Fleeting years without recourse

29

The only candle in the dark house was finally completely extinguished, and the wax oil on the table solidified and dried up one by one. Daji in the darkness was motionless like the most exquisite ceramic doll. The figure in the bamboo hat cast a slanting shadow on the wall.

Jiangnan.

Xiang Yu frowned and before he could think of anything to say, he smelled the dampness in the air, and then the sky turned dark in an instant, and the ensuing violent storm drenched him into a drowned chicken who was caught off guard.

Xiang Yu's heart was broken at this moment, he froze on the spot, his face was pale, and after a few seconds, he pulled Xiao Yu who was holding his ball in front of him and ran forward frantically.

Soon they arrived at a shop with a shed that was closed.

Xiang Yu, who was drenched and looked very embarrassed, hugged his head and huddled in the corner of the wall, muttering something softly, and Zhang Liang, who followed him, gave him a very strange look.

'Hey Xiang Yu, what's wrong with you? Seeing Xiang Yu curled up in the corner trembling, Xiao Yu was puzzled, she looked to Zhang Liang for help, but she had to sigh and look at Xiang Yu again when the other party spread his hands.

He murmured something she couldn't hear clearly, so she turned her face sideways and put her ear close to him.

"Don't kill me...don't..." Xiao Yu got closer and finally heard a few words from his mouth, but became even more troubled.