The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife(7)

 

Chapter 7: Let's Go to Bed Early

When Xiao Cheng was pulled away by Bai Lu, the wooden stick was about to hit Liu Guanggun's head, just a hair's breadth away.

His hand was then gently taken away by warm softness.

After hearing her explanation, the surrounding gazes, no longer filled with fear and disgust, seemed to plant a seed in his heart, taking root in the corners filled with gloom.

An unprecedented experience, indescribable feelings, but certainly not the rejection he felt before.

Even sleeping in Bai Lu's room became natural, as if it was meant to be.

Yes, because the storage room leaked, although it was fixed, the mosquito net was washed, and the bed was still wet.

While lying on the bed, Bai Lu tossed and turned, unable to sleep, feeling like she had forgotten something.

"Oh, right!"

She remembered what she had forgotten.

Getting up and stepping over Xiao Cheng, who was sleeping outside, she rushed to the big bag in the corner, rummaging through it.

In no time, she came out holding something.

Xiao Cheng watched the door open and close, furrowing his brow. Why didn't she ask him to move aside and instead stepped over him?

Late at night, where else could she be going?

"Knock, knock, knock—"

Xiao Wei was applying medicinal alcohol to his knee when he heard the knocking. Startled, he hurriedly put down his pants.

Putting the alcohol back in the drawer, he went to open the door.

"What are you here for?"

Seeing Bai Lu, the little guy's tone wasn't very good, and there was a hint of hidden disappointment in his eyes.

Bai Lu shrugged, staring at Xiao Wei from head to toe, then took out the new school bag hidden behind her and placed it on the wooden table.

"Your new school bag."

Hanging on the back of the chair by the wooden table was an old cloth bag with a crooked needle and thread, containing textbooks.

Bai Lu glanced at it for a moment, then waved to Xiao Wei, who was staring at the new school bag: "Come here."

"I'll check where you're injured."

Xiao Wei thought she wanted him to see the new school bag, raised his foot to take a step, but stopped when he heard her words.

Shaking his head, he said, "I'm not injured."

Bai Lu extended her finger and lightly tapped the tabletop, saying softly, "I smell the scent of medicinal alcohol. If I'm not mistaken, it should be medicated oil."

When her face was covered with a sack, she couldn't see anything, but she heard the sound of a heavy object falling.

Could the little guy have been beaten?

Despite Xiao Wei feeling uncomfortable under her scrutinizing gaze, he still stubbornly refused to admit.

"Then let me open the drawer and take a look, okay?" Bai Lu asked, already starting to pull the drawer open.

"If you're injured and don't tell me, the wound won't heal properly, and it will get worse. I can help you, or your brother can."

"No need!" Xiao Wei shook his head forcefully, indicating a firm refusal.

But that didn't stop Bai Lu from opening the drawer.

"It is indeed medicated oil..."

Medicated oil originated from Hong Kong and was mainly used for treating rheumatism, promoting blood circulation, dispelling stasis, and treating bruises and sprains...

Bai Lu's grandfather was a military officer, and they had medicated oil at home, gifts from his old friends.

When she was training as a child and got bruises, her grandfather used this to apply on her. The memory was still vivid.

However, this thing wasn't cheap in the 90s, and ordinary people couldn't afford it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wei had it.

"That was left by my mom." Xiao Wei explained against the norm, as if he was afraid Bai Lu would misunderstand something. He added, "If my big brother gets injured, he can use it too."

Bai Lu raised an eyebrow, chuckled softly, and beckoned to him again. "Come here. Let me see where you're injured. If you don't let me, I'll call your brother over to check."

Indeed, Xiao Cheng was like a reaper.

Even a seven-year-old was afraid of him, and without saying a word, he came over. "It's just a bump on the knee, no injuries elsewhere."

Seven-year-old Xiao Wei was also quite tough. Bai Lu didn't want to lift his clothes, so she used her fingers to touch him over his clothes, left and right.

By observing his subtle expressions, judging if there were any injuries elsewhere, fortunately, except for the knee, there was only a bruise on the shoulder and neck, probably from being kicked.

The clothes taken off the end of the bed had a big muddy footprint, and Bai Lu's eyes felt a little hot.

This was... for the injuries she suffered.

"Hiss!"

His shoulder was suddenly pressed hard, and Xiao Wei, in pain, instinctively recoiled, frowning and staring at Bai Lu.

Bai Lu withdrew her hand awkwardly. "I didn't mean to. I heard that pressing like this can disperse the blood stasis on the wound faster, and it will heal faster, restoring a healthier body."

Xiao Wei found it strange.

Bai Lu put the medicated alcohol back in the drawer, raised her hand to gently rub the top of the little guy's head. "In the future, when you encounter someone you can't beat, run away a bit. Children don't have the strength of adults. If you accidentally get seriously injured, you might not grow tall. You don't want to be much shorter than your brother, right?"

When Xiao Wei heard the first part, he wanted to retort, but as soon as the word "brother" came out, he immediately retracted what he was about to say.

Bai Lu seemed to have found a way to control him.

"Alright, it's late. Let's go to bed early. We have to go to school tomorrow."

Xiao Wei stared at Bai Lu's back, wanting to say something but stopping, unable to hide the delighted look in his eyes. He turned the new school bag several times, back and forth, and saw her about to leave.

After biting his teeth, a slightly reluctant voice came out, "Um, is the school bag for me?"

Bai Lu turned around, smiled, "Of course, study well. The school bag was bought with your brother's money."

With that, she gently closed the door.

Turning around, she saw Xiao Cheng leaning against the door, arms crossed, in a relaxed posture, his deep eyes as profound as the sea, with a hint of indifferent laziness. He looked at her with a faint, playful smile.

There was still a hint of a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

The clock on the wall struck ten times.

Bai Lu's head buzzed, suddenly feeling a bit cold. The smile on her face became even more radiant. "It's very late. Let's go to bed early."

Saying that, she swiftly ran back to her room.

Faster than a rabbit.

The bed was large enough for two people, even if they each had their own blanket, it was more than enough.

But Bai Lu curled up like a zongzi, huddled inside, almost as if she wanted to disappear into the wall.

Oh my God!

She had grown up without ever being in a romantic relationship, let alone sleeping with a man. She was just a bit nervous, afraid—no, no, no! She wasn't nervous, she wasn't afraid! She just wasn't used to it!

Perhaps because she rolled up too thick, when the man lay down, there was only a slight creaking sound, and there wasn't much sinking. Bai Lu blinked her eyes.

She inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

What she was worried about just now was the load-bearing capacity of the wooden bed. Yes, that's right!

Thinking back to the first time they met, she was almost hypnotized by Xiao Cheng. Bai Lu still had lingering fears.

When she looked at his information, she knew he was not simple.

After entering his memories, she was even more shocked.

If it weren't for the safety of her father and grandfather, she wouldn't have taken the risk and discovered the unknown side of him. It turned out that all darkness had its source.

Xiao Cheng was supposed to be like ordinary people, with a happy family, a beautiful childhood, loving parents, and parents running a wonton shop on the street with a thriving business.

Everything shattered when he was three years old.

  

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