Fleeting remember I love you

Chapter 95

Back in Jiangkou Town, it was already dark. The 'homes' of Xiao Si and Song Hao were two small bungalows. For fear of aftershocks, they didn't dare to sleep in the house for the time being, so they built a simple hut outside the house. , intending to make do with two nights of sleep.

The circuit was severely damaged, and there was no power supply, so we could only light candles. Fortunately, there were still rice and pots at home. When we got home, the two of them divided the labor and cooperated. Xiao Si lit the fire, Song Hao cooked, and they could eat soon.

Moved the table and stools out of the room, and then served the prepared meals. Song Hao thoughtfully placed the prepared meals in front of Xiao Si, and smiled naively: "You're starving, eat quickly!"

The two sat facing each other, and Xiao Si looked down at the steaming rice in front of him. He didn't know whether his eyes were suffocated by the heat of the rice or what, but his eyes became moist inexplicably. This kind of plain warmth always Let her be particularly moved.

"Huh?" Song Hao suddenly made a puzzled voice.

Xiao Si quickly pretended to be casual and raised his hand to lightly touch the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, gently wiped away the wetness, then raised his eyes to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"someone is coming!"

While Song Hao was talking, he raised his finger and pointed behind Xiao Si, who turned his head and looked back suspiciously.

The countryside at night is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers, but there is a very bright light not far away. After living here for more than two years, Xiao Si knew that it was the light of a flashlight, and then he heard footsteps getting louder and louder. Nearly, someone was indeed walking towards their home.

"President Luo, be careful, be careful..."

A flattering and worried voice came faintly, Xiao Si's eyes lit up suddenly, he gently put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, frowned slightly and looked coldly at the uninvited guest who was about to come.

"There is a pit here, General Manager Luo, be careful... hey, this broken road..." A slightly old voice resounded in the air, and the person who spoke was holding a rechargeable flashlight in his hand, and was shining a light on Luo Yun. Liang, complaining endlessly.

As they approached, Song Hao left the dining table and took a few steps forward, squinting his eyes for a closer look, and when he saw who was coming, he immediately raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Village chief?!"

The sudden arrival of the village chief made Song Hao a little at a loss, and then saw several people behind the village chief, carrying something on their shoulders, and became even more puzzled: "Village chief, what are you..."

"Ah, we..." A fat village chief who was about fifty years old was sweating profusely after walking a potholed path. While wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves up, he said out of breath, "We are sending you tents." Come!"

Luo Yunqing stepped up the stone steps and walked up, staring straight at the little woman sitting crookedly on the dining table with her deep eyes, meeting her indifferent gaze, her heart twitched violently for a few times, but she felt strange Happiness and satisfaction, he couldn't remember how long his heart had been beating like it is now. This feeling of excitement is really, really, so beautiful!

Facing Luo Yunqing's fiery gaze, Xiao Siwei frowned imperceptibly, and stared back at the eager man with the utmost indifference, his heart was like a dead sea, his face expressionless.

When Song Hao saw that the people behind the fat village chief were really carrying two tents, he immediately shook his head and declined: "Let's leave the tents for those who need them. We don't use them. We built a straw hut so we can make do with it."

Song Hao pointed to the thatched shed a few meters away while talking, with a simple and honest smile on his face, and he looked very real.

Hearing this, Luo Yunqing reluctantly turned his gaze away from the little woman's face, and then looked in the direction Song Hao was pointing at. In the dim light, he saw that the thatched shed was very small, covered with thick Thick straw, like a sheepfold.

"They all sleep here?" Luo Yunqing's face darkened in an instant, his tense voice was full of jealousy and displeasure, how could he sleep in such a small space?It's almost like sleeping in the same bed.

"Uh...yes, Sisi and I sleep here, even if there is an aftershock, it won't crush anyone if it collapses, hehe..." Song Hao smiled embarrassedly, then turned his head and looked at the village as if he suddenly remembered something. Chang, warmly invited; "Ah, have you eaten yet? We are about to eat, let's have some together!"

"No, no, no, we've already eaten!" The village chief immediately shook his head and waved his hands, politely smiling and declining.

"You're welcome, eat something!" Song Hao was very enthusiastic, and suddenly his arm was pulled, and he looked back, and saw Xiao Si's face that was a little bit dumbfounded.

Xiao Si really wanted to remind him that the food he cooked was only enough for the two of them, and he invited people so warmly, if they all sat down... what would they eat?
Facing Song Hao's unclear face, Xiao Si's lips curled up into a helpless and tolerant smile. He couldn't bear to sweep his face away, so he could only softly say to him: "We have simple food, they are not used to... that... "

However, she was only halfway through speaking, when she saw Luo Yunqing walking towards the dining table suddenly, her heart tightened, she frowned fiercely, and the following words became quieter and quieter until they became silent.

