Un joven enfermizo que viaja a la época de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 69

Watching them walk away, when only a scrap of cloth remained of the Unwavering Banner, Qianqing led the way in leaving.

I sobbed as I carefully put away the treasure I had acquired, heartbroken, and went back to see if I could make a fake. I'll use it again when he comes back, I'll wait for you to come back! I said I would, and I will do it.

But no one expected that when he returned, everything had changed...

Zi Mo, the transvestite, the ugly monster, and the esteemed me were all riding together on the bus back to the city.

The atmosphere felt strange with one person missing. I sniffled my red, tear-stained nose and hugged the souvenir Wu Hui had left me tightly. I couldn't lose this; losing it would affect my walking posture.

I wiped away a tear that hadn't come out, and looked around blankly. Everyone was quietly eating their meals.

It's understandable that the ugly guy is naturally sick and doesn't like to talk. Plus, I've offended him before, so it's reasonable for him to ignore me for the rest of his life. But what are the other two idiots pretending to be so profound for?

The transvestite looked at Zi Mo, Zi Mo looked at Chou Qian, and Chou Qian didn't look at anyone.

Let me look at everyone, what's going on here!

You've already lost your leader as soon as Wu Hui left!

"The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, who knows if he will return?" I sobbed twice, then continued to mourn—no, wrong, I continued to grieve.

Chou Qian glanced at the car and inexplicably replied: "It should be 'The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return.'"

Huh! My eyes widened in surprise. I've crossed over into my own kind!

"Or it could be 'The wind howls and the Yi River is cold, the hero goes forth but will surely return,' but based on the imagery of the first line and the context of your poem, the former is the most likely."

You scared me! But you actually guessed that! Just kill me! You're insulting my intelligence.

"No, it should be 'The wind howls and the Yi River is cold, the hero departs and never returns.' This expresses the poet's magnificent and magnanimous spirit and his fearlessness in the face of worldly conventions."

Ha! What are you so arrogant about?

[Text: Chapter Forty-Two]

"Poet? Which poet? I consider myself well-read, and I dare say I've never seen such verses before." The ugly man's eyes remained fixed on the board, speaking casually yet damn well hitting the nail on the head.

"None of your business." You bastard, you never say anything nice. You're a real jinx.

"It's none of my business, I'm just curious."

"Curiosity killed the cat."

"This person's poems are so poignant and sorrowful; he must be a famous writer. What do you think, Su Gu?"

“Yes.” Su Gu nodded obediently, looking at me with great interest.

"But have you heard of it?"

"This..." The transvestite scratched his head, beginning to think about when he had shaken hands with Brother Qu Yuan.

"Hey! He's an unknown poet, indifferent to fame and fortune, unlike some people who just know how to show off." I was talking about Chou Qian; all he does is show off. He even called himself a child prodigy when he was young! How embarrassing!

“Even Wuming should have heard of it.” Chouqian leaned back in his car seat, his gaze unwavering as he continued his pointless chatter with me.

I'm so confused. I've never seen you so long-winded before. Are you acting crazy today?

I turned around and snuggled into Zi Mo's arms, ignoring that plague: "Fourth Brother, since Hui Hui left, there's no one to keep me company." I sniffed, "I'm so pitiful! I've become an unwanted child."

Zi Mo patted me as usual and coaxed me, "You still have your fourth brother to keep you company." Zi Mo is the best. At least he never pursues nonsense. Over the years, Zi Mo has never questioned my outrageous behavior. Even behaviors that my mother cannot understand, Zi Mo never stops. Such a good brother is truly a blessing in life.

"Yes!" She raised her tear-stained face, smeared with saliva, and said to him, "Only Fourth Brother is left. I'm closest to Fourth Brother Huihui. Without you, no one will keep me company. Fourth Brother will never leave me, right? He won't let Xiaoyi become a pitiful child." And he won't be like that lunatic Chouqian, speaking in a sarcastic and unsettling way.

"Yes, Fourth Brother will always be with Little Eleven." Zi Mo pulled me onto his lap. It seemed that my words had inadvertently pleased this brother. He patiently wiped the drool off my face and coaxed me in a soft voice.

The transvestite coughed and said, "According to you, we're not human anymore."

I immediately pointed at him and said, "Fourth Brother, listen—the dog is barking."

"Shen Ziyi! I'll destroy you!" The transvestite swiftly attacked, aiming straight for my head.

Zi Mo wanted to step in to protect me, but I immediately pouted and cried, "Yao Yao doesn't love me anymore. Yao Yao is going to hit me. I'm so pitiful."

The transvestite's right hand landed squarely on my forehead. I couldn't hit him, but I was also reluctant to pull back. His silly, dumbfounded look made me want to laugh. "Little brat, I told you you're not a pushover, and you still dare to challenge me?"

"Waaaaah...!"

"Little Eleven, don't cry." I didn't cry.

"So, forget it, he's in a bad mood, try to understand," Zi Mo said, speaking up for me.

The transvestite glanced at me, reluctantly sat down, muttering, "What's with the 'well-behaved' attitude? I'm not a rabbit." Throughout the whole thing, the clown didn't move an inch or take his eyes off me. Perhaps that kid's gone mad too? There are more idiots these days. But even if he is mad… it's none of my business.

"Waaah...waaah" Wu Hui, you're finally gone! From now on, I can do whatever I want. Let's see who dares to hit me again.

Haha! "Waaaaah...waaaah..."

"Xiao Yi, don't be sad." Zi Mo looked at me with concern, what a loving older brother he was.

Zi Mo hugged me and patted me gently. I carefully tucked the jade pendant into my bosom, then, feeling wronged, reached out and wrapped my arms around the handsome guy's waist, rubbing against his chest. Damn, Zi Mo's physique is getting more and more amazing. Drooling…

"Why are you still crying?" Those aren't tears.

"Of course people are sad that they can't see Wu Hui." I wiped my drool and tears. Zi Mo held me without saying a word. The atmosphere was incredibly sad!

But at this time, there are always those who don't understand the situation who come out to cause trouble.

The transvestite frowned, his triangular eyes narrowing, and sneered, "You didn't act like you were dying when he was around, but now that he's gone, are you putting on a show for us? You even know that, what a kindred spirit!"