Chapter 294 (1/2)

Chapter 294: Chapter 294: Take Care of your friend

Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

“Xiao Jue you come over.” Grandmother smiled to Feng Yulin stretched out her hand. 2

“Wait a minute. This persimmon is very sweet. You can taste it.” He took an all red persimmon into the bathroom to wash, wiped it clean and walked over. He sat with her on the balcony. 2

“Xiao Jue, what are you doing recently?” She did not take his persimmon, but tightly held his hand, her voice holding some grievance. “You have not come to see me for a long time.” 2

Feng Yulin moved his lips and glanced at Ling Jue on the other end. Finally, he looked at the old woman with a chuckle. “I’ve been a little busy recently.” 2

“Are you going to school? But it’s summer vacation now.” 2

“There’s something going on at school. They said that they’re giving me a salary so that I can tutor my cla.s.smates,” Feng Yulin lied casually. 2

Grandma’s face was filled with joy. “Is that so? That’s great. Xiao Jue is the best. Study hard…” 2

The corners of her eyes were a little moist. “Grandma is already seventy years old. She’s lived for too long. She knows that she doesn’t have much time left…” 2

Ling Jue closed her eyes and clenched her fists. However, the old woman’s voice kept ringing in her ears. 2

“After grandma leaves, go back to Mingxi village and help me pack my things. Bury me in the back mountain of Mingxi Village. Bury me quietly. Don’t let the villagers know about this. They’ll think that I’m still alive…” 2

“Qinglian must hate me to death. It’s my fault too. She doesn’t want to see me. Don’t let her know that I’m dead.” 2

“…”

Ling Jue’s heart ached. This was a feeling she had never experienced before.

It was indeed impossible for a person to stay if they wanted to leave.

It was just like her mother in the past. Even though her father had activated his superpower later on, he could not save her anymore.

Ling Jue’s throat tightened. She turned her head away and stopped looking at the two people by the window.

Her grandmother took the persimmon from Feng Yulin’s hand, peeled it, and took a small bite. She looked at him with a smile. “Xiao Jue, this persimmon is so sweet.” 2