Seeing Luo Yun walking towards the dining table, Song Hao looked at the village head and He Jie again, and said with a warm smile, "You guys come to eat too!"

"No, no, we're really not hungry. We're going to install the tent. Just treat us Mr. Luo well!" He Jie said immediately, and then dragged the village head away. He has been with Luo Yunqing for two years, so he naturally understands Looking at his words and demeanor, the third young master has always been calm, calm, intelligent and wise, and he has never seen him so abnormal, so it is better for idlers to avoid such moments.

Xiao Si frowned slightly, and looked coldly at the uninvited and thorny man sitting on the dining table, his heart was calm, but he became irritable for no reason.

"Sicai... Sicai?"

Song Hao's soft call suddenly sounded in his ear, and Xiao Si suddenly came back to his senses, looked up at him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Huh?"

"What are you thinking?" Song Hao asked softly, looking at her dazed face with a little doubt.

Xiao Si frowned, lightly pursed his red lips, shook his head and spoke softly: "No."

"Then let's go eat too!"

Xiao Si secretly gritted his teeth, glanced at Luo Yunqing's back from the corner of his eyes, he was sitting in the position she had just made, took a deep breath, a slightly forced smile slowly appeared on the corners of his lips, A faint nasal sound: "Hmm."

So Song Hao took Xiao Si's little hand and went back to the dining table, only to see Mr. Luo, who was said to have brought a lot of food and medicine to Murakami, eating the rice in her bowl slowly with her chopsticks. In the dark, Song Hao thought that Luo Yunqing was unintentional, seeing that Xiao Si was upset, he hurriedly sneered to smooth things over.

"Sisi, sit down, you eat mine first..."

As soon as Song Hao said this, Luo Yunqing, who was eating with his eyes downcast, suddenly raised his eyes and stared coldly at the rice bowl Song Hao placed in front of Xiao Si, and tightened his hands holding the chopsticks little by little.

Give her what he has eaten?

Maybe it was because the light was too dark, Song Hao didn't notice the cold light in Luo Yunqing's eyes, and looked at Xiao Si tenderly: "Cai Si, you and General Manager Luo eat first, I'll go in and come out with a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"Go, I'll wait for you!" Xiao Si flapped his lower eyelids very lightly, and smiled back, his calm and composed appearance had long since lost the youthfulness of the past, and he looked much more mature.

Song Hao turned and entered the room, Xiao Si turned his eyes slowly, and in the dim candlelight, met the hot gaze on the opposite side in a lukewarm way——

Luo Yunqing felt very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, from the moment he sat on this table, he felt so uncomfortable... wanted to cry...

On the dilapidated dining table, there was only one vegetable, like boiled, without any oil or water, just looking at it made me lose my appetite...

What kind of life did she live in the end?Luo Yunqing gritted his teeth fiercely, looked at her for a moment, saw his beloved little girl living in such a difficult environment for so long, his heart ached...

He looked at her deeply, his eyes reluctant to blink, she was right in front of him, within his reach, he really wanted, really wanted to hold her in his arms, love her, love her, protect her, and prevent her from being hurt again. A little bit of suffering.

The four eyes met, his eyes were hot and affectionate, hers were as indifferent as ice, and they just looked at each other with each other's emotions until——

"President Luo, there is nothing to entertain in the countryside, don't hold it against you!" Song Hao walked out of the house with a simple smile on his face, holding the bowls and chopsticks.

Song Hao said politely, while opening the small pot to serve the rice, and then the smile on the corners of his lips froze, and then he remembered that he only cooked for two people, and now there was one more person, and there was only It looks like a bowl of rice. If he fills it up, General Manager Luo will still eat it...

A trace of embarrassment appeared in his eyes, Song Hao could only symbolically scoop up a small spoonful of rice, and then gently sat beside Xiao Si.

Just as Song Hao picked up the chopsticks, Xiao Si suddenly divided most of the rice in his bowl into Song Hao's bowl——

"No, I'm not hungry—" Song Hao hurriedly tried to stop her, lying subconsciously, it's no wonder that he was not hungry after running up and down all day.

"Hush! Eat!" Xiao Si glared at him lightly, with a gentle and coquettish appearance, and whispered.

"You've been tired all day, you're hungry, here--" Song Hao picked up the bowl and wanted to return the rice to her, his eyes were full of distress, he is a big man, it doesn't matter if he is tired or hungry, he can't bear her to be hungry freezing.

