Chapter 21: Try to be a person first
Wen Xian: "..."
The air fell silent for a second, then two seconds.
Wen Xian sat back down, head lowered as she stuffed food into her mouth, fiercely biting down as she muttered ambiguously, "Pretend I didn't say anything."
To hell with it!!
The little deer in her heart was so agitated that it seemed to have developed epilepsy.
Was he toying with her, or was she being too forward, too vulgar?
Wen Xian fumed with her head down, her mouth stuffed so full that her cheeks bulged like a little squirrel, looking incredibly amusing.
Lu Xiao glanced at her, that image falling into his view.
He lowered his head, continuing to eat.
But the corners of his lips seemed to tug up slightly.
Neither spoke afterward, Wen Xian declaring she would sulk for twenty more minutes before she would deign to speak to him again.
After they had nearly finished eating, they cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen.
Originally, she didn't want to clean up, because after all, she was such a brash grandee, but seeing Lu Xiao stand up and head toward the kitchen, she pretended to be a hard-working host and followed him.
Although they hadn't spent much time together, since this was his territory, she decided to tell him about her departure tomorrow.
She could leave without a whisper, as here people could pass in the blink of an eye, once gone for life; so leaving without notice, what of it?
After all, she was that heartless and carefree.
But for some reason, she just wanted to tell him.
Maybe...
She wanted to see his reaction...?
She followed him, her plate and utensils in hand. As she passed by him, she glared at him and said fiercely,
"Don't think you're so great just because you have muscles. Do you think no one else does? Mother's son is coming, and he's a young man from the Tibetan Area, certainly strong and robust. His muscles will definitely be better than yours."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao paused in his step.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Without even bothering to turn his head to look at her, he dismissively popped out two words: "So what?"
Wen Xian snorted coldly, "What else can it mean, if you won't let me feel your arm, then I'll just feel his arm!"
Everyone liked her, except for him, who always clashed with her. What was this if not his strategy of feigned indifference?
But at the moment,
After Wen Xian's words fell, Lu Xiao finally turned his head, his gaze landing on her face, he scoffed, "You should first try being human. Mother's son is only seven years old."
With that—
Wen Xian: "..."
!!!
Ah! She didn't want to talk to him anymore!!
Lu Xiao turned on the tap, and with a splash, Wen Xian threw her bowl and chopsticks into the sink and turned to leave!
Her face turned from green to red.
Whether it was out of vexation or embarrassment, she didn't know.
Lu Xiao looked at the dishes she had used in the sink—
After a moment of silence, he poured some detergent onto a sponge, and the tall man stood there in the back kitchen sink, his head bowed as he earnestly began to wash the dishes.
"..."
Sunlight cast over him, with only his and her plates and utensils in the sink.
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Wen Xian was in exceptionally bad spirits at the moment, smoking sullenly alone in the courtyard.
She looked at the blue sky, the vast earth, the distant mountain ranges, but her mind was stubbornly fixed on one person.
It had to be said, how did Lu Xiao end up in such a remote place...?
He obviously wasn't a local, more like a coldly handsome guy from the north.
Her delicate fingertips tapped the soon-to-burn-out cigarette butt, the ash disappearing with the wind.
Suddenly, some noise seemed to come from outside the courtyard—