You Must Be Good 80p1

Chapter 80 p1

The moment their eyes met, a watery mist flowed between them, condensing into a thousand unspoken words.

After Qiao Xiaoxiao called out “Jiejie,” she was instantly choked with emotion.

How she wanted to tell Chu Xinrou.

—Jiejie, I’ve thought it through. As long as I can be by your side, I can accept anything.

And Chu Xinrou was also staring at her in a daze, not even blinking.

Xiaoxiao had lost weight and was very tired… but the light had returned to her eyes, which had once been full of complex emotions, low and lost.

Chu Xinrou also had a lot on her mind to say. In the days they had been apart, she had thought it through. She could no longer care about the secular gaze or the established rules. She only hoped that a smile would always remain on Xiaoxiao’s face.

Silence flowed between them, yet it was more deafening than any words.

Sister Yang was completely dumbfounded.

She, who had originally wanted to have a free meal, took a step back, then another, and slowly retreated.

The sunlight poured down. Yang Feitang had originally subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes, but she suddenly paused when she remembered the scene inside the house. She lowered her arm, letting the golden specks of light fall all over her body. The corners of her lips lifted into a cheerful curve, and she couldn’t help but hum a song, “If this isn’t love, what do I have to look forward to…”

The bad thing was that she was humming a song, but the sound was so loud that it directly entered the ears of the two people in the house.

Hearing this, Chu Xinrou bit her lip and turned her head away, her cheeks slightly red. But Qiao Xiaoxiao had the courage. She walked to Chu Xinrou’s side, put down her luggage, held out her arms, and gently hugged her.

“Jiejie… I’m sorry.”

In these five short words were hidden how many sleepless nights of guilt, and how much unspeakable sourness.

Chu Xinrou’s eyes grew hot. She raised her hand and hugged the person in her arms back, saying softly, “Are you hungry? I’ve cooked some noodles.”

How could she not be hungry?

These past few days, Qiao Xiaoxiao had been craving this mouthful of noodles. No matter how good the food outside was, it was not as good as this mouthful at home.

She ate ravenously, even drinking the soup. She told Chu Xinrou about what she had seen and heard on this journey, emphasizing her driving skills. “Jiejie, my driving skills have been honed. Wherever you want to go, I can take you to the ends of the earth.”

Chu Xinrou watched the excitement and fatigue in her eyes from the side and said softly, “In the future, don’t run around. The house is empty when you’re not here.”

Qiao Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and her eyes started to get hot again.

There was no criticism or blame as she had imagined, but instead, it was full of gentleness.

Chu Xinrou really missed her very much.

Every night, Chu Xinrou would stare at the table in Qiao Xiaoxiao’s living room in a daze.

She thought of when she had first arrived, sitting there, even her breathing cautious. She would start studying as soon as she got home from school, and sometimes she would study until dawn. Her small body was hunched over, as if she didn’t know fatigue. Chu Xinrou had tidied up her draft paper for her. The paper was densely covered with all sorts of calculations. She had put it all away, to keep as a memory for Xiaoxiao in the future.

She had never thought that she would be the first to look back on these memories.

And those marks of her growing taller, Chu Xinrou had stroked them countless times.

She was a child she had watched grow up.

How could she just leave?

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn’t dare to look at Chu Xinrou, her voice very low. “Jiejie, you were sick during this time…”

Chu Xinrou knew the guilt in her heart and said softly, “It’s okay. I just cough occasionally.” Before she could finish, another suppressed, light cough came.

Qiao Xiaoxiao’s eyes instantly turned red, her throat bobbing, but she couldn’t say a word.

“It’s really nothing,” Chu Xinrou reached out and ruffled the top of her head, her voice as gentle as if she were coaxing a child. “Didn’t the expert say? Having a fever once a year can actually regulate your immune system and is good for your health.” As she spoke, a slightly pale smile appeared on her lips, but when she met Qiao Xiaoxiao’s wet gaze, she unconsciously turned her head away.

From the moment Xiaoxiao had entered the house, Chu Xinrou’s heartbeat had lost its rhythm.

Every time she met her gaze, it would become even more chaotic.

Xiaoxiao had long since felt this kind of emotion. She had endured a secret crush so many times and had long since gotten used to it. She was used to her heartbeat being different when she spoke to Chu Xinrou.

The fatigue accumulated from the days of running around finally burst forth at this moment.

Returning to her familiar home, Qiao Xiaoxiao finally felt that her feet were truly on solid ground. She quickly took a hot shower. She had originally wanted to take a short nap and then get up to make soup for her sister, but the moment her head hit the pillow, her heavy eyelids could no longer be lifted.

In a half-awake state, she felt someone gently lift her head. A warm breeze blew through her hair, mixed with the familiar light fragrance of Chu Xinrou. The sound of the hairdryer was very soft, as if it were afraid of disturbing her dream.

“Jiejie…” Qiao Xiaoxiao murmured unconsciously, her voice sticky. She was a little dazed from sleep and didn’t even know where she was.

Chu Xinrou stopped her movements and looked down at her flushed sleeping face, her fingertips gently brushing over her slightly furrowed brows. “Yes, I’m here. Sleep.”

The warm breeze sounded again. Qiao Xiaoxiao was surrounded by a warm and familiar scent and soon fell asleep.

But Chu Xinrou did not get up for a long time. She gently put down the hairdryer, her fingertips suspended in mid-air, and in the end, she didn’t dare to touch that sleeping face.

In the dim yellow light of the desk lamp, her gaze carefully traced Xiaoxiao’s silhouette—her trembling eyelashes, her flushed cheeks, and the corners of her lips that were always stubbornly pressed together.

How many sleepless nights of longing had she spent, tracing this face over and over again in her mind?

Now that the person was right in front of her, it still didn’t feel real.

She had had enough of this feeling of thinking of someone over and over again. In the future, no matter what happened, she would not let Xiaoxiao leave so easily.

The next day, when Qiao Xiaoxiao woke up, she went to make angelica and jujube black chicken soup for Chu Xinrou, thinking of giving her sister some good nourishment.

Yang Feitang also came over early in the morning and was sitting in the living room, talking to Chu Xinrou.

As for the content of the conversation, Chu Xinrou didn’t want to bother with a single word.

That loud voice pierced through the glass door of the kitchen, and Qiao Xiaoxiao, who was inside, heard it clearly.

“Oh, you’ve gotten your little face all rosy in one night? You can sleep now? It’s not the time when you’re staring with big eyes and dark circles, pretending to be a female ghost to scare me?”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, this brat is different. She also has a calming and beautifying effect.”

“No, Xinrou, why did you pay attention to her? Weren’t you going to break her dog legs? I see that the brat’s feet are perfectly fine and extremely flexible.”

“Weren’t you going to make her never come home again? Quick, do you need me to hand you a stick to beat her out?”

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