Chapter Fifty-Three: The Unseen You

  "Village Small Harmony."

  "Hmm." Soichiro wrapped himself in a blanket and held a cup of red wine. After all, he couldn't be mentioned in the same breath as some commoner.

  "You're drinking with the crystal cup your dad bought from the black market, and you're really okay with that?" Xia An'an was truly speechless at Zhu Xiaohe's audacity, this kid was really frightening when he got reckless.

  "Mind your own business." Zhuang He gave Xia An'an a sly and flirtatious glance, scaring her so much that she got goosebumps all over.

  "Go ahead! You just drink your wine in peace." Xia An'an glanced away and continued gazing at the moon.

  After a long silence, Xia Anan's coffee was finished and Zhuang He's red wine was also finished.

  "Good."

  "Hmm." No matter how you listen to it, it sounds like a tipsy Zhang Hua.

  I had a dream today.

  "Uh-huh."

  Take a glance, damn it! Really asleep? Eyes are all closed.

  Just as Xia An was looking at him with disdain, Zhuang He suddenly opened his eyes and smiled sluggishly: "What? Am I not very handsome, making you infatuated?"

  "Hit him!" Xia An'an really wanted to throw a basin of water at his face.

  "I had a dream about the boy I met when I was ten years old."

  Zhuang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly, "What's wrong? It's very normal."

  "But you know what? That year, I don't know why I followed that little thing that didn't even look like a dog to that deserted construction site. But today, I had a dream and the scene from that year appeared again in reality, and I almost fell into that big black hole trying to save that little thing."

  "If it weren't for that boy, I might not be sitting next to you right now..."

  Zhuang He looked at Xia An'an, who was tilting her head back, trying very hard not to let tears fall, her black eyes shining with crystal clear tears, under the moonlight, sparkling with an unusual glow.

  In the end, there were too many tears, streaming down her cheeks, tracing the edges of her ears, and falling silently onto the blanket.

  "But, in the end...” Zhuang and Ming clearly heard her uncontrollable sobbing, although it was very faint. “He and that little thing both fell in, I...I wanted to find someone to rescue them, but when I went back again, the excavator had already filled up the hole. I tried my best to tell those workers that someone had fallen in, but no one believed me. They said they had checked before filling the hole."

  But I really saw them fall down, and... it was that boy who pulled me up, how could I be wrong. But in the end, I didn't even see his face clearly...

  They don't believe me! None of them believe me."

  "I believe you." Zhuang He gently wiped away her tears, pulling Xia An'an into his arms, answering softly but with unwavering determination.

  Xia An tightly wrapped her arms around Zhuang He, burying her face in his neck, she really didn't want to think about that thing again, but why did she dream of it once more today?

  Zhuang hugged Xia An'an tightly, and felt the tears overflowing from Xia An'an's neck, still warm, which painfully pierced his heart: Why! Why wasn't he by her side at that time!

  Perhaps the boy wasn't buried at all?

  Zhuang felt that Xia An'an seemed to have fallen asleep, his body had already softened and the hands holding his waist had also loosened. It was just the dry mark on his neck that made him feel very uncomfortable.

  He raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky: perhaps, that was the truth.