After realizing that He Qiu would not fall for her tricks, she stopped teasing him.
Mother Fu really liked He Wen, so that day she invited him to stay at her place.
She hadn’t seen He Wen for quite a while now, and she really missed him, so her steps towards the front were much brisker.
This Zhuangjia Village actually doesn’t have a large population. The village is located at the foot of a mountain, and walking up would lead to a very large reservoir.
To get to Mother Fu’s house, one needs to go through a small path, and the scenery is quite beautiful.
Since coming here, what she’s been most satisfied with are probably the few children and the surrounding environment, which is something she could never experience in real life.
But at the same time, she is clearer than anyone that these things are real for her now, but for the people in the real world, everything that happens here is merely virtual.
No one thinks this place is real.
Except for her.
Casting aside the occasional thoughts that pop up in her mind, her eyes fell on the silent He Qiu beside her who was tightly holding her hand. Thinking of the pitiful He Wen and the two sleeping at home, her heart was filled with warmth. Her eyes crinkled into a smile, and her steps became much lighter.
“Xiao Qiu, you go ahead, don’t look back.”
Fu Yuling stopped and pushed him.
He Qiu didn’t quite understand, but still did as she said.
He didn’t know how long he had been walking, but he didn’t hear any movements from behind. He felt uneasy and waited for a while without looking back.
“Can I turn around now?”
Except for the sound of the wind, there was nothing behind him.
What responded to him was endless loneliness.
Under the falling leaves, He Qiu stood there for a very long time, long enough for him to think that she wouldn’t come back.
But what Fu Yuling said made him firmly stand in place without turning back.
The hope in his eyes was gradually shattered, and his head hung down.
He felt like he was back to how he used to be.
“Xiao Qiu?”
It wasn’t Fu Yuling’s voice, but He Wen who was standing in front of him.
“Why are you standing here?”
Sensing He Qiu’s emotions, He Wen, who had never been good at comforting people, just thought about it and hugged the person.
This was what he knew and could do directly to express himself.
“Is she… not wanting me anymore…”
He Qiu’s tone had never been so gloomy. He was muttering to himself without understanding any of it.
It was precisely because of this that when he heard Fu Yuling asking them what was wrong, tears suddenly streamed down his face.
This startled Fu Yuling. She even forgot about the fruits she had just picked, letting them scatter all over the ground.
“What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
She hugged him, her face pressed against his, her tone anxious but she tried her best to suppress it.
“Don’t cry! I’m here, aren’t I? Xiao Qiu is the best. You even look good when you cry, but it’s better not to cry, don’t cry!”
He Wen was amused by her comforting words, and the laughter directly disrupted the atmosphere.
He Qiu’s crying was silent, which made it even more heartbreaking.
Now He Wen couldn’t help but laughing, making He Qui stare at him blankly.
He Wen turned around, “You keep crying, I won’t laugh…”
But anyone could see his shoulders shaking, clearly stifling his laughter.
Fu Yuling pretended to be angry, “Xiao Wen, don’t laugh, Xiao Qiu will get angry!”
“Yeah, I definitely won’t laugh.”
His tone was full of laughter, muffled.
The two of them sang in unison, managing to make He Qiu stop crying.
