Chapter 11: The Girl on the Swing
"How do you know!" Yang Caiwei found that Zhao Huchen brought her too many surprises, this man is like a book full of stories, you will always have a surprise waiting for you when you turn the next page, in fact, she is not very experienced, it is difficult for her to imagine why Zhao Huchen can understand so much at the same age.
"Guess." Zhao Huchen said softly, Yang Caiwei's father can write such a good hand, obviously the cultural background is not shallow, and the name he chose for his daughter with such a cultural background is of course not vulgar.
"I'm going to swing!" Yang Caiwei, who was about to express her dissatisfaction with Zhao Huchen's perfunctory, saw a swing in the open space in the park, and immediately jumped excitedly, trotted all the way to Qianqiu and sat down, and then motioned Zhao Huchen to help her push.
Zhao Huchen walked behind Yang Caiwei and gently pushed the swing, which drew a leisurely arc under the dim street lamps of the park, accompanied by Yang Caiwei's crisp laughter.
The loneliness of the night is a lot more colorful because of this crisp and pleasant laughter, as if even the street lamps are happy and brightened, standing under the light, Yang Caiwei is holding the swing with both hands, and Zhao Huchen is standing behind her and smiling at the joy of the girl in front of her.
The night was as cold as water, looking at Yang Caiwei's simple and uncomplicated smile, Zhao Huchen's heart quietly warmed.
Because of happiness and happiness, how many people can still do the simple and clear truth? I have been enduring the torment of my grandfather's death and the alienation of coming to a new environment, Zhao Huchen can feel the invisible separation between people from the moment he enters Pearl City, whether it is the waiter of the tea shop looking at him or the ambiguous look of the restaurant owner looking at the little white face, it has always made Zhao Huchen really touch the reality of the city, and now, standing in this park, looking at the simple and happy smile of the girl in front of him because of happiness, Zhao Huchen feels that he is finally relieved.
"You know, when I was a child, I liked swinging the most the most, I can still remember, the first time I swung on the swing, my father took me up, when I was young, I would be afraid of this kind of toy that made me lose my sense of balance, my mother sat next to me and protected me, and said to me rest assured, there is a mother who will not fall, and my father is behind us to push the swing for us, that day is more worthy of my memory than any other year's birthday, because the next day, father and mother separated. Later, I often went to the swing by myself, and every time I sat on the swing, I could feel very relaxed. Yang Caiwei didn't know when he had stopped, her toes touched the ground, lowered her head and whispered.
"I haven't experienced it, but I can understand it." Zhao Huchen looked at the girl in front of him who was not as simple and relaxed as she seemed, and said softly.
"But I don't blame anyone, when I was a child, I grew up like this, and even more so, which parent wants their child to be born in a single-parent family? If it's not unsustainable, we'll be together, now that we've separated, there's not much I can do for my children, and what I can do is try not to touch the wound in my father's heart, in fact, I know that he is more sad than me, he really loves his mother. Yang Caiwei raised her head and glanced at Zhao Huchen, and suddenly smiled; I don't know what's going on and suddenly I'm talking to you about these things, hum, you can't say it! You immediately forgot everything I said! ”
"There's no shame in that." Zhao Huchen's smile was like jade. Not every child of a single-parent family will only complain that their parents have given them an unsound family, and at this point, Yang Caiwei has enough reasons to make Zhao Huchen look sideways.
Money can buy luxury, but it can never buy elegance. A simple sentence that is not long clearly and sharply points out the huge difference between the nouveau riche and the real upper class, is the Yang family considered an upper class? Zhao Huchen, who had just been in contact with the outside world for less than twenty-four hours, didn't know, and didn't want to know, but at this moment, under the moonlight, Yang Caiwei, who was accompanied by hazy lights and vine swings across a leisurely arc, did have the temperament of a legendary princess.
There was silence between the two of them, and the atmosphere became somewhat silent but not awkward.
Yang Caiwei suddenly thought of a joke from her friend, when you can be alone with a boy without deliberately looking for a topic of silence but not feeling the atmosphere awkward, then something will definitely happen between the two. Thinking of this sentence, Yang Caiwei lowered her face and looked at her pretty face on her tiptoes, and quietly climbed into an imperceptible flush.
For Zhao Huchen, a young man who is not from a high background but is knowledgeable enough to make a high-achieving student from any academy ashamed, it is impossible for Yang Caiwei, who is a young girl to be pregnant, not to have a good impression, although this good feeling is far from rising to the height of love or love, but in any case, compared to those flies who know to annoy her all day long, this kind of good feeling is already valuable.
The insects whispered, and the autumn grass always hid countless secrets worth discovering, but when we actually approached, they fell silent, and everything in the darkness seemed so harmonious and spiritual.
In the dark, under the light, Zhao Huchen's eyebrows were quietly raised, and a slight vigilance flashed in the corners of his eyes.
Sure enough, the rapid sound of muffled fleshy paws stomping on grass and dead branches in the woods was heard, followed by a low snoring.
