Chapter Forty-Seven: The Reason for the Heartbeat

Raising his head to look at the gray sky, Zhu Xishi suddenly felt that it was like his own heart, and inexplicably forgot what the sunny sky looked like, and replaced it with an endless haze.

In the past two days, she has been like a plague, and she has even lost the strength to fight with Zhao Xiaoba. Instead, the sequelae are that she always wants to wander, always be in a daze, and what's even more terrifying is that she will sigh.

Zhu Xishi didn't know what he was sighing about. Who can be blamed for this? I only blame myself for being a woman, and I am too prone to sentimentality.

"Girl, take it, your silver ticket."

The owner of the money bank, who carefully exchanged the scales, exchanged the silver deposited by Zhu Xishi into a silver ticket and handed it to her who was in a daze on the wooden platform.

"Girl?"

It seems that Zhu Xishi in front of him is too distracted, and the boss can't help but raise his voice again, reminding Zhu Xishi who is too involved.

"Oh"

Looking up at the boss with a confused look, Zhu Xishi's stunned appearance was obviously not sober yet, and the boss couldn't help but put his hand to his lips and coughed softly twice, and handed the silver ticket closer.

"Your silver ticket is good for huร n, and the girl is good to collect."

After glancing at the silver ticket in front of him, Zhu Xishi woke up in shock, knocked on his brain with a hammer-like fist, and embarrassedly returned to the boss who had asked him several times.

"I'm sorry for the shopkeeper, I'm too absorbed in thinking about things."

"It's fine. Girl, look at the number or something, right? โ€

After taking the silver ticket and glancing at it roughly, Zhu Xishi went straight into his arms and said with a faint smile.

"There's nothing better than the purpose, and it's all about credibility when you open your door to do business. If I can't trust the shopkeeper, I won't come here to deposit money. โ€

"I can't see that the girl is a bold person."

The boss cleared the abacus on the liquidation plate, and a smile of approval appeared on his face, and it was very suitable to describe the woman in front of him with a wide heart and a fat body.

The two hundred taels of silver that Zhao Xiaoba returned were all saved at the moment, and there was no reason for this money village to stay any longer, and Zhu Xishi also got upset.

"Then don't bother the shopkeeper, I wish you a prosperous business. Leave. โ€

In lieu of gifts, the shopkeeper will also be a person who is quite sophisticated, and hurriedly came out of the silver table to congratulate Zhu Xishi.

"Let's go, girl. Yo, why is it raining all of a sudden? โ€

Following the boss's surprise, Zhu Xishi turned his head and saw that there was already a light rain on the street outside Qianzhuang, and his face also turned to a touch of melancholy.

"It's a day that says it's changing." The boss, who was also looking at the street, turned his head and glanced at Zhu Xishi again, and asked with concern: "Girl, you didn't bring an umbrella, how can you go back?" โ€

It was just a little unprepared light rain, and Zhu Xishi looked at the people who were hurrying to take shelter from the rain on the street, and his face was indifferent.

"This little rain is nothing. Hurry up and get home soon. โ€

"The drizzle hurts"

Before the boss of the money village could say anything, Zhu Xishi mustered up his courage and walked towards the drizzle on the street.

Looking at Zhu Xishi's hurried figure, the boss glanced at an oil umbrella not far away, stood at the door and shook his head slightly; also said that he would lend her an umbrella, this girl is really an anxious child.

With his hands on top of his head, Zhu Xishi lowered his head and quickly shuttled through the street, not wanting a cart with firewood to rush from the opposite side; couldn't avoid it for a while, and Zhu Xishi was knocked down in the mud by the board truck that passed by.

Suddenly, there was a small burst of laughter on the street, and Zhu Xishi, who was sitting on the wetland, had a ghost fire in his belly; I didn't want an old man in a robe, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her and asked with concern.

"Big girl, you didn't fall, did you? I'm really sorry, old man, I'm afraid that the firewood will get wet, so I'm in a hurry. โ€

Seeing that it was a white-haired old man with deep apologies, Zhu Xishi naturally dispelled his scheming, shook off his palm, and still showed an understanding smile.

"Uncle is fine, it's just a fall, it's not a big deal."

"Look, your dress is dirty"

Looking at his skirt full of mud, Zhu Xishi just patted it casually to remind the old man.

"Uncle, I'm really fine, you hurry up and transport the firewood back, if it's wet, it won't be sold at a good price." Come. โ€

Helping the old man to carry the frame again, Zhu Xi weighed the firewood of the car, to say the least, it weighed two or three hundred pounds. An old man who has to send firewood in such weather is also very sinful, so why embarrass a poor man?

"Thank you, thank you for your understanding."

"Don't thank you, old man, let's go quickly."

Zhu Xishi, the bitter master, sent away the old man who delivered firewood in soft words, and walked to the eaves on the side in a drizzle of rain.

Wiping his face covered with rain, the painful palm of his hand attracted attention again. Zhu Xishi frowned and took a closer look, his muddy hands actually rubbed off a piece of flesh, and he couldn't help sighing.

It's been a lot of trouble lately! Not to mention that his arm was dislocated by Zhao Xiaoba, this will break his palm again like an ignorant child, and he is really unlucky to get home.

Raising his head, he looked at the drizzle in the sky again, and a chill suddenly infected Zhu Xishi's body. She was a wolf, standing alone by the eaves, and no one cared if she was okay.

With this refreshing chill, Zhu Xishi showed a helpless wry smile on his face, good people are not very easy to do in these years.

"How did you get this virtue?"

was entangled in the depression in his heart, and a faint sound of inquiry sounded in his ears, which suddenly shook the silent Zhu Xishi. When he raised his head, he saw Zhao Xiaoba not far away, and asked himself with a light smile.

In the sugar-like drizzle, Zhao Xiaoba held a cyan oil umbrella and walked towards her. The gusts of cold autumn wind lifted his robe, but he didn't see any fear on his face, and his posture was as elegant as a fairy, as if he was an immortal who came out of an ink painting, which made Zhu Xishi stunned for a moment.

Every step he took was a wave of excitement in Zhu Xishi's heart. She didn't know how to describe Zhao Xiaoba, who was in high spirits at the moment, as if those gorgeous rhetoric couldn't pile up one-ten-thousandth of his demeanor.

I just felt that my heart was beating so hard, so bad, that it was about to jump out of her chest!

"What about you, Zhu Xishi. How do you get such a wolf bรจi? โ€

His voice revealed a warm gentleness, and the grand smile on Zhao Xiaoba's face was appropriate, like revealing a small sun in this hazy season, so dazzling!

When Zhu Xi, who looked at Zhao Xiaoba obsessively, only then did he understand what kind of state of mind those women who were fascinated by him were. It turned out that Zhao Xiaoba was a warm man who erased the wind and rain.

Zhu Xishi's heart was full of strength, and under the warmth he exuded, he gradually revealed a soft heart.

The wonderful feeling exudes pure throbbing, which does not require any deliberateness, but is comprehended with heart.

That feeling is probably what they call heartbeat.