The bigot's heart is reborn

Chapter 102 Craftsmanship
"I understand, and Shushu, what's the condition of the place where you go, really don't need me to send someone to serve you?"

"If you don't like men, how about I send a woman?"

Feng Yimei was really worried about Jiang Shu's life.

In the past, her elder brother took good care of her, but now that no one is by her side, she always feels uneasy in her heart.

Among other things, with regard to her skill, Feng Yimei seriously doubted whether she would starve herself to death.

Jiang Shu read Feng Yimei's message and smiled knowingly.

This is the difference between Xiaoba and Fifth Sister.

If it was Fifth Sister, she would definitely send a group of people over without any discussion.

If she didn't choose one, it would be miserable.

In the next period of time, she will welcome batches of people until she is willing to accept them.

"I've received Xiaoba's wishes. It's getting late, so go to sleep. Don't worry, I'll be taken care of by someone."

Seeing the last sentence, Feng Yimei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, if you need anything, tell me anytime."

"Ok."

The exchange between the two ended here, a gust of wind blew by, and Jiang Shu looked out the window.

The stars all over the sky reflect the overgrown weeds, and the constant sound of frogs in the air makes it seem quiet.

Although life in the countryside is tough, this kind of night brings rare tranquility.

Jiang Shu couldn't help approaching the window, and a scent of earth came over him.

She couldn't help smiling, the original owner's family conditions were too harsh, the windows were all made of wood, heavy and heavy.

Once closed, the entire room will be airtight.

The wind blew, the dry and cracked soil on the window slid, and it was still again.

This was Jiang Shu's first night at the original owner's house. Although he was unfamiliar, he felt good.

She was tired all day and didn't practice, so she rested early.

She had a good night's sleep, but there was one person who tossed and turned this night.

Mo Wenzhi himself didn't know why the long-lost insomnia came to him again.

However, good sleep has always been rare for him.

After Shu Shu left, most of the time, let alone sleep, he didn't even know what it was like to meditate.

Therefore, insomnia is not terrible.

What really bothered him was that there was a shadow in his mind that he couldn't get rid of.

No matter how disturbed, that scene this morning has been floating in my memory.

The girl was wearing cheap clothes, and he even saw washed white jeans, because they were worn too long, and there was a hole in the ankle.

Obviously these are insignificant things, but the throbbing pain in his heart made it difficult for him to breathe.

The night was getting darker and darker, Mo Wenzhi lay on the bed for several hours, without blinking his deep eyes.

After a while, he sat up from the bed.

With a "click", he turned on the light and walked towards the window.

The curtains in the room are drawn, and the paintings in the room reflect people's eyes.

Mo Wenzhi looked at the extraordinary woman with tenderness in his eyes.

In the past ten years, he has been sleepless for many nights. Only by staring at his heart's painting can he get through this difficult time.

Shushu, you are in another world, are you having fun?
Please think of me once in a while.

Bitterness spread from the corner of Mo Wenzhi's lips, would Shu Shu miss him?
He himself was not sure, even if they lived and died together for ten years, that woman was always like a gust of wind, which he could never grasp.

Now, this wind finally flew out of his embrace, and she would only fly to a wider world.

Can.
(End of this chapter)