Wu Chun and Xu Shi Yao hugged each other for a long time, and Xu Shi Yao’s strong hug made Wu Chun feel a slight tingling sensation in his waist.
Despite this, Xu Shi Yao showed no intention of letting go.
The time they really spent together was already limited, and now it was completely dark outside. Although the feeling of the hug was pleasant, Wu Chun had too many things he wanted to say to Xu Shi Yao at this moment.
“Xu Shi Yao?” Wu Chun spoke carefully, “Um… can we stop hugging for now? I want to talk to you.”
As soon as the words were spoken, Wu Chun’s feet left the ground again, and in no time at all, he was sitting on a pine branch.
For Wu Chun, who was already used to this maneuver, it was nothing special. After sitting on the pine branch, Wu Chun eagerly grabbed Xu Shi Yao’s arm.
“Xu Shi Yao, did you see everything that happened today?” Wu Chun asked.
Xu Shi Yao nodded.
“That Du Zhengde is just a madman. He went crazy over a tree. But if he ever comes back, he’ll probably be chased out of this village by people wielding hoes.”
The moment Wu Chun thought about this scene, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
It’s really satisfying to think about Du Zhengde’s fate.
“But Xu Shi Yao, don’t take to heart how those people you protected treated you,” Wu Chun said. Every time he brought up this topic, he felt frustrated in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it. At this moment, all he could do was comfort Xu Shi Yao and tell him not to get upset about this matter. It wouldn’t be worth it.
However, looking at the situation from a different perspective, Wu Chun felt that if he was treated like this, he would have given up on this endeavor and left long ago.
Being kind-hearted, only to receive insults in return for your quiet efforts, anyone would be angry in this situation.
But ignorance is bliss…
Wu Chun let out a slow sigh, and after thinking for a while, he said mockingly, “Sometimes I hate their selfishness, but sometimes I admire their selfless dedication.”
“They?”
Wu Chun saw the slight confusion in Xu Shi Yao’s eyes, and his small mouth dropped. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, with a hint of inconspicuous killing intent hidden in his eyes, like an angry little rabbit.
“Humans, why is there such a huge difference between humans?” Wu Chun said indignantly.
“I didn’t take it to heart.”
Hearing this, Wu Chun felt a sigh of relief in his heart. He was just about to find another topic to liven up the atmosphere when Xu Shi interjected. Yao said, “You shouldn’t be angry either.”
Wu Chun looked up at him and collided with Xu Shi Yao’s tender eyes.
Wu Chun stood there stunned, and then he felt a pat on his head.
Wu Chun’s face turned red, and a wave of heat instantly swept through his body. Even sitting next to Xu Shi Yao was of no use. Wu Chun quickly looked away, his hands fidgeting and rubbing his clothes.
How pathetic!
Wu Chun scolded himself in his heart. He had hugged Xu Shi Yao so many times before without reacting like this. Why did just a pat on the head from Xu Shi Yao have such an effect on him this time?
Compared to Wu Chun, Xu Shi Yao was much calmer. However, when Wu Chun looked at him just now, Xu Shi Yao found him charming and wanted to reach out and pat Wu Chun’s head. He thought about it and actually did it. But now, judging from Wu Chun’s reaction, it seemed like he didn’t really like it.
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“I’m sorry.”
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Every time, it felt like they were meeting for the first time, but as soon as they saw each other, all the feelings of unfamiliarity in their hearts disappeared.
Xu Shi Yao couldn’t explain the feeling in his heart at that moment. It was a feeling he had never experienced in the past five years. It was as if a warm current had been injected into his cold body.
Meanwhile, Wu Chun was stunned by Xu Shi Yao’s apology.
It’s so strange…
The atmosphere between him and Xu Shi Yao was too strange.
“Um… Do you remember what my grandfather mentioned?” Wu Chun hastily brought up a topic.
As soon as Wu Chun’s words fell, there was a flash in front of his eyes, and a piece of tree bark appeared in front of him. A single sentence was written on it: “I am a ghost, and people fear ghosts.”
