Chapter 8: Young Man, Why You're Here?

"He's sick!" From the moment the boy left, Xun who had temporarily avoided walked from the shadows, his handsome face, his eyes were quiet, and his tone was full of affirmation, although he was asking about nothing, but his eyes fell on the back of the young man leaving. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info is thin and slender, and even speaking has a hard time, so what can such a person be if he is not sick.

"You found out. Without looking back, he looked at the door that was closed by the young man, his eyes were dark brown, the corners of his lips were coldly curved, and his tone was flat as usual.

"Yes, he's got a very serious illness. ”

"He'll come again!" Xun walked up to him, and did not ask him what kind of illness his youth had, but naturally followed his eyes and looked ahead.

"It's coming! There's something he has to take. The thin lips opened lightly, light but full of strength, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was faintly hidden.

The next evening, there were bursts of rain, and since yesterday, the rain outside has not stopped, and it is still pitch black, as if the heat brought by the successive sunny days before catharsis.

The house was quiet as usual, but there was no trace of the man's cat in the dark room, as if no one had ever existed in this house, but an abandoned house stood in an alley.

"Bell..." The old bell hanging on the edge of the door sounded, and the door of the crow was opened. The rain scattered and fell into the house as the door opened, wetting the clean footing of the door.

"Welcome to the East Crow Grocery Store again!" said "Again", indicating that the person who came was a familiar guest. For Dongya, there are only a handful of people who can take what they really want on the first day they come to the store.

"It turns out that I came here again, I just wanted to walk casually, but I unknowingly entered the store, so strange, as if something attracted me to come in!

"Because there's what you want, and if you don't take it, you'll still come. Without stepping on the light from the oil lamp, he walked to the boy and explained patiently and kindly.

"It's hard to think of what you want! Maybe today I want this, but tomorrow, I don't want it, so what should I do?" the boy finally showed his childish temperament of his age, and said very annoyedly, as if telling Wu that there are really a lot of things I want, "I want toy cars, I want pets, I want a lot of snacks, and there are many, many things I want." Isn't that what I really want?"

"From the heart, from the truth. You have to know why you want such a thing, for you or for someone else, or if you just never had it, you want it now, and you want it in the future!"

"Is that what 'real' means?" the boy asked rhetorically.

"Just ask your heart. He walked close to him, lowered his head, his brown pupils glowing with yellow and blue, faintly reflected in the clear eyes of the young man, and he was confused to see him pointing to his right chest, where the beating heart moved, and he clearly felt its beating.

"What do you want, do you want a healthy body, or a reason to live, or come back from the dead! The dark and deep eyes were not shocked, and the eyes of Wu were as unfathomable as a blue pool, and the pale index finger was against the young man's heart, meaning something.

He looked at him with a surprised face, and felt that the person in front of him was very incredible, what he said was indeed what he wanted, his face was pale, and after a moment of comfort, he returned to his original expression, but what he didn't know was that his face was even whiter now than when he first entered the door.

The boy suddenly developed a deep sense of curiosity about the man in front of him, and a voice in his heart told him that if it was the person in front of him, he might be able to accomplish what he wanted to do. Whether he was a man or a god, and why this shop existed, he had already made up his mind, if he had to choose, why not choose the person in front of him!

"Don't be surprised, the 'people' who can enter this store are all predestined, guided by fate. I know what you think in your hearts, and I have what you really want. But you have to say it yourself, and I'll give it to you. Hearing the answer in his heart, he didn't know what to expect, his red lips hooked slightly, and a shrewd light flashed on the round mirror.

"Boss, who the hell are you?" the boy couldn't help but ask subconsciously.

"I'm none. For such a question, Wu has long been surprised, because there are too many times, but his final answer will only be this.

Nothing is nothing!

Inside the house for a moment, there was silence, and only the sound of rain falling outside the house could be heard.

"Ah, you've already introduced yourself, and I'm still asking such an idiotic question. ”

Without smiling and silent, he looked at him quietly, holding the oil lamp in his left hand, little by little the oil was being consumed, and with it, the lighting in the room was getting darker and dimer, and the lamp was dry when the oil ran out.

The boy also saw this picture, looking at the faint glow of the oil lamp, and his thoughts were full of thoughts, and he was immersed in memories and could not extricate himself.

"Meow-" The cat's meow sounded suddenly, breaking the silence at this time, and the young man was also called back to consciousness, and his eyes were stunned to look at Xun who suddenly appeared in the sight of the two.

A faint smile hung on the corner of his pink lips, he slowly squatted down, and stretched out his slender hand to Xun without feet, just like Wu, the young man's hand was pale and bony, and slender.

It was obvious that he was showing favor to Xun, and he bent his palm slightly, signaling Xun to come forward. But Tsundere is used to looking for it, so naturally he won't give him a good face, just glanced at the other party lazily, and after making a circle, he took a nap at Wu's feet, and never opened his eyes again.

Despite Xun's deliberate ignorance, the young man still did not have a trace of chagrin and anger, but showed a hearty smile, his smile ignited the whole face, and the bright sunshine happened to add a little warmth to this gloomy rainy day.

Then, he slowly stood up, straightened the hem of his clothes, and after dusting off the creases, his thin eyebrows were raised slightly, his eyes were straight at Wu, and he said with a smile,

"Boss, give me an umbrella!" The innocent smile infected the whole room, and as he spoke, his slender and thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, which was his sincere answer.

The eyesless eyes were a little deeper, this was not what he really wanted, but it was also what he wanted at this moment.

"Speaking of which, I'm really embarrassed, I haven't found the umbrella you gave me yesterday for a long time, and I don't know why it disappeared. I'm so embarrassed!" the little head lowered its head and bowed deeply.

"It's supposed to go to a place that belongs to it, and you don't need to apologize. It will find the owner who wants it. What the boy didn't know was that the umbrella had quietly returned to its original position before he came, and that it was lying there peacefully on the shelf on one side of the bookshelf.

"Really?" the young man looked at the man in front of him with hope in his eyes.

"Of course. No smile.

He let out a happy "um", the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to be comforted, and he didn't know that he was really anxious when he couldn't find the umbrella, and when he heard him say this, the uneasy stone in his heart also fell. As he said, it's not a bad thing that what you've lost can make things easier for others.

"Do you still want an umbrella today?"

"yes, it's raining outside. He looked out the window at the dark rain, he didn't have anything with him before entering the door, and this time was no exception, it was still the same white long swing and short sleeves from yesterday, and there was no rain on his body, and there was no trace of wetting.

What makes people feel strange is why he left to ask for an umbrella, he obviously can't get drenched in the rain. However, for Dongya, the customers who can enter the store are not ordinary people.

Wu Wei nodded in acknowledgement, turned around and walked to the bookshelf behind him, and took out an umbrella from the same place, but it was not the same one.

Carrying the oil lamp that was about to burn out, he stretched out his right hand and handed him an orange umbrella, his plain face with a soft light, and his eyes under the round mirror were dark and dark.

"Boss, you really have a lot of umbrellas!" the boy took the orange umbrella in surprise, and changed the color of the same style as yesterday.

"Because it's what you want, I've got it all. He said something strange and reasonable, which made the boy cry and laugh.

"I see. Now that I've got what I want, I'll take my leave, I don't know when the rain outside will be!" the boy replied with a simple smile and prepared to leave.

"Goodbye"

"Well, goodbye!" said the boy politely as he opened the door, and then stepped into the rain with an orange umbrella and left.