Chapter 7: Homestead
Xiao Yu hugged her legs, and her expression was obviously out of place with her surroundings, and she felt like she knew something unbelievable.
Zhang Rui knew that it must have been his father who told Xiaoyu some secret news, and then made Xiaoyu become the unyielding appearance she is now.
However, he also knew that when his father was talking to Xiaoyu just now, he had blocked his voice and didn't want Zhang Rui to know, so calling his father now would not lead to anything.
After figuring it out, he didn't have a good way to comfort Xiaoyu for a while, the single dog didn't have any flirtatious skills, and his proficiency was almost zero.
But sometimes, sincerity is more useful than how many kinds of sassy routines can be used, a little companionship, a little comfort, can bring great comfort.
Zhang Rui poured more than half a cup of boiling water from the water dispenser, and added a little ice water to make the water temperature not so hot, almost the temperature that can be drunk in a small sip, a small sip, and then took it to Xiaoyu and gave the cup to Xiaoyu.
"Thank you." Xiaoyu took the cup, thanked Zhang Rui lightly, and slowly drank the water in the cup, looking confused and didn't know what kind of thing she was thinking.
Zhang Rui didn't say much, just sat aside and quietly accompanied Xiaoyu, and every time Xiaoyu drank the water in the cup, he continued to pour another glass of water for Xiaoyu.
In this way, Zhang Rui poured water five or six times, and the room was quiet, and he didn't feel that time was difficult, but felt that it passed too quickly, and he liked this quiet feeling.
He can do a little bit for a person and give a little comfort to a confused person, and that's enough.
When he wanted to take the cup in Xiaoyu's hand again and fill the cup with water again, Xiaoyu lost his temper and pounced on Zhang Rui all of a sudden.
Tears flowed down, Zhang Rui hugged Xiaoyu for the first time, smelling the faint fragrance of Xiaoyu's hair, but there was no fantasy of the charming feeling in his mind.
He just patted Xiao Yu's back silently, again and again, wanting Xiao Yu to feel better, and by the way, he found an opportunity to put the water cup in his hand aside.
"Cry out, cry out and feel better." Zhang Rui whispered in Xiaoyu's ear.
After he finished speaking, he clearly felt that on his shoulders, there were bigger and more tears dropping down, slowly sliding down his upper body, and most of his clothes were wet.
After a long time, Xiaoyu slowly stopped crying, but she still hugged Zhang Rui tightly and didn't let go, and the two didn't say a word between them, but in their hearts, they had already spoken to each other countless times.
Zhang Rui has been hugged for too long, and his body can't support it a little, after all, a big living person hugged him tightly, and he hugged him for a long, long time, no one can afford to change it.
He moved his body slightly, trying to find a more relaxed posture and let Xiaoyu continue to hold it, which felt very good.
As he moved his body, Xiao Yu probably felt his exertion and struggled to get up from Zhang Rui's arms.
I wiped my nose with a napkin, as well as the tear stains left on my eyes and face, and after wiping it, I tidied up my hair to make my image look better.
"Brother Zhang Rui, thank you really for your company, thank you!" Xiao Yu smiled at Zhang Rui after speaking.
"It's okay, it's my dad's mess anyway, and it's okay for me to wipe his ass." Zhang Rui touched the back of his head and said.
Hearing Zhang Rui's words, Xiaoyu burst out laughing.
"No, I'm actually quite grateful to your father, without him, I wouldn't have known so many things."
Xiao Yu said with a reminiscent tone.
Zhang Rui felt that there was a drama when he heard it, he wanted to know what his father said to Xiaoyu, but it was inconvenient to ask directly.
Hearing Xiao Yu say this, he knew that Xiao Yu was going to talk about what his father told her, and hurriedly pricked up his two ears.
"What's that going on?"
Zhang Rui threw out an introduction so that Xiaoyu could continue to speak.
"It's the history of my clan, it's quite bloody, do you really want to listen to it?" Xiaoyu asked with a smile.
Looking at Xiaoyu's appearance, Zhang Rui felt that she should have come out of her thoughts and would not be sad because of these things.
Naturally, I won't let go of this great opportunity, and there will be no store in this village after that, so I hurriedly said,
"Think, of course I think, how can I not want to know!"
Xiao Yu lowered her head and pondered for a while, trying to find a good way to tell this history.
"Do you remember the last time you met the man? He is a member of the Shadow Clan, and the Shadow Clan and ours have fought each other for countless years in our galaxy.
Long back from the beginning of our people's history, this situation of fighting each other has existed.
During this time, the hands of each warrior of the Shadow Clan and my clan were stained with each other's blood, and everyone between the two clans wanted to destroy the other's clan, and my father died while fighting the Shadow Clan. ”
Speaking of this, Xiaoyu burst into tears again, and she remembered her father again, the man who stood up to the sky was far away from her and her mother, and did not come back after going to the battlefield.
When Zhang Rui heard these words, he felt a little frightened, two people of two tribes who were branded as soon as they were born, because of the entangled blood sea of deep hatred, since birth, they have been enemies with each other.
There is no day when the two tribes live in hatred for each other every day, and it is difficult for Zhang Rui to imagine how the two tribes live every day.
Zhang Rui went to a glass of warm boiled water and handed it to Xiaoyu, and took a little tissue to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Xiaoyu smiled at Zhang Rui embarrassedly, shook her head and said that she was fine.
"Let's go on, as the holy daughter of my clan, on the day of adulthood, I will kill a group of people of the Shadow Clan to sacrifice my ancestors.
So my hands are also stained with each other's blood. ”
At this time, Xiao Yumeng's hand reached out to Zhang Rui's face, wanting to scare and scare Zhang Rui.
Zhang Rui was really startled and fell to the ground.
"Brother Zhang Rui, are you afraid?" Xiao Yu waved his arm like mutton fat white jade, and streaked white shadows in the air.
"Afraid, how can a man say that he is afraid, I am not afraid, who is afraid, isn't it just to kill a few people?"
Zhang Ruiqiang pretended to be calm, and when he said these scenes, he didn't realize that his legs were about to shake into a sieve, and he was almost urinated in his pants.
"Brother Zhang Rui is not afraid, when you return to our clan with me, maybe you will kill a few people from the Shadow Clan to sacrifice to the ancestors."
Speaking of the person who killed the Shadow Clan, a cold light appeared in Xiao Yu's eyes, and Zhang Rui could feel that there was no joke in Xiao Yu's words.
Zhang Rui subconsciously touched the bridge of his nose, the more he talked about it, the more he felt frightened, and he didn't know what Xiaoyu would say next.