Chapter 66: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 66: She Is Still Around
In the middle of the night, the blanket was kicked aside.
Three seconds later, the blanket was kicked away again.
"It's hot..."
An annoyed murmur sounded by his ear. Xiao Cheng opened his eyes and looked to the side. The girl's serene face remained undisturbed.
However, the blanket had completely covered him this time, leaving Bai Lu with only the upper part covering her, and the lower part, including her fair feet, exposed.
She was still kicking in her sleep with an imposing stride.
The wind created by the strides brushed over her ankles, and her furrowed brow slightly eased.
As soon as the strides stopped, her brow furrowed again. Then the strides resumed, repeating the cycle.
Perhaps the medicated wine had taken effect, and her ankles felt warm.
Xiao Cheng remembered the words of his grandparents, repeated verbatim, whispered into her ear: "It gets better when it's warm."
As the words fell, he got up and covered the blanket again.
Covering her entire lower body, including her feet.
Unexpectedly, before a second passed, Bai Lu kicked the blanket away again.
Kicking it away and turning her back to him, her feet against the wall through the mosquito net, seemingly feeling the cool temperature.
Muttering to herself: "Hot... the blanket is on fire... so hot... my feet are burning..."
As she spoke, she kicked the wall with her foot.
Whether out of anger or a desire to escape the imaginary fire, she kicked repeatedly. The mosquito net and the wall were fine, but her originally tender and smooth feet turned red.
Xiao Cheng pinched his brow, grabbed those dancing jade-like feet in his eyes, and pressed them onto the bed.
With the other hand, he pulled the blanket over.
Half a second before the girl kicked again, a warning fell into her ears: "Kick again, and I'll chop off your feet."
The chilling voice instantly immobilized her feet.
She stayed still for a long time, not moving.
However, Bai Lu's brow became even more tightly furrowed, her eyelashes trembled lightly, and her sleeping eyelids showed signs of waking up.
The man's voice returned to her ears, low and soothing: "I'll buy you wonton soup tomorrow."
Bai Lu's tightly furrowed brow immediately relaxed, her eyelashes settled down, and her eyelids stopped moving.
The corner of her mouth even slightly curved upward, as if she had a happy dream, so delightful that even the imaginary fire was extinguished joyfully.
In the pitch-black room as dark as ink, a low laugh from the man echoed, breaking the night's silence like calm water.
But it didn't disturb the beautiful dream of the woman.
A peaceful night's sleep until dawn.
...
Every year on this day, Xiao Wei would wake up before dawn, arrange the bedding, brush his teeth, wash his face, and go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, waiting for Xiao Cheng to wake up.
Because if he woke up late, Xiao Cheng wouldn't call him, wouldn't take him to sweep the graves of their parents.
Everything was the same as in previous years, starting from waking up.
The only difference was that Xiao Wei wore new clothes this year, not in bright red or purple but in a very ordinary color. Yet, it was new, like the new clothes his mother used to buy for him during the New Year when he was a child. Wearing it would make him happy, dispelling all the gloomy feelings.
Xiao Wei touched his new clothes gently, his usually straight lips slightly curved upwards.
After putting on his shoes, he opened the door.
Surprisingly, the first thing he saw when he raised his eyes was the tall figure that should not have gotten up yet, walking out of the yard.
So early this year?
An alarm went off in Xiao Wei's mind. He didn't dare ask anything and hurriedly ran after him.
The man heard the approaching footsteps but didn't stop. He kept walking, leaving a sentence behind.
"I'm going to buy breakfast."
Xiao Wei didn't believe it and hurriedly caught up to the doorway.
"What about Bai Lu?" Xiao Cheng spoke again.
The footsteps at the doorway paused, not moving anymore.
With his mind clear again, Xiao Wei finally remembered that there was still Bai Lu at home. This Qingming Festival, Bai Lu said she would accompany them to sweep the graves, and big brother silently agreed.
Big brother usually kept his promises to Bai Lu; if he couldn't, Bai Lu would ignore him and get angry.
Now, Bai Lu hadn't gotten up yet, hadn't come out with them, and big brother probably wouldn't go alone.
It would make Bai Lu angry, very troublesome.
After figuring everything out, Xiao Wei watched the tall figure leave without following. He obediently went back to brush his teeth and wash his face.
While brushing his teeth, he stared in the direction of the main house.
Halfway through brushing his teeth, that figure, whose smile was particularly gentle and sweet, finally came out.
Her silky long hair was tied in a low ponytail. With a slow pace, she stretched her arms in a big yawn, looking in this direction.
"Good morning, Xiao Wei!"
"Morning."
"Where's your brother?"
She entered the kitchen and came out again.
Holding the toothbrush, Xiao Wei honestly spoke, "He went to buy breakfast."
"Oh... why go outside to buy? I remember there's still rice at home. Is there no noodles?"
Bai Lu muttered to herself and returned to the kitchen, glanced at the cupboard, and saw there were still a lot of noodles in the bag.
She couldn't understand why Xiao Cheng went out to buy breakfast. Forget it, she didn't want to think about it. She squeezed toothpaste, washed her face, and left.
Just after finishing brushing her teeth, Bai Lu smelled a delicious fragrance accompanying footsteps approaching.
Her lazy eyes suddenly lit up.
It was wonton soup! Wonton soup! Wonton soup!
So Xiao Cheng also liked to eat wonton soup!
Bai Lu quickly finished brushing her teeth and washing her face, trotted to the main house, and sat down properly.
With elegance and speed, she picked up the chopsticks and, along with the patiently waiting big brother and Xiao Wei, started eating.
One person, one serving of wonton soup, was quickly devoured, and all three big bowls of soup were drunk dry.
Full and satisfied, it was time to set off.
Bai Lu checked the incense, paper money, grave floats, firecrackers... confirmed that nothing was left behind, and was about to pick up the bag to go out when Xiao Cheng took it from her.
He didn't say anything, just turned and left.
As a qualified hypnotherapist, Bai Lu could accurately perceive the customer's emotional changes at the first moment. Today, Xiao Cheng's emotions were very low.
Not sad or upset, just distant.
Although his face was still cold and indifferent, the overall aura had isolated itself from the world, rejecting all closeness, whether it be people or things.
The departing figure was lonely, desolate.
When they reached the mountain, Xiao Cheng still didn't speak. He picked up a shovel and started clearing the weeds around the grave. The drizzling rain fell on his shoulders, but it couldn't disturb him.
Xiao Wei also remained silent, using a sickle to cut the weeds. The entire mountain forest was silent, with only the sound of weed-cutting breaking the heavy atmosphere.
When lighting the candles, the rain lessened.
However, there was wind, blowing from the northwest. No matter how Xiao Cheng changed positions, he couldn't light the candles because the orange flame on the lighter was always blown out by the wind. His already deeply furrowed brow tightened.
The next second, a large straw hat appeared on his right side, blocking all the unruly winds perfectly.
Xiao Cheng was stunned and raised his head slightly.
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