CHAPTER 105: CHAPTER 99 FAREWELL_2

The drumstick should be for the girl. I’m really not a man; watching girls eat drumsticks is more my style.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is too thin, just one look at her and she seems like she could be blown over by the wind.

It’s better to fatten her up a bit in the future.

Her parents’ family conditions are average, surely they can’t eat well.

She needs some nourishment.

He’s confident in this task.

Everyone was satisfied after a late-night snack.

...

Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaoxiao got up, not expecting to wake Jia Shu, but Jia Shu got up anyway.

They walked to the transport truck area, still needing to walk a stretch of mountain road; Jia Shu was afraid Jiang Xiaoxiao might encounter some wild animals.

It gets light late in winter, and the mountain path is still very dark.

With someone accompanying her, there’s no need to worry.

Jia Shu is a considerate friend with a kind heart.

Jiang Xiaoxiao packed up, finished washing up, but didn’t have breakfast, no time.

Walking the mountain path takes a long time.

She went out with a schoolbag on her back and a handbag in her hand.

Only to see Song Moting standing outside the door.

"Brother Song!"

Song Moting glanced at Jia Shu, "Jia Shu! You don’t need to go! It’s not convenient for you as a girl, not safe! It’s too dark now, and people will worry. I’ll take her instead, give it to me, I’ll carry it."

He naturally reached out and took the handbag from Jiang Xiaoxiao.

He frowned, it was so heavy; could Jiang Xiaoxiao’s small frame carry it?

Jiang Xiaoxiao was moved, early in the morning, he was here, concerned about this matter.

Song Moting is quite a thoughtful man.

This kind of meticulous thinking is different from He Aiguo’s.

"Jia Shu, you should go back, Brother Song will send me, or I’ll have to worry about you too. I’ll be back soon."

Jia Shu saw that Song Moting was sending Jiang Xiaoxiao, indeed more suitable than herself.

Everyone knows about Song Moting’s skills, they naturally feel reassured.

She reminded Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"You be careful, go early, come back early!"

They are the best of friends now, Jia Shu truly hated to part.

Jiang Xiaoxiao patted her on the shoulder.

Song Moting carried the handbag, leading the way, Jiang Xiaoxiao followed behind.

They didn’t have luxuries like flashlights.

After all, who goes out at night in the forest?

Aren’t they afraid of being carried off by wolves?

Flashlights are too expensive! Hard to buy too.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t have one.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stumbled, almost tripping.

Song Moting grabbed her arm with one hand, lifting her up.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was a bit flustered.

She steadied herself holding onto Song Moting’s arm.

It really wasn’t on purpose. Ever since eating the peach, her senses improved a lot, this incident was really unexpected.

"It’s okay! I didn’t see the path clearly just now."

But Song Moting didn’t withdraw his hand, holding Jiang Xiaoxiao as they walked forward.

"Stay close. On your way back, send a telegram in advance, then I’ll come to pick you up. I think the return bus is also at night, or else it’s not safe for you alone, remember?"

Song Moting kept reminding her, his voice low, deep, and magnetic, carrying a warmth and safety that reassured.

The place on Jiang Xiaoxiao’s arm where he held her felt tingly, slightly numbing.

Her heart warmed.

This was the first time an outsider treated her so well, even better than her dad, mom, brother, and sister.

A warm and safe feeling.

"Yes! I got it! I’ll send a telegram before coming back! I don’t want to be eaten by wolves."

Song Moting chuckled softly, his laugh was enviably pleasant.

"What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao raised her voice a bit, standing out amidst the silent dawn.

"Not laughing at anything, just seeing how obedient you are now, and remembering how valiantly you killed the wolf, it’s really a world of difference."

Jiang Xiaoxiao instantly deflated.

Indeed, being a tomboy but pretending to be a lady.

Sigh!

The pretense broke, as if Song Moting hadn’t seen her heroic posture before, dealing with wolves with a stick.

She laughed heartily.

Song Moting smiled gently.

Their laughter spread far, carried by the cold morning wind, sparking infinite imaginings.

The rest of the journey, Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t speak, Song Moting didn’t either; they quickly reached the foot of the mountain, where they had arranged to meet Li Dahu’s transport truck.

But there was no sign of the truck.

Standing where they were!

The cold wind could blow a person away.

Here, winter could chill to the bone in an instant.

Song Moting stood in the wind, naturally shielding Jiang Xiaoxiao from it.

In the morning sunlight, he looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao’s rosy cheeks from the cold, and took off his red wool scarf, thoughtfully wrapping it around her.

"Brother Song, no need, I’m not cold."

Jiang Xiaoxiao tried hard not to show any signs of fluster or disorder, their actions too intimate.

The little deer in her heart was prancing about.

But Song Moting’s firm actions didn’t stop, his angle of view downward, allowing her to see his attentive gaze, black eyes like a clear lake.

Deep and serene.

"Your face is frozen like this, and you say not cold? Wear it, I’m a grown man, scarf or no scarf doesn’t matter, if you’re uneasy, you can cook roast chicken when you get back, yesterday’s was delicious."

The gentle expression made Jiang Xiaoxiao’s face blush, what was she thinking?

Song Moting certainly didn’t mean it that way.

She tidied up the scarf generously,

"Okay, Brother Song, don’t worry, as long as you can catch a chicken, I’ll cook it for you."

That’s not difficult.

She’s good at cooking.

"The truck’s here."

Song Moting released her, and both suddenly fell silent.

The transport truck did come.

Song Moting took out a handkerchief from his pocket, stuffing it into her hand, with a warm touch.

"Eat it on the truck."

Jiang Xiaoxiao hardly got a word out, the truck driver gestured for her to get on.

Song Moting supported her, watching her get seated properly before closing the door.

"Sir, I’ll trouble you."

The driver waved it off and drove away.

Jiang Xiaoxiao waved, watching the truck drive far away!

Through the rear-view mirror, she could still see Song Moting standing there.