EBE Chapter 133 Buying Mung Bean Cakes
Chapter 133 Buying Mung Bean Cakes
A white luxury car was speeding down the highway.
The surrounding scenery flashed by quickly, with green trees, blue sky, and distant rolling mountains forming a beautiful picture.
Sunlight streamed through the car windows, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere inside.
The journey was uneventful, and after only thirty minutes, the vehicle finally arrived at its destination.
Before them stood a villa, Lin Wanchu's former house.
They didn't linger. Lin Wanchu went to park the car, and Lu Xue opened the door and rushed into the bathroom to prepare hot water for Chi Miaomiao.
Chi Miaomiao woke up halfway through the journey and ate her sandwich and milk in small bites.
After eating some food, Chi Miaomiao had some strength, so Lu Xue led her into the bathroom to take a bath.
Chi Miaomiao stepped barefoot on the floor, feeling that everything in front of her was unreal. She cautiously pointed to her clothes and pants, as if to express whether she would get the place dirty.
Lu Xue spoke gently, reassuring Chi Miaomiao, "No, no, just treat this place as home."
"Quickly test the water temperature. Do you want me to help you take off your clothes and take a bath?"
Chi Miaomiao blushed deeply and lowered her head in embarrassment, as if she wanted to stare a hole through the floor.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go out and wait for you."
"Can I do it alone?"
Chi Miaomiao nodded, and Lu Xue turned and left, gently closing the door behind her.
Only after confirming that Lu Xue had left did Chi Miaomiao slowly begin to take off her clothes.
She gently unbuttoned her clothes, which slowly slid down, revealing her shoulders, then her back, and finally her arms.
As her clothes fell completely off, the crisscrossing scars on Chi Miaomiao's body were revealed.
The petite and thin Chi Miaomiao had no clothes to cover her.
The girl's arms were thin and pale, but covered with heartbreaking scars.
These scars are arranged neatly and densely.
Each line was straight, extending from her wrist to her elbow, looking like some kind of malicious sewing work, stitching her skin together and then tearing it open.
Some of the scars are relatively new, showing a bright red or pink color, indicating that the wound has not been healing for very long.
Their edges are slightly raised, as if new skin is trying to repair the tears that have occurred.
Some of the older scars are silvery-white, like brushstrokes drawn by time on her arms.
These scars have faded, but are still clearly visible, exuding a desolate beauty.
Despite the horrifying and shocking scars on her arms, Chi Miaomiao remained unusually calm.
She gently stroked her arm, as if comforting herself, or perhaps recalling the stories behind those scars.
Her eyes held a faint sadness, yet also an indescribable strength.
There wasn't a single good spot on his entire body.
The scars are deeply etched into the skin, as if a limb had been cut off and then stitched back together, one stitch at a time.
Chi Miaomiao's skin appeared uneven due to these scars.
Especially the clean cut on the neck, it looked like the entire head had been neatly cut off.
Rough and conspicuous scars encircled her neck, like an irregular necklace.
The scar is a different shade of color than the rest of the skin, and its edges are irregularly jagged, giving it an eerie and unsettling feel.
Her body was like a map that was constantly being redrawn, with each scar a forgotten place name.
Chi Miaomiao stood there quietly, letting the light reveal her past.
A stifling silence filled the air as Chi Miaomiao bent down and stepped into the bathtub, letting the warm water engulf her body.
She hadn't had a proper bath in a long time.
Hopefully, they won't be frightened by seeing these horrific scars.
Cheng Cuo leaned back on the sofa, reverting to his usual carefree demeanor, but the movement of his fingers betrayed his true feelings.
Lu Zhi also sat on the sofa, supporting his head with one hand, his right leg bent and crossed over his left, his slender fingertips casually tapping his knee.
Jiang Qi, standing beside her, wore a pure black coat that accentuated his tall and slender figure; every part of him was just right.
However, at this moment, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his gaze was indifferent, as if he was troubled by something and somewhat restless.
Sitting on the far side, Yu Hansheng's bangs covered his eyebrows and eyes, leaving only half of his chin exposed, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line.
Lin Wanchu parked her car and returned, gently pushing open the door and stepping into the spacious and bright living room.
I saw four big men crammed together on a sofa.
They just sat there quietly.
Such a scene is perfect for taking photos on the spot; they could be published in a fashion magazine without any editing and become the center of attention.
Lu Xue was washing fruit in front of the sink, her soft black hair tied in a braid with stray hairs falling around her temples.
She was wearing Lin Wanchu's apricot-colored woolen coat, her nose was straight and delicate, her lips were red and small, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing two small dimples.
Once Chi Miaomiao has finished her bath, she can eat directly.
