to have heard the noise and immediately pushed the door open and said worriedly, "The girl is finally awake."

I took the teacup and poured a cup of tea into my mouth. Only then did my throat feel better. Xiaohui asked: "Is the girl feeling better? Do you want to see a doctor?"

I rolled my eyes. Can I stop thinking about calling a doctor?

"I'm hungry, what can I eat?"

Seeing that I was still thinking about eating, Xiaohui finally felt relieved: "Wait a moment, young lady."

I held my aching head with one hand, and soon Xiaohui brought two bowls, one bowl of black block-like mysterious substance, and one bowl of white noodles. I swiftly took the chopsticks and planned to taste the white noodles. Who knew that as soon as I approached, I immediately smelled a foul odor. I covered my mouth and nose and asked: "What is this? Why is it so smelly?"

Xiao Hui said honestly, "This is noodles. Madam said she met her childhood classmate today. Her classmate gave her some pickled bamboo shoots, which she cooked in the noodles."

I nodded. Damn it. I really had no appetite. I could really pass out if I smelled this damn thing.

"Take it away. I have no appetite."

Xiao Hui praised the noodles: "Girl, I'm not kidding, this noodle is delicious, it just smells bad, but the taste is not bad."

I don't believe my mother can make anything normal: "Go down and smell it again. We really need to call a doctor."

Seeing that I really didn’t want to eat, Xiaohui had to take it away.

I slowly walked out of the house and sat on the steps in front of the house. It turned out that the leaves of the ginkgo tree in front of the house had fallen completely, and the branches were sparse, looking a bit desolate.

I leaned against the railing, and the chickens and ducks in the yard were chirping. The chicks had grown a lot and would probably be able to lay eggs soon. The vegetables in the vegetable garden had also grown lush green leaves.

It seemed like everything was going in the right direction, but I couldn't be happy at all. My heart felt like there was a hole in it, and I felt really cold.

That day, I was squatting by the fence feeding chickens. He stood behind me and said, "Your parents really want to bring us together."

At that time, I just wanted to stay away from him. Now that I have achieved my wish, I feel like I have lost the most important thing.

Xiaohui came over and suddenly asked: "Girl, why are you crying?"

I wiped my face twice with my hands and found some water stains. I forced a smile and said, "I'm just happy to have raised them."

Xiaohui looked at me doubtfully.

"Ranran, what happened last night?"

Yun Miaomiao came over and sat next to me on the steps. I didn't say anything. What could I say? Was it over between Yun Hance and me? Or did Yun Hance almost kill Yun Qingchi? Or had I known that Yun Qingchi had other thoughts, I would not have gone?

"Why is my third brother injured and still unconscious?"

I was only wearing a shirt, and a gust of wind blew, and I sneezed several times in a row because of the cold. Yun Miaomiao looked at me suspiciously: "What's wrong with your neck?"

"I accidentally scratched it."

I was stubborn and didn't want to talk about what happened last night. I didn't want anyone to know that Yun Hance wanted to kill Yun Qingchi himself. I also didn't want anyone to know that their conflict was all because of me.

Look, I am such a selfish, cowardly person. I closed my eyes in self-blame.

Yun Miaomiao kept chattering: "My second brother is so scary. He vomited blood and passed out last night. He woke up this morning and drove away everyone. He also smashed everything in the room. Ranran, I'm really scared."

I don’t know why, my heart is getting sadder and sadder, and my tears can’t stop flowing anymore. Should I give Yun Hance a little more patience? Maybe he will get better.

I know that it is just my wishful thinking that he can become a better person. From Xiao Jue to Yun Qingchi, he has clearly not changed at all. Killing people is like a common occurrence for him.

He has gotten used to it and would rather take action than quarrel.

No matter who is in front of him.

I sat on the steps, unable to say a word, letting my tears drown me drop by drop. Yun Miaomiao had never seen me cry before. This was the first time I cried in front of her. She hugged me and said, "Ranran, what's wrong? Did you have a fight with your second brother last night? Tell me if you have any grievances. At most, I can help you. Go and scold him for you."

Yun Miaomiao stuttered when she spoke. She didn't have the courage to scold Yun Hance at all. She was afraid even to vent her anger.

I shook my head: "Don't go, don't go, he's very good, very good, it's me, it's my fault."

Yun Miaomiao patted my back and comforted me: "It's okay, my second brother likes you so much, he thinks all your bad things are good."

Before I had time to think about it, I heard a voice: "Ranran, are you okay?"

I raised my head and wiped the tears from my face, then stood up and smiled at him: "I'm fine, how about you?"

There was a shocking purple bruise on Yun Qingchi's neck, and there was gauze tied on his head. His hand also seemed to be injured and was hanging with a white cloth. It seemed that Yun Hance fell against the wall last night.

He answered me: “I’m fine too.”

Yun Qingchi looked at me with his eyes returning to their old rebelliousness: "You liked the wine last night, I prepared a few jars for you..."

I interrupted him: "I don't like it anymore, thank you, please don't give me anything in the future."

Yun Qingchi's face suddenly turned ugly: "Are you afraid that my second brother will beat me again? Next time I will..."

"I don't want to make Yun Hance unhappy."

I told him directly, and Yun Qingchi's face turned even paler: "Aren't you planning on not marrying my second brother?"

I smiled faintly: "But I still like him."

Yun Qingchi blinked and suddenly laughed bitterly: "Yes, I was wrong. I am late."

"It's not that you're late, it's me who only likes Yun Hance."

I answered him word by word, suppressing his last bit of resentment and anger.

Yun Qingchi didn't look at me, turned around and walked away step by step.

Yun Miaomiao followed and asked in confusion: "What do you mean it's late? What are you talking about?"

I turned and walked towards the room: "It's getting late, you should go back too."

Yun Miaomiao looked at me eagerly. I really was not in the mood to deal with anyone, so I sat on the corridor and started to daydream.

The next morning, I hadn't eaten anything the whole day and was so hungry that I felt dizzy and dizzy. When the sun was high in the sky, my mother came to me in a hurry: "Ranran, I heard that A Ce is leaving Beijing and is almost at the city gate. Aren't you going to see him off?"

I squinted my eyes and huddled into the quilt, looking very weak: "I'm sick and can't go."

My mother touched my forehead and it was indeed a little hot: "Then lie down. I will help you to see Ah Ce off at the city gate, so that Ah Ce won't be waiting for you and delay his work."

I closed my eyes again in a daze and covered myself with the quilt to hide the scar on my neck.