EBE Chapter 272 The Idiot Widow of Red Persimmon Village (7)
Chapter 272 The Idiot Widow of Red Persimmon Village (7)
Xing Chen rubbed his palm gently.
At this moment, he realized Dahuang's good intentions.
It's good to be a fool. Being a fool doesn't require you to be responsible.
When a normal person takes the initiative to show affection, that in itself is a hint. In the case where the other person has an extreme liking for you, it's like delivering the favor right to your doorstep.
As time goes by, the possessiveness of the slices will become stronger and stronger. Once they cross the critical point, they will not let you go no matter what.
But fools are different. They can get close to whoever they like, as long as they look innocent and pure, as if they know nothing, and just look at them innocently.
They will also be embarrassed to take action.
Xingchen felt a little refreshed.
Chu Luo's palms were broad and warm, with calluses of just the right thickness, and they felt itchy when they touched his face.
The familiar breath made Xingchen's body feel numb and tingling uncontrollably.
He didn't dare to move or think about anything else, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Chu Luo sat beside the bed, quietly looking at Xingchen's sleeping face in the moonlight, reluctant to let go of the little face in his palms.
After looking for a while, he seemed to be possessed by some strange spirit and slowly bent down towards Xing Chen.
There was a sound from the door, and Chu Luo stopped half a foot away from Xingchen.
Wen Luo's voice sounded deep behind him: "Chu Luo, it's time to go to bed."
Chu Luo bent over without moving, and gently rubbed the corner of Xing Chen's lips with his thumb, reluctant to let go.
"Go to sleep." Wen Luo walked behind him, his voice a little colder.
Chu Luo stood up unwillingly, moved his hand away from Xing Chen's face, and without even looking at Wen Luo, went to the bed next to him, pulled his quilt to the edge of the bed, and lay down.
Wen Luo: "You sleep inside."
Chu Luo sat up suddenly, looked at Wen Luo and asked, "Why?"
Wen Luo looked at him quietly, his tone unquestionable: "I said, you sleep inside."
Chu Luo kicked the quilt heavily to express his dissatisfaction.
Although I was reluctant, I finally listened to my brother and pulled the quilt to the inside.
He faced the wall with his back to Wen Luo, covered himself with the quilt, and lay down angrily.
Wen Luo stood silently beside the bed.
After Chu Luo fell asleep, the room was very quiet, so quiet that he could hear two different breathing sounds.
The sound of Xingchen's breathing was clear and subtle. Once it entered his ears, he could no longer hear any other sound.
Wen Luo stood by the bed for a long time before he spread out his quilt and lay down silently.
He stared quietly at the dark beams above his head, his ears filled with the sound of Xingchen's breathing, and his heart felt empty.
It was unknown how long it had been, but the large beam of moonlight that poured in from the window lattice had moved to the wall. Chu Luo had fallen asleep in anger, and Wen Luo turned to look at Xing Chen.
Wen Luo felt empty inside, he felt that this was not right.
There should be someone in his arms who likes to bury his head in his heart and occupy the entire space of his heart.
Xing Chen kicked off the quilt in his sleep, half of his body was exposed, and his white wrist seemed to glow like jade in the dark night.
Wen Luo got up silently and walked over to help Xing Chen cover himself with the quilt again.
Xing Chen's wrist was resting on the edge of the bed. He hesitated for a moment, carefully held Xing Chen's wrist, and tucked it into the quilt.
After letting go of his hand, the delicate touch of the skin on his fingertips lingered for a long time, and Wen Luo stood there in a daze.
Xingchen was not very restful when he was sleeping. His hand, which had just been put into the quilt, moved a little and reached out to the bed again.
This time, Wen Luo did not hold Xing Chen's wrist, but held his hand. After putting him into bed, he did not leave immediately.
He squatted down gently beside the bed, and after he held the little guy's hand, he no longer kicked the quilt or stretched out his hands, and was as obedient as a soft kitten.
Wen Luo allowed himself to look at his face quietly in the darkness. The temperatures of their palms merged, and Wen Luo's palms were even hotter, making Xing Chen's palms damp.
Xing Chen couldn't pretend anymore.
He turned over and just happened to hold down Wen Luo's hand.
Wen Luo was so frightened that he dared not move, fearing that he would be scared when he woke up and saw him.
Xing Chen seemed to feel that he had pressed something. He muttered softly and actually held Wen Luo's hand. Then he gently opened his eyes.
Wen Luo's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
At that moment, facing his own chaotic heart, he simply wanted to run away.
"elder brother."
Xingchen's voice was light and soft, like a heavenly sound coming from a beautiful dream.
Wen Luo's trembling heartbeat finally slowly subsided.
"Did I wake you up?" Wen Luo leaned close to him, his voice as light as a spring breeze, passing by gracefully.
Xing Chen shook his head, unwilling to let go, and held Wen Luo's hand tightly.
Wen Luo felt a burning heat in his heart, and the two of them clasped their hands tightly together.
After a long while, Wen Luo spoke again: "It's late at night, Xingchen, be good, close your eyes and have a good sleep."
Xing Chen stared at him for a while, then closed his eyes reluctantly.
Only then did I begin to truly fall asleep.
Xing Chen guessed that Wen Luo might not be able to sleep most of the night.
The scene of Chu Luo touching his face would definitely irritate Wen Luo. He could only wait until Chu Luo fell asleep and then find a way to make things fair.
The mattress on the bed was soft and thick, and there was an aura around him that was so familiar that it went deep into his bones, making Xing Chen feel fascinated and at peace. He had managed to hold on until now with great difficulty.
Xing Chen was afraid that if he lost consciousness, he would roll over and crawl onto the opposite bed to sleep in the middle.
After Xing fell asleep, he didn't know when Wen Luo let go of his hand and went back to sleep. When he woke up, it was already noon outside.
Xing Chen got dressed and went out, and saw an old carriage parked at the gate of the courtyard.
Chu Luo stood in the yard with an ugly look on his face. When he saw Xing Chen coming out, his smile seemed a little forced.
"Breakfast is warm on the stove, go and eat." He said in a gentle voice.
Xing Chen glanced at the carriage at the door, then obediently followed Chu Luo to eat.
After he finished his meal, Wen Luo came in from outside. Chu Luo took the bowl from Xing Chen's hand and went to the well to wash it, as if he couldn't bear to hear what Wen Luo was going to say next.
Wen Luo sat down opposite Xing Chen.
Xing Chen knew that he had something to say, so she looked at him with her beautiful eyes and sat down obediently waiting.
Wen Luo hesitated for a long time under his gaze, and then said with difficulty: "Xing Chen, Chu Luo and I will take you back to Dahuaishu Village right away and let you go home, okay?"
Xingchen's clear eyes were slowly filled with loss, and the starlight dimmed.
He lowered his eyes, looked at the dining table in front of him, and said softly, "Don't want me anymore."
Wen Luo felt a sharp pain in his heart: "Xing Chen, it's not that the brothers don't want you anymore, it's that you are not suitable here. If you continue like this, we...we will scare you one day."
Xing Chen lowered his head and whispered, "Xing Chen, be obedient."
Chu Luo, who was standing at the door, threw the bowl in his hand fiercely against the wall, and the sound of shattering porcelain pieces exploded in the yard.
Xing Chen's heart trembled when he heard this. It seemed that classmate Chu Luo was really angry.
Xing Chen felt a little distressed and a little amused.
He wanted to see whether these two guys would be willing to abandon him.