C13 (1/2)
Do you want to leave?
This robber even had a name? He had thought that he had always been called ”King Qin”.
He urged loudly with great excitement, ”Hurry up and write it down for me. I haven't seen what it looks like to write my name on a piece of paper. Hurry …”
Hua Rong didn't even look at him, and said indifferently: ”I don't know how to write those three words.”
”Why?”
She did not answer, as if she did not care to answer at all.
At this moment, the last rays of the setting sun were shining down from the trees, shining on her hair and face … There was a faint jade-like sparkling on her face, and her soft hair emitted a jet-black dazzling light. After looking at it for a long time, it was as if it was as black as the leaves around her.
She was wearing a new light green shirt, and boots with holes in them. The way she stood was very dignified and indescribably wonderful.
King Qin looked at her without blinking, his eyes were staring straight, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
It was the first time he had looked at the woman so closely, removing the dirt and grime from her face and body, like a jewel that had been removed from a box.
Her fingers were white and slender, just like the tip of a perfect spring onion. They were green and glistening as she held a tube of wolf hair in her hands. She looked so imposing.
He had never seen such a woman in his life, and for a time he didn't know what to do.
He saw that her little finger was stained with a little bit of ink, black and crystal white, in stark contrast. He suddenly really wanted to walk over and gently wipe away that ball of ink for her.
He reached out to take her hand, but she withdrew her pen and looked at him as if she were saying goodbye. He suddenly realized that it was not that she could not write, but that she could not write for him. Somehow, as soon as her eyes came into contact with his shadow, there was a hint of disdain and disgust in them. The way she looked at the young man was different. Although it was faint, it carried the kind of gentleness and gentleness unique to females.
He looked on in displeasure but was also very disappointed. He crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it out. He said resentfully, ”F * ck, it's fine if I don't write it.”
Then, he lifted the young man up and kicked him in the butt before walking away.
The youth did not care about the pain in his buttocks. He quickly picked up the paper ball and placed it on a large stone, rubbing it flat. He felt extremely pained. ”Elder sister, my name …”
Seeing him so distressed, Hua Rong laughed: ”It's fine, I'll write another book for you in the future.”
The young man was overjoyed, and continued to knead the piece of paper neatly. ”But I must keep this piece as well. This is the first piece of paper that elder sister has written to me.”
Hua Rong nodded as the teenager followed behind her. The two of them stepped on the shadow of the setting sun and slowly walked back.
In that bandit area, she would have to part with the teenager. Only then did she realize that the dark day was coming again. The closer he got to that enormous ”hell”, the more Hua Rong panicked. This wasn't ”returning home”, but stepping into a terrifying wolf den. The pain in his body had yet to disappear, and the immense fear in his heart had deepened.
What was it that would greet him tonight?
That day, he had only eaten some wild fruits and drank some clear water s. However, his fear had suppressed his hunger and he had only lingered around. Suddenly, he wished that this road had no end and that it would never lead to that terrifying house.
However, the two men who were patrolling were not far away. With wolf-like eyes on both sides, the prey in the trap could not even dream of escaping.
King Qin was still standing at the door, naked, with a bucket of water splashing onto his body, as if it was raining.
Her heart trembled as she watched. The fear from last night was about to tear her entire body apart again.
King Qin used a piece of kernels to wipe his hair, then dried his body and said: ”Come here.”
Her legs felt like lead, and she walked a few steps, her legs shaking as if she were on her way to a banquet at Yama.