Chapter 83 My Honey
Shi Jiu took off his school uniform jacket, covered it over his head, tied his sleeves around his neck, and rode his bicycle home.

The uncle doorman was sitting in the duty room, yawning tiredly.

The wheels passed the rain-covered ground, splashing a burst of water, but fortunately, the rain has weakened and is not as aggressive as before.

The street lights are not very bright, they are flickering and confusing.

She seemed to have experienced such a scene a long time ago, or not long ago. On a cold and icy night, she fell into the snow in Jiangcheng.

But a man named Jing Zhi came against the wind and snow, hugged her in his arms, and took her home.

Shijiu's memory is actually very good. People who meet him once in a year will not forget them, and those who have heard them once will remember them very clearly.

But now when recalling everything related to Jing Zhi, the memory seems to be covered with a layer of illusory veil, which cannot be seen clearly or touched.

Caramel floated beside Shi Jiu, looking at Shi Jiu's raised shoulders, the rain hit her face and slid down her cheeks.

"Sister Shi, are you crying?" Caramel asked.

Shi Jiu replied: "No, I never cry."

"Well, then let me tell sister Shi about the happy things." Caramel said with a flattering smile, a heartless, naive little brat.

"Okay, then tell me first, do you know that interpretation? What is the fan art collection of the Zong family, and what is the wife?"

Caramel coughed violently when she heard the words, and then said with some difficulty: "Sister Shi, this, that, when I get home, I'll show you the album, you'll know what it is after reading it, but it's agreed in advance , you are not allowed to laugh at me..."

Shi Jiu smiled slightly, nodded, and felt a little lighter. She was very happy to know something that she hadn't heard before.

"Sister Shi, are you a happy adult? Or an unhappy adult?" Caramel continued to ask, her eyes a little confused.

She's a little girl in high school who hasn't had a chance to grow up, hasn't experienced the adult world yet.

"Sometimes you will encounter happy things, but most of the time, you will always encounter unhappy things." Shi Jiu replied warmly, "Caramel, I hope you will encounter more happy things and disappear Before……"

"When I disappear, will sister Shi go to another world?"

"Let's see how the 'door' determines my fate." Shi Jiu said helplessly.

"That person named Jing Zhi is my sister's lover in her previous life. Will he be sad after my sister disappears?" Caramel asked casually.

The pattering rain dripped down the road along the leaves, but Shi Jiu slowed down on his bicycle, and the bicycle went downhill by virtue of its inertia, heading towards the direction of the old city.

When the wind passed by her ears, Caramel clearly saw a drop of tear rolling down from her eyelashes and dripping on Shi Jiu's hand.

"Time will take away everything, Caramel, he will forget me, meet new people, and continue to live a good life." Her voice trembled slightly, and she was not sure.

"In fact, I have never really survived in that world, and he doesn't even know my name." Shi Jiu smiled wryly, pursing his lips, his smile was uglier than crying.

Caramel began to believe that adult life is not always happy, even unhappiness accounts for the majority, or after a short period of happiness, there is a long period of unhappiness.

"Sister Shi, you have met him again now, will you still like him again?" Caramel asked softly.

"I'm just a passerby, Caramel." Shi Jiu replied, smiling gently.

As if the bitter tears just now were just an illusion of caramel.When he recovered, Shi Jiu was still the gentle and reliable executor.

Jingzhi, when I meet you again, I will still like you, but this time, I just want to love you silently.

My honey is his arsenic.

I can't give you anything, except finally, leave you.

I'm sorry, Jing Zhi.

When we arrived at the shop, the lights in the shop were still on, and Jiao Qingyun and Mrs. Qiu were making noodles downstairs, waiting to make and steam buns in the early morning.

The routine of the breakfast shop is like this upside down day and night.

Seeing Shi Jiu come back wet, Jiao Qingyun opened his mouth and scolded: "You child, last night I reminded you that it will rain today, so put your umbrella in your schoolbag, it's all over now, you're all wet from the rain."

"Hurry up and take a shower, and you won't come back for dinner. I don't know what you're busy with on the first day of school?" As he spoke, Jiao Qingyun stared at Shi Jiu, threw his chopsticks into the mixed vegetable stuffing, and turned to go to the kitchen.

Mrs. Qiu went to wash her hands, took a clean towel out from the cabinet, covered Shi Jiu's hair, wiped it carefully a few times, and said softly: "Go and take a bath, don't catch a cold, your mother I'm going to order dumplings for you, the one with leek and pork is your favorite, come down to eat after taking a bath."

Shi Jiu unconsciously smiled, nodded with a smile, "Then I'm going upstairs to take a shower, Grandma." Saying this, he put down the schoolbag hanging on his chest, turned around and went upstairs.

Caramel's family is really nice, she used to have family too...

Shi Jiu subconsciously put his hand on his heart, there was still a dull pain there, the feeling of the sharp fork piercing into the muscle, straight to the heart, recalling it now, is still unforgettable.

Lin Zi once asked her why she didn't like forks. At that time, she didn't answer. She felt that their time was still a long time ago, but she didn't have a chance to remember it in the end.

With her hands hanging down, she went to the room to get clean clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower.

When you are a good child, someone will care about whether you have eaten, whether you have brought an umbrella when you go out, and when you come back, there will be nagging and worrying, and there will be a clean and warm towel to wipe your hair.

Shi Jiu's last memory of his parents is the pain of a silver fork sinking into his muscles, which is close to his heart.

She didn't remember what trouble she had caused at that time, it was probably a certain nonsense that came true and made everyone hate her.

For the fear of unknown forces, people always tend to use disgust and contempt to show that they are not afraid.

"Do executors have parents?" Caramel asked, her curiosity about Shi Jiu was like an alien or a UFO.

"Yes." Shi Jiu replied, after taking a shower, she put on her clothes one by one.

"Hey, what kind of people were my sister's parents at that time, did my sister look like them?" Caramel asked tirelessly.

Shi Jiu fell into silence, continued to put on his clothes, then shook his head with a smile, "I don't remember what they looked like."

Some things will fade over time, such as memory.

Her father appeared to be a dignified and serious man, while her mother was gentle, with long white hair falling over her shoulders.

do they love herStill hate her?But those don't seem to matter anymore.

Because she has been abandoned by them, since long, long ago...

After Shijiu changed his clothes and went downstairs to eat, Jiao Qingyun had already cooked dumplings, leeks and pork, with a small dish of vinegar and a spoonful of chili oil in it, sour and spicy.

"Eat slowly, be careful of the heat, I know I'm hungry now." Jiao Qingyun was still muttering, but now he had calmed down and smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)

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