Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Shyness of Wanting to Say Goodbye
The night was dark and the wind was high, and he couldn't see the blush on his face clearly, so Bai Xiaoyu dared to muster up the courage to step forward and have a head-on conversation with Fu Ze: "Mr. Fu, what's wrong with you?" ”
"It's okay......" Fu Ze came back to his senses, his gaze crossed Bai Xiaoyu and fell directly on Yu Weixiao, "Yu Xiaowei, did your family live next door to Bai Xiaoyu's house before?" ”
"No, it's not." Regarding Fu Ze's question, Yu Weixiao was quite surprised, "My family has always lived in Yangshou Village, although I often went to Xiaoyu's house when I was a child, and I lived there for several days. ”
"So you used to swim in the river when you were a kid?" Fu Ze asked again.
Yu Weixiao suddenly looked embarrassed.
Bai Xiaoyu laughed first: "Wei Xiao has been afraid of water since she was a child, and she can't swim yet, when this river was filled in a few years ago, she was very happy!" ”
Yu Wei pouted and lowered his head in embarrassment.
Fu Ze's face changed completely, and he slowly looked back at the old camphor tree, as if he had fallen into a bleak memory.
Yu Weixiao finally sensed that something was wrong with him, raised his eyes and asked, "Mr. Fu, do you have to entangle the old camphor tree?" Did you have a past related to the old camphor tree in Heyang County when you were a child? ”
"When I was thirteen years old, my mother died, I returned to Heyang County with my father, and I ran out to play alone and accidentally fell into the river, almost drowning, and at that time a girl as big as edamame saved me......"
At that time, Fu Ze, who didn't know how to water, thought that he was bound to drown in the river that was wide and fast for him, and went down to the Yellow Spring with his mother, but he didn't expect a piece of driftwood to be thrown over, and a girl who was seven or eight years younger than himself probably had just learned to swim, so he desperately swam to his side and shouted loudly to warn himself to hold on to the driftwood.
At that time, Fu Ze was far from being as mature and stable as he is now, at the age of thirteen, he lacked maternal love and was timid by nature, lying on the shore crying and asking what people's names were, politely thinking that he would repay his kindness in the future.
"My name is Xiaoyu." The girl said, and then disappeared wet into Fu Ze's teary-filled vision.
"Little fish? Xiaoyu ......" The trance at that moment made Fu Ze think that it was a small fish who saved him in the panic of escaping death, and this incident slowly evolved into a magical scene in his vague memory, and in the depths of his memory, he only remembered that when he raised his head to find Xiaoyu, he only saw a tall old camphor tree.
"Are you the little brother who cries his nose!" Bai Xiaoyu suddenly exclaimed in surprise, staring at Fu Ze, her face full of disbelief, "Well-dressed, when I pulled it up, I looked like an embarrassed soup chicken, obviously afraid of crying until I convulsed, but still asked me what my name was?" ”
"So you're the little fish...... Is it the rain of rain, not the fish of fish? Fu Ze suddenly realized, lost his mind and sighed, he didn't expect to go around and around, he actually recognized the wrong benefactor.
"That time, after I pulled you up, I immediately ran home to get you dry clothes, but I didn't expect you to disappear as soon as I came out, so I thought you fell down again, and plunged into the water to search for it several times, and almost drowned yourself." Knowing that Fu Ze was the little brother who cried in his memory, Bai Xiaoyu was obviously much more relaxed when talking to him.
"I was soon taken away by my father, who came to me, afraid that he would beat me and I didn't dare to tell him that I almost drowned, and I never had a chance to come back after you." Fu Ze looked at Bai Xiaoyu with a gentle and grateful look in his eyes.
Bai Xiaoyu smiled shyly: "It's impossible to stand by and watch someone fall into the water, this is what I should do, Mr. Fu doesn't have to worry about it." ”
"How can you not take it to heart? If it weren't for your original help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be where I am today, and I still keep putting my ......" eyes on Yu Weixiao, and I want to stop talking.
Suddenly, Yu Weixiao, who was kicked out, suddenly woke up: "It turns out that Mr. Fu, you have always regarded me as your savior?!" ”
"Since you first entered the company, I have noticed you, the resume says Heyang County, and the year is about the same age as the benefactor in my memory, the most important thing is that your surname is fish, how many people are surnamed fish in this world? I didn't even think much about it, and I couldn't help but be nice to you. ”
I see? I see!
Yu Weixiao suddenly felt frozen by the cool breeze passing through the night, and his body suddenly froze: it turned out that Mr. Fu was so good to himself because of such a misunderstanding, when the misunderstanding was resolved and the truth surfaced, this kind of goodness became Yu Weixiao's shit luck, and it will soon be transferred to Bai Xiaoyu.
"Mr. Fu, come into my house and sit down." Bai Xiaoyu was also very happy to reunite with the original crying little brother, and hurriedly greeted Fu Zedao.
When Fu Ze followed Bai Xiaoyu around the old camphor tree and passed by Yu Weixiao, he didn't even look at her anymore.
Yu Weixiao was very disappointed: how could there be an inexplicable illusion that the ancient concubine had fallen out of favor? Have you watched too many court dramas lately?
I wanted to follow up, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was inconvenient to disturb their reunion, so I hesitated for a moment, remembering that Yu's mother also told her to finish the work at home, and Zuihou Yuwei went home alone.
This night, Fu Ze didn't come back!
Yu Weixiao woke up in the dazzling sunlight the next day to find out about it.
hurriedly drank porridge, ran to Bai Xiaoyu's house to find Fu Ze, and found that he was actually happily cooking at the dinner table with Uncle Bai and Aunt Bai's family.
"Is Wei Xiao here?" Bai Xiaoyu specially went out to buy soy milk fritters, and as soon as he came back, he saw the wandering fish Weixiao at the door.
"Well......" Yu Weixiao looked at Bai Xiaoyu, and suddenly had the illusion of thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, as if her boss was robbed by her, and she didn't know what to say inexplicably, "I ...... last night found that Mr. Fu didn't come back overnight......"
Why does that sound so awkward? In fact, think about it, why did Fu Ze have to stay in Yuwei's small family? Why do you have to rush over like a resentful woman to see what is going on?
"Yes, I saw that it was very late yesterday, and I was afraid that Mr. Fu would not be used to walking at night, so I left him to sleep at my house." Bai Xiaoyu replied.
Vaguely seeing the light of happiness in her eyes, which was completely different from yesterday's cowardice and frustration, Yu Weixiao was shocked to hear her voice and said with a little sarcasm: "Hey, this guy will really stay here and there, and I don't know how to be polite!" ”
Bai Xiaoyu burst out laughing: "Is Wei Xiao jealous?" ”
"Huh?" Yu Weixiao was stunned and covered his face, "How can there be?" ”
"Is it Yuixiao?" At this time, Aunt Bai found the two girls standing at the door, "You came to pick up your boss so early?" Come on in, have breakfast together and go. ”
Although Uncle Bai and Aunt Bai have no culture, they oppose Bai Xiaoyu to continue studying, and it seems a little cruel to let her work early to earn money, but she has always been very good at Yu Weixiao.
"Oh." Yu Weixiao was never polite in the Bai family, and Aunt Bai greeted her, so she decisively rubbed in.
Fu Ze turned his head and glanced at her.
Although Yu Weixiao couldn't notice any strange feelings in his eyes, he always felt very different from the previous gentleness, and even a little strange, although he moved to the side and beckoned Yu Weixiao to sit beside him.
Yu Wei sat down slightly awkwardly, the two looked at each other, and spoke almost at the same time: "...... before"
Then he stopped talking at the same time.