Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âJiaojiao, weâre downstairs.â After sending Lin Jiao a WeChat message, Zhou Yanshen handed a cigarette to Pei Zhi.
Seeing him looking out the window from time to time, Zhou Yanshen said with a sigh, âShe still sees you as her elder. Arenât you going to do something?â
âWhat can I do?â
âStart from more intimate interactions.â
Pei Zhi was silent for a moment. The smoke from his mouth covered his expression. âIâm afraid Iâll scare her away.â
It was already hard enough for him to get this closer to her.
If their relationship returned to the starting line because he crossed the line, he probably wouldnât be able to bear it.
âThen what do you plan to do?â Zhou Yanshen could not understand him.
âIâll think about it when she becomes more reliant on me.â
âThen Iâm afraid itâll take quite some time.â
âItâs fine.â Pei Zhi smiled. âIâve been waiting for so long anyway. Iâm not in a hurry.â
Zhou Yanshen suddenly did not know what to say.
The feeling of loving someone with all his heart and nurturing the love meticulously was something he had never experienced.
He took two puffs of his cigarette. When he saw Lin Jiao walking over, he hid the sadness in his eyes.
âHave you had breakfast?â Lin Jiao sat alone in the back row with a bag of food.
âNot yet.â
Pei Zhi originally wanted to bring her to buy steamed dumplings.
However, after seeing her take out some bread and milk, he swallowed his words.
He finished the food she handed him and adjusted the seat. âHow long does it take to get there from here?â
âForty minutes.â Zhou Yanshen placed a hand on the steering wheel and looked at the two of them. âYou can sleep for a while.â
âOkay.â Pei Zhi closed his eyes to rest.
He relaxed and gradually fell asleep while listening to the soft music.
But not long after, he woke up again.
âBrother Yan, are we there yet?â Lin Jiao rubbed her eyes and propped herself up on the pillow to look out the window.
âIn no time.â
Zhou Yanshen drove along a narrow road.
When the car reached the end, he stepped on the brakes beside a mire and took out the gifts from the trunk.
He faced the fresh breeze and pointed at the small courtyard not far away. âWeâll be there in ten minutes.â
Pei Zhi nodded.
He stepped on the muddy road, and his clean sneakers were quickly covered in muds. âIs it convenient for him to live here alone?â
âHe doesnât mind.â Lin Jiao tugged at the corner of his shirt to avoid slipping.
She smiled. âGrandpa has a piece of land. He can grow whatever he wants.â
Pei Zhi understood. âIs there a hospital nearby?â
âThe hospital is quite far.â Zhou Yanshen knew what he wanted to say. âOld man is still in good health. When he gets older, weâll bring him back to the city.â
âWhere did he used to live?â
âThe old neighborhood behind the CBD.â
Pei Zhi was a little surprised.
He looked at the courtyard surrounded by fences and became even more curious about the old man.
âOld man!â Zhou Yanshen shouted. Out of habit, he pulled off the morning glory on the fence and threw it at the figure in the courtyard.
When Lin Kanglu, who was sitting in the courtyard, making bamboo baskets, heard the commotion, he was startled for a second.
He glanced at the morning glory by his feet and waited for the footsteps to approach. He stood up nimbly and brandished a bamboo stick at him threateningly, âLittle brat, will it hurt if you donât rip off the flowers?â