Little Cotton

10

    People who run away from home always have to pack their luggage.

But Cotton, who just ran away from home and went to the big city, has no luggage to pack.

During the daytime on Monday, Yu Ling searched Zhong Chuyun's house up and down, but in the end she just put a few inconspicuous items into her small bag wrapped in rags.

After all, it is wrong to steal people's money. As a kind cotton flower, Yu Ling knew that she must not do that.

She swears to God that nothing she ended up taking with her was worth anything.

She firmly believed that even if those things were thrown into the trash can, Zhong Chuyun would not find them, and even if they did find them, she would definitely not feel heartbroken.

For example...

Yu Ling quietly took away three of the plastic bags used to cover trash cans.

Putting toothpicks in the kitchen that almost no one would use, Yu Ling quietly took a dozen of them.

There were also wet tissues on the coffee table in the living room that had expired for more than two years, and Zhong Chuyun would never use them. She quietly took away a small stack.

By the way, Zhong Chuyun forgot to throw away the potato chip box that he just finished eating last night when he went out this morning. Yu Ling also washed it, and carefully hid it in his little bag wrapped in rags.

Yu Ling thought that there were very few things she was going to take away. Recently, she helped Zhong Chuyun wash, cook and clean up every day, so it should be worth the board and lodging expenses and these small rags these days.

After packing up her things, Yu Ling closed the door of the house, walked along the elevator to the underground garage, and hid her little rags in a very inconspicuous corner.

There was a red car parked in that corner. The car had already been covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was obvious that it hadn't been moved for a long time.

The package was hidden under the car, sure no one could see it.

Thinking so, the clever little cotton turned around and bounced back home, and began to study the escape route.

The door of the living room is a bit old, and the sound of opening the door is relatively loud, which easily wakes Zhong Chuyun up.

Although the window in the bedroom is not very loud when it is opened, once the night wind blows in through the crack of the window, it may disturb people's sleep.

The windows in the living room are good, the sound is small, and the wind will not be blown into the bedroom.

Even after reaching the ground, she had to go back to the underground garage to get her luggage, but that was nothing.

Cotton, who can run around in the mountains, doesn't care about these few steps.

At noon, Yu Ling cooked a bowl of noodles with the leftovers from yesterday afternoon as usual.

After lunch, Yu Ling cleaned the small house carefully, and brushed Zhong Chuyun's shoes by the way.

She thought, no matter what the motive was, it was true that Zhong Chuyun had been nice to her recently, and now that she was leaving, she had nothing to repay, so she could only clean up the already clean house for Zhong Chuyun.

After tidying up the house, Yu Ling took out a blank sheet of paper, clutched a fountain pen, and was about to leave a book for Zhong Chuyun before leaving to express her apology.

An hour later, the original white paper was covered with countless ink marks.

Yu Ling felt that she was talking too much, and Zhong Chuyun probably didn't care and didn't want to listen.

So in the end, she only tore off the small strip at the bottom that was still clean, and wrote the simplest apology on it.

Around 4:30, the sky outside the window suddenly darkened. It was clearly still afternoon, but it seemed like it was almost night.

It looks like it's going to rain outside.

Yu Ling doesn't like rain, and every cotton plant doesn't like rain very much, especially during the flowering period. Rainy days will make cotton grow poorly.

Although she is no longer an ordinary cotton flower, this does not prevent her from hating rainy days.

What's more, the reason why she separated from Lin Shuang was because of an inexplicable thunderstorm.

The increasingly gloomy sky made Yu Ling anxious.

It was about five o'clock, with the sound of thunder, heavy rain fell outside the window, and the strong wind blew loudly.

Yu Ling was stunned for a while, then quickly stood up, facing the sudden rainstorm and closed the windows of the living room, bedroom and kitchen.

When the windows were closed, the floor tiles by the window in the living room, the cabinets in the kitchen, and the desk in the bedroom were all wet.

Yu Ling took a rag and carefully wiped these places clean. After finishing her work, she unconsciously walked to the window of the living room, held the thick glass window with both hands, and looked downstairs thoughtfully.

The rain was very heavy, the rain poured down, and there was a muffled thunder from time to time, and the whole city became hazy.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, some hid in small shops along the street, some covered their foreheads and trotted all the way, some held umbrellas and were half wet, and their feet were in a hurry.

The main road in the distance has already begun to slow down, and the cars on the road have turned on their lights early.

Yu Ling stood by the window in a daze for a long time, a flash of lightning flashed across the dark sky, followed by a bang of thunder, which instantly scared her into a shiver, turned and ran back to the sofa.

She sat on the sofa with her knees crossed, and for the first time, she hoped that Zhong Chuyun's bad fox would be by her side.

Yu Ling shrank for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that it was getting late, so she hurried into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

That afternoon, Zhong Chuyun came home half an hour later than usual.

After cooking, Yu Ling squatted by the door. As soon as she heard familiar footsteps, she quickly got up and opened the door. She poked her head out and winked at Zhong Chuyun who hadn't walked to the door.

Yu Ling: "Why is it so late today?"

Zhong Chuyun was stunned for a moment, and explained: "It's raining a little bit, and there is a traffic jam on the road."