Definitely a beast of more than 100 kilograms!
The low whimper from his throat obviously had no kindness, Zhao Huchen took a step lightly, and Yang Caiwei, who was frightened by this strange sound, was protected behind him, and in the deep woods, the figure of the beast was getting closer and closer, and the heavy and low breathing and running sound were already close to his ears.
A pair of vicious eyes that appeared first were extremely fierce in the dark, and the deep pupils were full of ferocious intent at this time, and then, the entire body of this beast also jumped out of the darkness, and it turned out to be a purebred Tibetan mastiff!?
Zhao Huchen was surprised, and Yang Caiwei was even more frightened by the fierce appearance of the Tibetan mastiff, and subconsciously hid behind Zhao Huchen, although she didn't know how this Tibetan mastiff suddenly appeared here, but she would definitely not be so stupid as not to notice the hostility of this Tibetan mastiff.
Nine dogs become a mastiff, and any adult Tibetan mastiff dares to challenge jackals, tigers and leopards, and the surname is full of fierceness.
The crazy Tibetan mastiff obviously regarded Zhao Huchen as an enemy, and there was no hesitation at all, and after standing up straight, the huge Tibetan mastiff with a height of more than one meter jumped from the ground with a agility that absolutely did not match the figure, and the extremely long hair fluttered in the cold air, opening its bloody mouth.
Don't ignore the great abilities of a hunter, especially if the hunter has nearly a decade of solo hunting experience.
Although the Tibetan mastiff is fierce, in the eyes of Zhao Huchen, who has killed a blind bear with his bare hands, this Tibetan mastiff is not much different from an ordinary puppy.
"Ah!!h Of course, Yang Caiwei does not have the good concentration of Zhao Huchen, seeing this beast more fierce than a lion in the zoo rushing towards her, the fear in her heart exploded like an overturned oil pot, and the only thing she could rely on was the solid figure in front of her who was not burly but secure enough, and stretched out her hands to hug Zhao Huchen's waist, like grasping the last life-saving straw, this Nizi screamed with her eyes closed.
Compared with the attack of the Tibetan mastiff, what made Zhao Huchen a little surprised was Yang Caiwei's reflection, feeling the hands around his waist, Zhao Huchen's heart was aroused by the Tibetan mastiff The fierce surname was calmed down bit by bit, and he kicked the Tibetan mastiff out of the distance with a side whip leg.
The dull impact sound accompanied by the screams of the Tibetan mastiff made the whole situation turn around, and when Yang Caiwei was still waiting for the Tibetan mastiff to pounce, the Tibetan mastiff had been pitifully kicked out by Zhao Huchen.
Zhao Huchen patted Yang Caiwei's hand, and the girl reacted, and then felt that she was "shamelessly" sticking to Zhao Huchen's back, and hurriedly jumped away, and before she could ask what was going on, Zhao Huchen had already walked towards the dark woods.
And the embarrassed Tibetan mastiff has already come out again.
If it is so easy to succumb, the Tibetan mastiff will be ashamed of its name.
With the first experience, Yang Caiwei was no longer frightened by fear, and she barely calmed down when she noticed that Zhao Huchen seemed to have the ability to control the situation, and at the same time she was relieved and determined to complain fiercely to the security guards of Ziyuan and teach the owner of this Tibetan mastiff a bad breath.
Most of the people living in the Purple Garden are celebrities and noblewomen, and it is not strange to have some strange pets, but it is an unforgivable fault to let such a crazy Tibetan mastiff run around, what would happen if there was no Zhao Huchen today? Yang Caiwei couldn't even think about the consequences.
After experiencing a failure, the Tibetan mastiff was obviously much more careful, and the Tibetan mastiff, whose body was crawling forward and making an attack gaffe, stared at Zhao Huchen with a pair of pupils full of blood.
"Evil beast!" Zhao Huchen sneered.
The Tibetan mastiff seemed to be able to understand human speech, and its huge body came out again.
This time, without Yang Caiwei behind, Zhao Huchen let go a lot.
Lightning-like shot, as if a lightning bolt had crossed in the dark night, the speed of this shot was enough to make any martial arts master stunned, Zhao Huchen was extremely solid, his breath sank into the dantian, closed in his abdomen, and the two forces converged from his feet to the dantian, around his back, his arms, gathered on his fist,
A punch hit the Tibetan mastiff's jaw, this punch was different from the previous hasty leg, the Tibetan mastiff screamed, and its huge body smashed on the ground and raised a cloud of smoke and dust, knocking over countless flowers and trees and did not stand up again.
One punch beat the two-hundred-pound Tibetan mastiff to the point that it couldn't stand up, and its strength was simply terrifying.
Zhao Huchen stepped forward, the Tibetan mastiff that was knocked unconscious was trying to stand up, but the temporarily unbalanced body fell again and again, and when he saw Zhao Huchen coming, a trace of shock finally appeared in the Tibetan mastiff's vicious pupils.
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