The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 522
Jiang Zefeng: [You are so vicious. ]
System: [Tell the truth. ]
Jiang Zefeng: [You are just jealous of me. ]
System: [Why are you jealous?]
Jiang Zefeng hummed and said: [Jealous that I have a lover. ]
Chapter 132 Sneaking
The next day.
Jiang Zefeng was cooking in the kitchen when he heard someone calling him outside. When he went out, he saw that it was Chen Qianhu. Chen Qianhu was carrying a large bag of things and was looking into his home, but he would not go in.
He rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms, looking like he was just working.
Jiang Zefeng: “Why are you here?”
”Jiang Er, where is your brother?” he asked.
Jiang Zefeng said: “Leave.”
”Ah? Just leave?” he asked, and then he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. The tight corners of his lips relaxed, “My mother also asked me to send something to your brother on the way. I was eating, but I left unexpectedly.”
Ming Ming looked very happy, as if he was sending off the plague.
Jiang Zefeng put one hand on the door frame and said in a subtle tone: “My brother is gone, you are very happy.” ”
That’s right.” Chen Qianhu always felt that Jiang Zefeng fell into the water that day, and he didn’t get better, but just like in the story book, he was resurrected from the dead. .
In the afternoon of that day, the news of Gu Yinzhou’s departure spread. In the past few days after he left, many people came to inquire about what kind of business Gu Yinzhou was doing. Jiang Zefeng made nonsense, saying that he was going to sell things.
The house has been bustling with people these past two days.
When Gu Yinzhou left, Jiang Zefeng didn’t feel too uncomfortable at first. He worked alone from sunrise to sunset, step by step, following the life trajectory of the village, and occasionally pulled the system out to chat and chat.
I don’t miss it too much.
It seems that the miss on that first night has already evaporated.
Seven days later, a man from another village came to the village. He and the village chief rented a small shabby house at the end of the village. That day they used hammers to hammer and use wood to repair the small shabby house.
”That young man looks good.”
”I heard that he went to seek refuge with his relatives, but when he arrived, he found that he was gone. Now he has to save money to get back!” “The young man is very capable.” Someone came to the village with such news, and it didn’t take half a
. It spread all over the place, and Jiang Zefeng also heard about it. His home was not close to the village, and it was rare to see him unless he deliberately went to the village. He only glanced at it from a distance and saw a black figure squatting down. On the roof.
Two nights later, he saw the man up close.
The infectious diseases in the village were basically gone. After the village chief brought a piece of meat to the hero Jiang Zefeng to express his condolences, the village held another lively banquet. Every household contributed some money and got together to have a meal.
In the evening of that day, everyone got together and had a lively meeting. Just as Gu Yinzhou had worried, someone wanted to marry Jiang Zefeng, but this time there was no one who could sneer beside him.
The village chief specially introduced the new people in the village to everyone.
”We are all from the same village. Please take care of this little brother from now on. Come on, drink!” The village chief patted the man next to him on the shoulder and raised the cup.
The man looked ordinary and didn’t show off. He drank a bowl of wine in one go. “Liu, thank you again for taking care of me!” Jiang Zefeng sat at the same table as the village chief, glanced at the man, and met his eyes.
In an instant, he was almost certain that this person was from Gu Yinzhou’s side.
People who have been on the battlefield always have an aura about them that others don’t have.
Jiang Zefeng couldn’t help laughing. He thought how worried Gu Yinzhou was about him.
And the fact was just as he thought. Within two days, the man came to visit his house and caught a chicken for him. Jiang Zefeng stewed the chicken in the evening. He still remembered that Yinzhou liked to eat the chicken he stewed in the previous review. .
It simmered for a long time, and he felt sleepy staring at the fire.
When he went to the kitchen to get bowls, Jiang Zefeng took two rice bowls and was about to fill them with rice.
Habits seem to be engraved in the bones and will always be revealed inadvertently.
Jiang Zefeng put the bowl back, took another bowl, ate dinner, and washed the dishes as usual, but he didn’t want to go back to the house. Jiang Zefeng dug out the bottle of wine that he had confiscated when Yinzhou was injured and moved it. Sitting on a stool at the door, looking up at the scattered stars in the sky.
Jiang Zefeng: [It’s a bit cold. ]
He took a few sips of wine to warm himself up.
System: [It will cool down in two days. 】
Sometimes, it seems that the more you get used to it, the more you feel the longing in hindsight, like ants gnawing at the heart, dense and stinging, with great stamina.
Missing me feels like a piece is missing from my heart, incomplete, empty, and the wind is blowing in. The feeling is not pleasant.
It was only at certain inadvertent moments that I realized that he was gone.
The dead of night seems to be the time when people are most emotionally charged.
He didn’t really want to think about what Gu Yinzhou was doing, he just knew that he missed him.
Jiang Zefeng was sitting on a stool, holding a wine flask and drinking wine. The moonlight fell on him.
He promised Gu Yinzhou that all he had to do was wait. He would only wait for this once in his life.
[How many systems have you led?] Jiang Zefeng asked curiously.
System: [Many. ]
Jiang Zefeng: [Tell me a story?]
System: [According to regulations, the details cannot be disclosed. 】
【Okay. ] Jiang Zefeng said, [Then you can tell me whatever you want. ]
The system spoke casually and steadily, slowly telling one of his most proficient stories – “The Unsolved Mystery of the Lady of the Castle”.
pace of life in the village is not fast, but time passes quickly. In the kitchen of Jiang Zefeng’s home, the word “正” is written squarely on the wall of the stove, and he adds a stroke of it every morning, unknowingly. , I finished writing one “positive” after another.