“I have always wondered under what circumstances I wrote that sentence. Now it seems that it must have been inspired by your grandfather. In the past they saw me as a ghost, and now they worship me as a god. It’s as if my identity is determined by their perception”
Humans fear ghosts and worship gods. But now it seems that ghosts and deities are merely identities they have assigned themselves, stemming from their inner fears and the need to find solace for their hearts in the existence of a figure they recognize.
Silent devotion is attributed to deities, while evil deeds are associated with ghosts.
In a world of black and white, how many ghosts have been falsely accused and how many gods have been mislabeled?
Wu Chun stared at the piece of bark, and after a while, he reached out and tugged at Xu Shi Yao’s sleeve.
“Who says you have the final say? You are neither a god nor a spirit.”
“Then what am I?”
Wu Chun’s lips curled up, and with a smile, he replied word by word, “You are Xu Shi Yao!”
…
After chatting for a while, Wu Chun anxiously urged Xu Shi Yao to bring out the other pieces of bark.
“Too many things have happened today, you must remember them well.”
Xu Shi Yao replied, and immediately, several pieces of bark appeared in front of them, emitting a faint green light as usual.
However, what surprised Wu Chun was that one of the pieces of bark had only a simplified outline of a female face.
Wu Chun had a vague answer in his heart, but before he could ask it aloud, the outline became more refined under Xu Shi Yao’s deepening. At the moment of the last stroke, it perfectly confirmed Wu Chun’s answer deep inside.
The person depicted in the painting was indeed Xu Shi Yao’s mother.
Wu Chun turned to the side and saw Xu Shi Yao’s eyes filled with tenderness.
It seemed like it took the other person two days to paint the entire face.
“Xu Shi Yao.”
Wu Chun called out softly, and his body subtly moved closer to Xu Shi Yao. Soon, they were pressed tightly against each other. Wu Chun wanted to grab Xu Shi Yao’s shoulder and stop her. Compared to him, Xu Shi Yao was taller and had broader shoulders. Wu Chun had to lift his shoulder high to barely make the gesture.
“Your mother is beautiful, isn’t she?” Wu Chun said with a smile. “Her painting skills are truly impressive.”
“Yes, she is beautiful,” Xu Shi Yao replied.
His eyes followed his mother, or perhaps it could be said that he added his own unique advantages to his mother’s.
Wu Chun didn’t even need to ask; he knew the intention behind Xu Shi Yao’s actions.
He could come every day, and in Xu Shi Yao’s perception, Wu Chun would always be a three-dimensional figure.
But when it came to Xu Shi Yao’s mother, if it wasn’t documented, there would probably only be two words with a slight hint of warmth. However, from that moment on, Xu Shi Yao’s mother was no longer a simple pair of words; she had become a clear and distinct face.
“Do you want me to make a family portrait for you, including your father?” Wu Chun asked.
Xu Shi Yao remained silent.
But from the eager look that collided with Wu Chun’s eyes when Xu Shi Yao turned her head, Wu Chun knew what the other person wanted.
“Wait, I’ll bring you a photo of your father tomorrow. If your father comes in the future, I’ll definitely bring him to see you,” Wu Chun said as he patted Xu Shi Yao’s shoulder.
This gesture made Wu Chun’s arm slightly numb. He and Xu Shi Yao had a noticeable height difference, so when Xu Shi Yao made this move, it felt natural, but it seemed strange when Wu Chun did it.
Wu Chun withdrew his arm after a moment of hesitation, but as soon as he did, he felt a slight weight on his shoulder. He turned his head to the side and saw Xu Shi Yao’s pale hand resting on his shoulder. With a slight tilt of his head, the back of Xu Shi Yao’s hand brushed against Wu Chun’s jawline, sending a brief electric current through him.
Wu Chun glanced sideways at Xu Shi Yao, but couldn’t see any changes on his face.
Meanwhile, his own earlobes had turned slightly red at this moment.
“Well…” Wu Chun’s mind began to race as he tried to break the somewhat inexplicable atmosphere. “This… since you are so talented in drawing, how about you draw a picture of me?”
