Chapter 40 - He Died, Just Three Days Ago (1/2)

Gu lu lu…

Nan Xun struggled several times and the strange force pulled her into the water until her head was completely submerged.

Her breathing began to get worse and her mouth unceasingly spat bubbles.

Nan Xun vaguely heard someone on the shore shouting Bai Mo’s name.

Just as her consciousness was beginning to slip, someone seemed to have held her waist, then with a light touch on her lips, the oxygen gave her a chance to live.

Nan Xun subconsciously embraced the other and greedily inhaled the oxygen delivered from the other.

She seemed to have heard a sigh of helplessness mixed with endless tolerance and indulgence which occupied the last traces of her consciousness.

When Nan Xun woke up, she was lying in the arms of a strange man.

“Wake up, Bai Mo, are you okay?” The man next to her asked eagerly.

Nan Xun shook her head and dazedly looked at the man who held her, “Did you save me?”

The man was very handsome. He nodded slightly and thoughtfully replied, “How are you feeling now? I’m Bai Xiye, Bai Juyuan’s older brother. You fell into the water just now and scared everyone.”

Nan Xun hurriedly looked at the distant pond. “What about the little boy who fell into the water?”

Jiang Wen Wen’s expression was a bit strange, “Boss Bai, what are you talking about? There wasn’t a little boy in the pond. I just saw that you were shocked and rushed towards the pond quickly, then jumped down with a plop.”

Nan Xun replied, “But I really saw a little boy fall into the water, then I jumped in to save him.”

The surrounding people were quiet for a moment then stood up roaring with laughter.

Bai Xiye felt her forehead directly with the back of his hand and asked, “Are you suffering from heatstroke and it’s the reason why you are dazzled?”

Nan Xun was sent to the farmhouse to rest. Everyone said that she was blind, and she thought to herself. Maybe it was her…what’s the point?

Nan Xun thought for a while and had some lingering fears, but little eight was still asleep. If something happened to her during this time, it would be over for her.

After sitting for a while, Nan Xun went to the kitchen to help.

She suddenly remembered something, then Nan Xun quickly asked Jiang Wen Wen next to her, “I’ve been here for a while, but Fu Yu hasn’t come yet?”

Jiang Wen Wen first thought about it, then was surprised, “You mean that freak?”

As soon as she finished, she covered her mouth and smiled. “I’m wrong. I shouldn’t have said that. But I haven’t heard news about that invisible person in recent years. I don’t know his current situation, but even if the class representative pulled down his face and called him, he wouldn’t have come.”

Nan Xun frowned slightly. She asked several other people but found that none of them knew that Fu Yu would come. Even the class representative was surprised, stating that he didn’t contact Fu Yu at all. Not only that, but that Nan Xun would come today also.

“I thought it was the other students who informed you. After all, I haven’t heard news about you for a long time. As for Fu Yu—”

The class representative paused, then there was a trace of envy that flashed in his eyes. “You may not believe it, but Fu Yu, who was a bit of a jerk is now the big boss of the Si Mo Corporation. I heard that he started his business in his sophomore year. After graduation, he ran the company.”

The people present in the room couldn’t help but click their tongues, they thought it was quite inconceivable.

Their impression of Fu Yu was that he was a freak. He never talked to anyone and sat alone in the corner and seemed to have separated himself from the whole world.

In fact, many people secretly suspected that Fu Yu may have severe autism. It’s said that this kind of person was the most terrible and must not be provoked.

“Class representative, Fu Yu is so good now. Why didn’t you ask him to come to the get together?” Jiang Wen Wen quickly asked.

The class representative ridiculed, “When I was in high school, I didn’t even have a bird. So, if I suddenly called people, isn’t it too good?”1