Chi Yue, who woke up naturally from sleep, looked at the slit curtains following the warm sunshine and felt the wind blowing.
The temperature has returned to the temperature that should be expected in golden autumn, which is very refreshing. Even the breeze seems to be gentle.
She rubbed her eyes and realized that the person lying next to her was not there. She got up, stretched, put on her clothes and walked out the door.
A smell came from the kitchen.
She walked closer and saw that Wen Qizhou and Xie Changxiao, who had gotten up early, had prepared three dishes and one soup and were about to serve them to the dinner table.
"Are you awake?" Sensing her approach, Wen Qizhou looked at her with soft eyes: "Have you washed up? You'll eat soon."
"not yet."
"Then you go wash up first, we'll wait for you."
She returned to the bedroom to wash up, then ran to the dining table with her slippers on, and then went out with them after filling her stomach.
Walking out of the small green brick building, the gauze-like sunlight spreads down, covering the people coming and going, coating them with a layer of pale golden light, adding a touch of warmth.
They took a leisurely stroll around the neighborhood, following the vertical signs on the roadside and heading towards the central square where many stalls were located.
Ning Tong has never set up a special trading market.
If residents need it, they can do business in the patrolled square, which is large enough to accommodate more people.
Chi Yue searched around the square and finally saw a face in his memory at the end, approaching him in a hurry.
She stopped in front of a stall with many daily necessities, and her eyes fell on the stall owner who looked sick.
The other person was about the same age as them, wearing a black trench coat, with a cropped haircut, and would cover his lips and cough from time to time.
"Yan Shuo?" She asked uncertainly.
Suddenly hearing his own name, Yan Shuo looked up at the person in front of him and asked gently: "Who are you?"
Chi Yue breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure it was him.
"I am Sister Yaxian's friend, Chi Yue." She knelt down and smiled: "She showed me your photo."
"so."
Yan Shuo had never heard of her name.
Out of vigilance, he looked at Chi Yue without any trace, but treated him politely: "Yaxian has something to go out."
"How long will it take for her to come back?"
"not sure."
Chi Yue nodded.
She didn't care whether the other person was telling the truth or not. She gathered up the square cloth where he put the daily necessities and said, "I want all of these."
"all?"
"Yes." She took off her backpack that was filled with supplies in advance: "I don't have enough points. Can I change my career with you to get supplies?"
Yan Shuo raised his hand to catch the backpack, opened the zipper and took a look. When he saw that there was not only meat inside, but also the cough syrup and asthma inhalers he needed, his expression suddenly changed.
"No, this is too expensive." Yan Shuo wanted to return the backpack to her, but his body was so excited that he started coughing again.
Seeing that his face was red from coughing, Wen Qizhou walked up to him, patted his back to help him breathe, then picked up the thermos cup he placed at his feet, unscrewed the lid and handed it to him.
"Thank you, thank you." The kindness they released was easily captured by Yan Shuo, and it was inevitable that he would feel guilty for a moment.
Yan Shuo calmed down and said, "Sorry, I didn't tell the truth just now." He took a few sips of water and handed the backpack back to Chi Yue: "She went to exchange points and will be back later."
"It doesn't matter."
Chi Yue herself doesn't mind.
She held the two corners of the square cloth, tied it into a knot, and handed it to Xie Changxiao beside her: "We have other things to do, let's get together some other time."
In order to avoid being exposed as a "friend", she decided to wait until Yan Shuo took the medicine before finding a chance to meet Wen Yaxian.
It also saves them from not accepting it.
"Huh..." Yan Shuo couldn't catch up with them, so he had to hold his backpack carefully, sit back and wait for Wen Yaxian to come over.
After about twenty minutes, Wen Yaxian, wearing a cap and a mask that covered most of her face, walked up to him.
She lowered her eyes and stared at the place where they set up the stall with her beautiful peach blossom eyes: "A Shuo, have you been robbed?"
Yan Shuo: "..."
He picked up his backpack and thermos cup, held her hand and walked home. As he walked, he talked about Chi Yue stuffing him with supplies.
"Chi Yue?" Wen Yaxian racked her brains for a long time, but couldn't remember who this friend was: "What does she look like?"
"do not you remember?"
Yan Shuo cast a condemning look: "She gave you so many things for your sake, but you forgot about her?"
"..." Wen Yaxian touched the tip of her nose, holding his arm and acting coquettishly: "Maybe it was my former colleague? Didn't they all use pseudonyms at that time? How can I know if you don't tell me what you look like?"
Wen Yaxian comes from a divorced family.
In her junior year, in order to treat her mother who was suffering from cancer, she had no choice but to find a part-time job as a waiter at a romantic venue.
Being a bartender is very profitable, but my mother's cancer is also very expensive. She was exhausted physically and mentally and worked for more than half a year. She didn't save any money from drinking and vomiting, and gave it all to the hospital.
If Yan Shuo hadn't appeared in time and lent her a sum of money, she might have fallen into desperation.
Now that she mentioned "colleagues", Yan Shuo also knew what was going on, and carefully recalled the description of Chi Yue's face.
"Have you remembered?"
"...No." Wen Yaxian walked into the small blue brick building not far from the square, took out the key in her pocket, and opened the one-bedroom apartment they rented: "What you described is too abstract."
Yan Shuo was speechless.
He sat on a chair and took out the bacon, sausages, dried fish and shrimps from his backpack, as well as two bottles of cough syrup, three boxes of asthma inhalers and anti-pyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs.
"There is actually cough syrup?" Wen Yaxian picked up a bottle of cough syrup, full of surprise: "As expected of my sister!"
"...Are you sorry?"
"Excuse me." She poured out a cap of syrup and fed it to his mouth: "Drink quickly! Don't let my sisters down."
Yan Shuo has hereditary asthma.
Recently, there is no medicine, and he coughs very badly. Wen Yaxian is so worried that she can't sleep. There is always a look of sadness in her eyes, for fear that he will leave her one day.
Now I can finally feel relieved.
She stared at Yan Shuo as he drank the medicine, and then took out the inhalant for him to use: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
"Well, it's relieved a bit." The inhalant took effect very quickly, and the dullness in his chest did get some relief.
"That's fine."
Wen Xianya put away the things Chi Yue gave her and hummed happily: "Let's treat her to dinner tomorrow."
"How do you invite her?" Yan Shuo exhaled and looked up at that beautiful face: "I don't know where she lives."
"Why don't you ask?"
"forget."
Wen Yaxian pondered: "How many times should we go to the square recently? Maybe we can meet him."
"That's okay." Yan Shuo remembered what Chi Yue said about "saw the photos" and asked Wen Yaxian again. He still couldn't trigger her memory, and felt vaguely strange.
He rubbed the thermos cup, thinking that he would be able to see Chi Yue again in the future, so he suppressed his doubts for the time being and did not go into details.
(End of chapter)
