Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 42

The moment he raised his head, Xue Yu confirmed that the person in front of him was Cheng Chi.

Cheng Chi also took the opportunity to see his appearance clearly.

The man froze, his expression changing several times in an instant, from dull at first to disbelief later. The cold wind blew, making his voice hoarse and low: "...Xue Yu."

Xue Yu shrank back when he was called.

He noticed the change in Cheng Chi's eyes. They were still as fiery and straightforward as when he stared at him in the village that year, but there was something else inside. He couldn't tell what it was, but it was probably something bad.

He saw Cheng Chi's hands, which were rough and broad. He didn't know what he had been doing over the years, but they looked even more powerful than before. He could lift one person with one hand before, but now he could probably lift three or four.

His clothes were also more elegant than before, no longer shabby and rustic, which the young widow had previously disdained.

The most important thing is that the man’s arm muscles were flexing at this moment, as if he was trying hard not to do anything to Xue Yu.

No way, you want to beat him up as soon as you meet him?

Xue Yu couldn't help but lower his little face.

Cheng Chi's gaze was too aggressive, as if he wanted to strip him of his clothes. He was no longer as obedient and slow as he used to be. As soon as this thought came to Xue Yu's mind, he heard Cheng Chi's low and deep voice floating down from above his head, as if he had been wronged: "You didn't keep your promise."

Xue Yu looked up in bewilderment. The man had put away his strange emotions and lowered his eyes. Looking at his expression, he looked like a heartless man who had abandoned his husband and children. He curled his lips and said, "What's with that expression on your face? What did I do to you?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Chi's mouth drooped again.

Xue Yu was stunned. Under the cold and snowy sky, he even broke out in a sweat. "No, I really forgot. Look up. Don't make me look like a bad guy."

"Are you going to tell me or not? If not, I'm leaving."

After being questioned several times, Cheng Chi finally spoke up: "I went back to look for you for a long time, and they said you moved away and would never come back."

After not seeing him for a year, the man had grown taller and wider, but his lost and uncomfortable facial features were still like a puppy using its paws to dig its way out of a pot: "...You said you would wait for me to come back."

So even when he suddenly arrived in a completely unfamiliar big city, he relied on this sentence to get through it.

He kept waiting until Yan Lilan relaxed her vigilance and lifted the ban on him, and then returned to the village as soon as possible.

But the young widow was no longer there, and he was the last person to know that he had moved away.

If he hadn't met him today, he didn't dare to think about whether he would ever see Xue Yu again.

Angry, sad, and confused, he imagined many times that if he ran into Xue Yu again, he would definitely carry Xue Yu back to the village, even if he was called a human trafficker. But when he really met him, he couldn't bear to let him go.

The air was silent for several seconds.

Xue Yu...Xue Yu clenched his big toe.

If Cheng Chi hadn't told him, he would have forgotten everything. After all, what he said at the beginning was what Cheng Chi wanted to hear. He said it because Cheng Chi wanted to hear it, but he didn't take it to heart at all, because he never thought about seeing Cheng Chi again.