Lu Xue washed the fruit and turned to take it out, but saw Lin Wanchu leaning against the door with her arms naturally crossed, watching her for who knows how long.
She spoke with a faint smile, "Why didn't you call me to wash the fruit? It's so cold."
As they spoke, he took the fruit plate and put Lu Xue's hands into his warm pockets.
"Ah Chu, I'm not stupid. I washed it with hot water."
Upon entering the living room, Lu Xue raised a question.
"Hey, where did Xiaodie and Xiaoyan go? I can't find them."
"They've gone to get their clothes ready."
Jiang Qi touched his nose and answered, then straightened up and walked out the door, with Lu Zhi following closely behind.
Although it wasn't their business, Jiang Qi still wanted to go out and wander around aimlessly.
The winter wind was biting, the sky was a pale gray, and the temperature was so low that it was almost impossible to breathe.
Jiang Qi's cheeks were flushed from the cold, his hands were in his pockets, and his feet stomped on the snow-covered ground with a dull thud.
The exhaled breath quickly condensed in the cold air, forming wisps of white mist.
As if by some strange twist of fate, Jiang Qi found himself in front of a convenience store.
Even if Lu Zhi doesn't say anything, his presence is very strong.
Jiang Qi stood in front of the glass door of the convenience store, breathing out air continuously.
Just as he was about to push open the door, a friendly voice from inside the store called out, "Welcome!"
The voice, warm and friendly, drifted through the crack in the door, seemingly creating a cozy slit in the cold air.
Jiang Qi gently pushed open the door and stepped into the convenience store.
The bell on the door rang out crisply, announcing the arrival of the customer.
Upon entering the store, Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi were immediately enveloped by the warm and bright lighting, a stark contrast to the cold and gloomy atmosphere outside.
The store is neat and orderly, with a wide variety of goods on the shelves, ranging from food to daily necessities.
Jiang Qi strolled around at a leisurely pace, then turned and came to a corner.
A mother and daughter were shopping under the warm lights, adding a touch of homey warmth.
The little girl was about five or six years old. She was wearing a thick pink cotton coat, blue thermal pants, and fluffy snow boots, making her look both cute and warm.
Her little nose was slightly red from the cold, but this did not affect her movements at all.
This was the snack area, and the little girl's eyes were drawn to the mung bean cakes on the shelf.
It was a beautifully packaged pastry sprinkled with tiny pink flowers, looking both tempting and unusual.
The little girl wanted to take a closer look at the box of mung bean cakes, but she found that it was placed on a higher shelf, at eye level.
She tried to stand on tiptoe, stretching out her little hands, hoping to reach the tempting box of mung bean cakes.
But she found that no matter how hard she tried, she was still just a little bit short.
She turned around and called to her mother in her childish voice, "Mommy, I want to see that mung bean cake, can you get it for me?"
Her voice echoed softly in the convenience store, carrying a hint of unease and anticipation.
The mother smiled and bent down to pick up the little girl so that she could see the various foods on the shelf better.
"Honey, which one do you want?"
"Mom asked gently, her eyes full of love," her mother asked.
"The green one with the little flower pattern!"
The little girl excitedly pointed to her favorite mung bean cake, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Mom reached out and took the box of mung bean cakes, gently placing it in the shopping basket.
The little girl clapped her hands happily, a satisfied smile on her face.
Then the little girl noticed Jiang Qi's gaze and greeted him in a clear, sweet voice.
"Hello big brother, would you like some mung bean cake too?"
As she spoke, she shook a box of mung bean cakes in her hand, her eyes sparkling.
"I can ask my mom to buy it for you!"
Beside her, her mother seemed unconcerned about the little girl's outrageous remarks, and simply smiled gently at her.
Jiang Qi smiled and declined the little girl's offer. Once the mother and daughter were completely gone, the few remaining boxes of mung bean cakes on the shelf were all gone.
Lu Zhi followed closely behind Jiang Qi, watching Jiang Qi pay the bill.
His face held a half-smile, with a hint of resentment at the corner of his mouth.
"She actually called you brother."
Stepping out of the convenience store, Jiang Qi chuckled helplessly, "Seriously, you're bothered by even how I address you?"
"Yes, I do mind. I don't like it when people call you 'brother' so affectionately."
Jiang Qi's lips curved into a deeper smile as he softly called out to Lu Zhi and spoke earnestly.
Anyone can call me "brother," but I will always be your brother.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Lu Zhi's eyes lit up instantly, and his face revealed undisguised joy.
My brother has also opened up to me and wants to record it in his little notebook.
Mother, you're actually right.
Monsters have no heart; we don't know how to love, let alone believe in love.
But do you know what?
In countless encounters with my brother, I couldn't help but fall in love with him.
Similarly, the older brother is the same.