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Chapter 192 Lin Moxiao, Goodbye
Big tears kept flowing down my face and I couldn't stop them. I silently watched the two people on the swing. They were chatting and laughing, and they had similar interests.
The girl came over and discussed the contents of the book with him. Lin Moxiao's familiar face responded from time to time. Looking at the innocent and romantic girl with tenderness in her eyes and the same smile she had given her before, her heart felt as if it was pierced by thousands of swords.
I don’t know how long it was before it suddenly started to rain. The raindrops fell on Jiang Shuya’s defenseless body. She was numb all over but still stood there stiffly.
The girl on the swing in the garden dozed off with her head leaning on Lin Moxiao's shoulder. He looked up at the sky and found that the rain was getting heavier. He patted the girl gently. Soon, the girl got up reluctantly and followed Lin Moxiao into the villa.
At this moment, Jiang Shuya, who was soaked like a drowned rat, seemed to have been baptized by the rain. Her mind became clear, and her tearful eyes were still fixed on the lights upstairs. At this moment, she found that she didn't even have the courage to shout. She had to admit that she didn't have that kind of confidence. She didn't even have the qualifications to explode if Wang Yingying kept pestering her like that.
The quagmire under her feet was getting deeper and deeper. She took off her muddy shoes and pulled out the shoes stuck in the mud with her bare feet. It was the pair of leather shoes with pearls. Because she pulled them too hard, two of the pearls fell off. The shoes were completely covered with mud. She stared at the shoes without saying a word, with a mocking expression on her face.
Falling in love with him, she didn't know when she started to like wearing skirts. She would wear them no matter how cold it was, completely forgetting that she was easily cold.
Because she fell in love with him, she, who used to never wear high heels, now wears them all the time, and she even changed her lifestyle because of him.
Perhaps it was the discomfort of the icy cold feet that made her climb the steps barefoot step by step and once again come to the octagonal pavilion. It could block the rain but not the wind. She leaned against the chair railing, like an hourglass forgotten in the corner, which would disappear completely if the wind blew.
Will they be together tonight? Will he treat her the same way he treated me three days ago? Maybe not! She was an innocent girl, how could she be the same as me?
She had long been disliked by him, and he thought she was dirty.
Thinking of this, she cried out loudly and sobbed continuously. In this pitch-black jungle, which was like a dead silent quagmire, no one responded to her cries. The rustling sounds, rain, and birdsong around her had already drowned her out.
I cried for a long time and got tired. Feeling uneasy, I curled up on the chair rail and fell asleep shivering.
The rain gradually stopped, and all kinds of strange noises were heard from far away and gradually approaching. From time to time, there were also the howling sounds of various animals in the forest.
Jiang Shuya was shivering and kept being awakened. She closed her eyes in fear and curled up there without moving.
All her clothes were wet and stuck to her body, which was very uncomfortable. Various mosquitoes kept flying around her ears. She held her head in resistance, but she was not able to take care of the rest and her legs soon became red and swollen.
It was finally dawn and she was so tired that she finally got a moment's rest by lying down.
Perhaps it was because the itch on her body was too uncomfortable and the pain in her heart had not disappeared, she opened her eyes and found that it was already dawn. She turned over and found that something on her body had fallen off.
When she looked up, she saw a dark grey coat. Jiang Shuya raised her head in confusion and found an elderly man with a tall and straight figure not far away. He was wearing a white gown and was practicing Tai Chi. His movements were smooth and he looked calm and composed.
Jiang Shuya picked up the coat and put it in a clean place. After watching it for a while, the old man finally stopped.
Seeing Jiang Shuya, the old man walked into the octagonal pavilion with his head held high.
"Little girl, why are you sleeping here? Are you lost? Or is your home nearby? I saw you lying here just now, and your clothes are wet. Go home and change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get sick."
Jiang Shuya looked at the old man. There was a small radio and a thermos cup next to him. She immediately guessed that this was the place where the old man often practiced martial arts.
"Grandpa, thank you, I'm not lost, I can go back by myself."
The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled; "Is your home far away? I'll arrange someone to take you there."
Although she felt that the old man was kind-hearted, Jiang Shuya still refused and returned the clothes to him.
"Little girl, why did you stay here all night? Did you have a quarrel with your family?"
Jiang Shuya shook her head, her expression dazed, and forced herself to endure the discomfort all over her body. She looked at the villa not far away without saying a word.
The old man frowned when he saw that her shoes were dirty and her legs were covered with large red spots from mosquito bites;
"Little girl, you need to treat the injury on your leg in time, otherwise it will leave a scar."
"Okay, I know. Goodbye, Grandpa."
The old man told her there was a spring pool not far away, pointed in the direction and suggested that she go there to wash.
After saying goodbye to the old man, Jiang Shuya really found the spring pool not far away. She washed the mud off her feet, washed her face, and combed her hair. From the reflection of the pool, she found that her eyes had become red and swollen.
On the way back, walking on wet shoes, she finally reached the gate of the Plum Garden. She was about to walk through the gate and head towards the subway station.
Suddenly, the big metal door opened, and a tall man walked out with a suitcase in his hand. It was Lin Moxiao. He was wearing a flight uniform at this moment, and he looked very heroic, making his handsome face look even more delicate.
Jiang Shuya felt a burning pain in her heart. She quickly turned her head away and hid behind the bamboo forest, quietly watching Lin Moxiao put away his luggage and got in the car.
She bit her lip, squatted down, covered her aching heart, and remained silent for a long time. Tears flowed down again as she watched the car disappear from her sight and go far away.
It was time for her to go home. She cried her heart out, dragged her exhausted body, and walked alone in the plum blossom forest, following the memory of the way here. She walked for more than an hour, with a stubborn will. Her legs were cramping with pain, her feet became numb, and blisters appeared on them, but she finally reached the subway station.
I took the subway and arrived at Lotus Apartment an hour later. I found that my head hurt and I was very cold. I changed my wet clothes, took a hot shower, changed into clean clothes, and couldn't wait to fall on the bed.
It was not until dark that Jiang Shuhuai came back and found a person lying on the bed. He walked over and called out twice, but there was no response.
Seeing his sister's face flushed, he reached out his hand to feel it; "Oh, it's so hot, sister, you have a high fever."
Jiang Shuya was drowsy and unconscious. Jiang Shuhuai quickly took her temperature, prepared a packet of antipyretic medicine, and brought her cephalexin.
Sitting at the head of the bed, he lifted up his sister's head, stuffed the medicine in his hand into her mouth, and fed her water.
"Sister, this is cephalexin. Take it too. I'm afraid your fever may cause tonsillitis. Does your head still hurt?"
Jiang Shuya groaned in pain and had a splitting headache, so Jiang Shuhuai had no choice but to put the medicine in her mouth and feed her with boiling water.