0p0 Chapter 212: Even as a Zombie I Have to Go to Work (23)
Chapter 212: Even as a Zombie I Have to Go to Work (23)
"Squeak, this place is so big and beautiful, just like on TV, with fountains, flowers, and a brother who is three years older than me. He taught me how to use the things here, don't worry..."
"Are you okay, Zhizhi? I've entered a new school with my brother. I've never seen such a big place before. It's not only like home, but it has fountains and gardens, and even a swimming pool!"
"I saw the photos you sent me. Tangtang has recovered really well, all thanks to my brother's help. I must thank him very much."
"Did you receive the letter, Zhizhi? I used my classmate's phone today, but I hung up accidentally because I ran out of credit. My brother said that my dad doesn't like phone calls, so there is no phone at home. I don't know how long it will take you to receive this letter. I will write to you often!"
"It's okay, Zhizhi. I know you want to accompany the dean's mother. You are the only one who can accompany her. I will make a lot of money in the future, so that the dean's mother will no longer have to work so hard."
"My letter was returned today. It's been so long since we last met. I really want to go back. Dad will definitely agree next time."
"I got first place in today's test. I'm so excited, Zhizhi. But my brother doesn't seem very happy. But it doesn't matter. I can make a lot of money in the future..."
"My brother gave me a bouquet of flowers. I love them so much. Besides you, he is the only one who gave me flowers. Why haven't I received any reply from you recently? Is there something wrong?"
"I haven't written to you for a long time, Zhizhi. Actually, I want to tell you a secret... I, I think I like my brother. He confessed to me today. I'm really happy. We are not related by blood. Do you think... will Dad agree..."
This was the last letter Chu Yizi received, and also the last letter Jing Nan wrote before his death.
Even after many years, he still remembers it vividly.
Jing Nan will never know that he had been replying to her letters and had written many of them. He used all the money he saved to write letters, but she never received any.
He was twelve years old that year. With the help of all his friends in the orphanage, he secretly collected the money for the bus fare and went to Jingnan's school with a bouquet of rapeseed flowers.
That day he ran over happily and saw Jing Nan, who was covered in blood.
The friendly classmate is fake, the amiable adoptive father is fake, and the gentle and handsome brother is even more fake.
They are just a bunch of animals in clothes.
The school is indeed beautiful and the fountain is indeed big, but these cannot cover up their hypocritical mask.
What Jing Nan thinks is love, what she thinks is home, and the seemingly beautiful school, are all hiding groups of demons.
Chu Yizi only regretted that he was too young at that time and did not see any clues from Jing Nan's seemingly beautiful letters.
In this technologically advanced age, they have been communicating in the most primitive way.
The funny thing is that these have become the best proof.
He was twelve years old when Jing Nan left, and he was also twelve years old when Jing Nan left.
That year, they took away her when she was twelve years old, and six years later they also took away him when he was twelve years old.
No one knew what decision Chu Yizi made at that moment when he saw Jing Nan like that, but everything was different after that.
He walked straight forward, ignoring the footsteps behind him, not caring about the silent system space, and not caring about the darkness ahead, he just kept walking straight.
……
Feng Mulin was stunned for a few seconds before being brought back to reality by his own unconscious shouting.
As expected, there was no response. He looked deeply in the direction of Chu Yizi and quickly chased after him.
As we walked forward, the flashlight became weaker and weaker. Two figures walked in the darkness, one in front and one behind, casting two long shadows against the light.
With the last glimmer of light, Chu Yi went down the stairs.
As soon as he stood firm, a familiar smell hit him in the face. This pungent smell was more than ten times stronger than the previous one, making him almost nauseous.
But even so, he still had no intention of stopping. He kept walking forward without pausing, until he felt the soles of his shoes were wet, and then he finally stopped.
The facts are right in front of us, and the answer is obvious even without a flashlight.
The sound of footsteps was heard above his head. Fortunately, Chu Yizi had reached a certain level of Qi cultivation in the previous world, and he even heard the sound of several glass containers colliding.
"Be careful!" He was about to take a few more steps down when he suddenly felt someone pulling his arm hard. Due to inertia, he had to fall into that person's arms.
He tried to pull his hand back, but the other person held it even tighter. Chu Yizi's eyes flickered a few times in the darkness, and he stopped struggling.
The two of them stumbled up a few steps, and Feng Mulin didn't let go of their hands until they were sure it was safe.
The deathly silence made the two of them fall into silence again.
Feng Mulin's face was hidden in the darkness with his back to the light. Chu Yizi couldn't see his expression and didn't say anything.
He has seen too many examples of this. He is not a teenager anymore. He has seen the intrigues and betrayals in the business world, all kinds of feuds and calculations against each other.
Feng Mulin is different from anyone else. He is simple and innocent, and he has the purest sincerity in the world.
It's just... he doesn't understand himself well enough.
He didn't know what kind of person he fell in love with, nor how hard that person's heart was.
His mind was in a state of confusion, and the chaotic thoughts forced him to make a decision.
Recalling the past, it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sad. It was the first time someone was so nice to him, the first time he felt concerned about him.
Looking at the shadow in front of him, he always felt that their first meeting seemed to have happened not long ago.
That was the first mission he completed accidentally, and it was also their destiny.
In fact, he didn't necessarily mean it. There weren't many people he treated sincerely in his life, but he rarely made mistakes.
He had been on high alert since Wangcai persuaded him to be with Feng Mulin.
Apart from the previous coincidence, Feng Mulin was indeed very good to him. His appearance made Chu Yizi's unwavering heart waver for the first time.
But he didn't really see Yizhi clearly.
Feng Mulin had no idea what he was thinking. He moved his lips a few times but no sound came out.
He knew that Chu Yizi, who seemed to be the most profit-oriented, was actually the last one to give up on him, but it was precisely because he knew this that he could not tell him.
Chuchu is very capable and has a lot of ideas. He knows exactly what he wants and what he wants to get, and he works hard for his goals every moment.
Even if he fails or encounters setbacks, he is always so optimistic and continues to stand up and work hard.
He knew that before meeting him, Chu Yizi was living a good life. His Chuchu was optimistic, positive and optimistic, and he should not be affected by anything.
Chu Chu had to complete missions to survive. In this situation, did she want him to accompany her to do something that would most likely lead to her losing her soul?
At this moment, he finally understood what his predecessors had said -
Don’t fall in love with someone in the fast-travel world, because you can’t even protect him.
Feng Mulin pinched his fingers and finally couldn't help but speak, "What if... I mean what if, we..."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Yizi suddenly smiled, his dark eyes curved into a crescent, his eyes sparkling, "Okay."
Feng Mulin raised his head instantly and looked at him in astonishment, "Chu Chu?"
Chu Yizi avoided him, walked over, picked up the flashlight that fell on the ground, and shone it on his face, "Didn't you hear me? I mean, I agree."