Yu Ling nodded, and hurriedly opened the door for Zhong Chuyun.

She said: "The rain is so scary, there's been thunder outside..."

Zhong Chuyun leaned over and took off his high heels, raised his eyes and asked, "Are you afraid of this?"

Yu Ling bit her lower lip and said, "We live so high, Will it be struck?"

"The fifth floor is not high, and the buildings in the city have lightning rods." Zhong Chuyun said, slightly raised the corners of his lips, walked past Yu Ling, and said lightly, "Don't say it's just a scene. It's an ordinary thunderstorm, that is, any goblin who wants to overcome the calamity has to go to the mountains in advance."

"Can't we not pick up something like thunder calamity?" "

What do you think?"

"It should not be possible..."

" Hmm."

Yu Ling pursed her lips, went into the kitchen to fill up two bowls of rice, and sat down at the table with chopsticks.

Soon, Zhong Chuyun changed into her pajamas, tied up her long hair with a hair rope, sat beside Yu Ling, and took the chopsticks from her hand.

Just as Yu Ling was about to start eating, she heard Zhong Chuyun quietly asking her a word from beside her.

"Where's your baggage?"

"Well... throw it away."

"Why did you throw it away all of a sudden?" Zhong Chuyun asked lightly.

"The rain came so suddenly that it made the house wet. I thought it was dirty anyway, so I might as well clean the house." Yu Ling said, buried her head in a mouthful of rice, chewed a few mouthfuls, and continued, " When cleaning, I saw that the things in the bag were tattered, so I threw them away."

"Oh." Zhong Chuyun responded without asking any more questions.

Yu Ling buried her head in eating for a long time, and suddenly couldn't help but look up at Zhong Chuyun.

Sensing her gaze, Zhong Chuyun raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Ling pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Is today's food okay?"

Zhong Chuyun said "Yes".

There was no unnecessary reaction, just a "huh".

Yu Ling couldn't help thinking that if the rain outside the window could stop tonight, she would leave.

To be honest, she was somewhat reluctant.

It's not that he doesn't want to part with the comfortable life these days, but that he doesn't want to part with this bad fox who looks exactly like Lin Shuang but always has a cold face.

Yu Ling didn't know why she was reluctant.

It is clear that this bad fox has nothing like Lin Shuang except for its face.

It is clear that this bad fox is cold and doesn't like to listen to or talk to people.

It is clear that this bad fox must have eaten all good things, and he doesn't care about the meals she cooks with care every day.

But she just couldn't bear it.

Maybe...

Maybe it's because there are not many people in this world who have taken care of her, and this bad fox is one of them.

But no matter what, she has to leave, if she doesn't leave, she will become someone else's wife.

In her life, even if she wanted to marry someone, she had to be someone she liked.

So she said goodbye to the bad fox forever.

Thinking this way, Yu Ling finished dinner in silence.

She took the initiative and consciously washed the pots and bowls and chopsticks as usual, then picked up the high heels that Zhong Chuyun was wearing today, and went into the bathroom to clean them.

"You don't need that..."

"No trouble!" Yu Ling said, smiling at Zhong Chuyun with her eyebrows bent.

Seeing Zhong Chuyun, he went into the kitchen to bring a plate, went back to the tea table, picked up a fruit knife and peeled the fruit.

Yu Ling dried her hands and walked to the sofa, only to see a plate of sliced ​​apples on the coffee table, with a few toothpicks stuck on the apples.

Zhong Chuyun leaned on the sofa, not intending to eat.

Yu Ling sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while, watching Zhong Chuyun get up and go back to the bedroom.

She tilted her head, and unconsciously looked at the plate of yellowed apples on the coffee table. After a short thought, her heart couldn't help but she leaned over to put the plate in her hand, and began to eat it one by one.

That night, Yu Ling lay on the floor and pretended to sleep for a long time.

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, she pretended to be restless, and Zhong Chuyun seemed to be sleeping restlessly.

The heavy rain stopped at about three o'clock in the morning.

Yu Ling listened with her ears up for a while, and Zhong Chuyun's breathing on the bed gradually became more even, presumably he was fast asleep.

She climbed up from the floor carefully, her bare feet turned into soft cotton threads, and she could not make a sound when she stepped on the ground.

Little Mianmian, who was about to flee, quietly walked to the hanger where Zhong Chuyun used to hang his bag in the corner of the bedroom, quickly took out the wallet in the bag, and found his ID card in the wallet.

Just when she was about to return the wallet to its original place, she saw Zhong Chuyun's ID card in a blink of an eye.

Zhong Chuyun on the ID card had black hair hanging behind his back, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, like an old friend...

After a moment of trance, Yu Ling silently put the ID card back into the bag.

She sat on the sofa in the living room and pondered for a while, finally shook her head, took out the note from her pajamas bag, and gently pressed it on the coffee table with a water glass.

Yu Ling stood up, took a deep breath, turned into a ball of cotton, got out from the opening of the window just now, and fell towards the downstairs with the wind.

Farewell, the fox she mistook.

Free yourself, brave Cotton!

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The author has something to say:

As we all know, ID photos are not allowed to dye their hair, but a certain fox can only take a qualified ID photo if his hair is dyed.