Wu Chun just said it casually, wanting to change the mood between the two of them. However, he didn’t expect that right after his words fell silent, a piece of tree bark appeared right in front of him.
More than a dozen versions of himself were drawn on it.
The picture of him gardening…
The picture of him sitting on a tree with his legs crossed…
The picture of him pouting and putting his hands on his hips when he was angry…
There was even a picture of him wailing and crying…
Wu Chun was stunned when he saw them.
What’s going on here?
“That… you…” Wu Chun pointed at the tree bark in front of them, struggling to form a complete sentence. He wanted to ask Xu Shi Yao why he drew this, but his words got stuck in his throat every time he tried to speak.
“I’ve noticed that you’re different every day.”
Wu Chun’s mind felt like it had exploded a bomb. He had wanted to change the strange atmosphere he felt between himself and Xu Shi Yao, but now the atmosphere had become even stranger.
Wu Chun felt as if tiny insects were crawling all over his body, causing a tingling and slightly itchy sensation.
Now, Wu Chun was completely dumbfounded. As he looked at the image of himself in the painting, every shape was incredibly lifelike, and he unexpectedly felt a bit shy.
Wu Chun thought about telling Xu Shi Yao to quickly put down the piece of bark. If he were to stare at it all night, he would be extremely embarrassed. However, before he could express his thoughts, he noticed that Xu Shi Yao had added new content to the tree bark.
Moreover, Xu Shi Yao’s gaze kept shifting to Wu Chun’s face during the whole process of drawing.
Wu Chun felt uncomfortable under Xu Shi Yao’s piercing gaze. He wanted to speak up and interrupt, but when he saw Xu Shi Yao’s intensely serious expression, he couldn’t bring himself to do so. He had to endure the strange feeling caused by this atmosphere and silently watched as Xu Shi Yao finished the painting.
The moment Wu Chun saw Xu Shi Yao’s last brush stroke, he let out a slow breath and felt a sense of relief.
Even in the cool environment, he realized that he had broken out in a layer of sweat on his back.
“Do you feel hot?”
Xu Shi Yao’s sudden voice startled Wu Chun, and when confronted with this question, Wu Chun pursed his lips, unsure of how to answer.
“Not hot,” Wu Chun quickly replied.
“Then why is there so much sweat on your forehead?” Xu Shi Yao said as he hid the brush in his hand. He then reached up and touched Wu Chun’s forehead while keeping his other hand on Wu Chun’s shoulder.
The other person’s hand gently touched his forehead, and Wu Chun sat there stiffly, not daring to move.
Suddenly, Wu Chun realized what this scene was like.
Back in his senior year of high school, while running on the playground at night, Wu Chun witnessed the class advisor catching a young couple. At that moment, under the light of the class counselor’s flashlight, Wu Chun vividly saw a couple sitting at the far end of the playground in a posture similar to his and Xu Shi Yao’s current position.
After realizing this, a slight blush reappeared on Wu Chun’s earlobes that had just faded. This time, it wasn’t just his earlobes, his cheeks also began to blush slightly.
And just at that moment, Wu Chun suddenly felt a cool sensation on his forehead and shoulders, as if a chill had instantly enveloped his entire body.
The temperature was perfect before, but now it feels a bit cold.
Goose bumps immediately appeared on Wu Chun’s arms.
So this guy actually thought he was hot?
“Xu Shi Yao, I’m cold.”
The hand that touched Wu Chun’s forehead paused for a moment, and the cold sensation instantly disappeared. The temperature returned to its original state, and the goose bumps on Wu Chun’s arms slowly disappeared.
Wu Chun let out a slow breath, and in the next moment, he heard Xu Shi Yao ask, “Wu Chun, are you sick?”
A Soybean:
Sorry for being late today! I’ve been busy these past two days, and I would like to request a two-day leave!
Sob, sob, I’m really sorry, everyone.
Sick from love~~
Sick from the happiness of having a handsome husband ~~
So cute!!!!!
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It’s lovesickness.. 😗