The two of them wanted to share the rice with each other as if no one else was there, and the emotion of caring for each other and loving each other was obvious. Luo Yunqing squeezed the chopsticks fiercely, watching them intimately care for each other. At this moment, he felt I am like an outsider, a complete outsider...

Her world has someone else...

For two years, he lived like a walking dead, unable to see hope or future, suffering cruelly day and night, and then saw her when he could hardly bear it anymore, his heart came alive again, But now, watching her flirt with other men, he doesn't know... Is his heart still useful...

If the heart came back to life just to see her happy in someone else's arms...then he would rather die completely, once and for all...

"Eat quickly, don't let people see the joke..."

Her gentle voice came from her ear, and she tapped Song Hao's bowl with chopsticks like a shy little wife, and looked at Song Hao and said softly, such a gentle and virtuous appearance, but it was not for him, Luo Yun Qing suddenly felt that the rice in the bowl was harder to swallow than poison, and his heart hurt...

Pain, madness spread in his heart, he was so jealous...

Hearing what Xiao Si said, Song Hao quickly raised his head to look at Luo Yunqing, smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe, President Luo, don't mind, there's still food in the pot, I'm really not hungry... ..."

Luo Yunqing ignored Song Hao's unnatural emphasis, and just stared at the little woman who is gentle to others, with a heart full of bloody pain...

Xiao Si lazily raised his eyes, and stared openly at Luo Yunqing, his calm eyes were full of disdain and accusation, his eyes seemed to say...it's you, you're here to make us all starve , what are you doing to bother us?

Looking at each other silently, Luo Yunqing's heart ached, and suddenly He Jie's voice sounded behind him: "Third Young Master, the tent is ready!"

"Okay, you guys go back!" Luo Yunqing stared straight at Xiao Si like that, and said a word without looking back.

"Uh... what about you?" The village chief asked subconsciously after hearing what Luo Yunqing said.

He Jie has been by Luo Yunqing's side for two years, guessing that Luo Yunqing's thoughts are inseparable. Now he naturally understands what Luo Yunqing means, so he immediately interjected: "Village chief, didn't you say that other places can't be arranged? How about Let the third young master stay here temporarily tonight!"

"Uh..." The village chief looked at He Jie blankly, unable to make arrangements?Is there such a thing?
He Jie ignored the unresponsive village chief, looked directly at Song Hao, and asked with a kind smile, "Principal Song, is it okay?"

"Of course I didn't ask—"

"I'm sorry! Our house is too simple, and you only installed two tents, I don't think it's convenient!"

Song Hao nodded his head as a matter of course, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Si's indifferent words.

"It's okay, we still have a thatched hut, I'll just sleep in that hut." Song Hao smiled honestly, patted the back of Xiao Si's hand, and said softly.

Xiao Si frowned fiercely, and gave Song Hao a displeased look. Song Hao was shocked immediately, not quite understanding why she was suddenly angry, but as soon as his words fell, a soft and indifferent voice floated in the air— —

"I'm sleeping in a straw shed!" Luo Yunqing stared at the little woman who wanted to drive him away for a moment, suppressing the pain in his heart, and said almost resignedly.

"No, no, I'll sleep..." Song Hao subconsciously shook his head and waved his hands at Luo Yunqing, and said politely. Suddenly, he felt his sleeve being pulled, and he saw Xiao Si's sullen face from the side, and finally noticed it. Something is wrong, immediately shut up.

Seeing that Song Hao was honest, Xiao Si turned his head to look at He Jie again, and said indifferently: "I'm sorry! We don't have extra quilts at home!"

Luo Yunqing felt extremely uncomfortable, and looked at Xiao Si with eyes full of resentment, how much did she hate him?Find all kinds of reasons to drive him away, and don't even bother to look at him...

our family!our family!Does she have to take 'our family' one at a time?Does she know how cruel these three words are?Every time she said it, his heart was broken. Does she know how much it hurts his heart?She doesn't even know...

"It's okay, I'll just wait for someone to bring a quilt over." The soldiers came to cover the water and soil, and He Jie said immediately calmly.

Xiao Si frowned fiercely, and the displeasure on his face became more obvious. Since there is a quilt, he can just find a place to wrap the quilt up and fall asleep. Why are you still begging for nothing and insisting on relying on her?
As if he was afraid that Xiao Si would say no more, He Jie quickly turned his head to look at Luo Yunqing, and said respectfully in a low voice, "Then let's go first, Third Young Master, you should rest early, you haven't slept for two days..."

After the earthquake, they sent supplies for relief non-stop. They hadn't slept a wink for the past two days. He Jie was really afraid that his health would not be able to bear it.

After He Jie's caring instructions, he asked the village head to call the tented workers to leave together, leaving Luo Yunqing here alone to suffer the cold...

(End of this chapter)