allendalepharm Chapter 269 Su Feng chooses to bear this torment alone.
Chapter 269 Su Feng chooses to bear this torment alone.
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Ye Wenxi rubbed her ankle; the twist had been quite severe.
She sat on the steps by the roadside, picked up the shoe, and found that the heel was only held together by a thin strip of leather.
She grabbed the heel and snapped it, breaking it completely.
I glanced at my watch.
No, it's too late.
She slipped on the flat shoe and limped toward the bus stop.
After running a few steps, her ankle started to hurt so much that she couldn't run anymore.
They could only grit their teeth and inch forward, one step at a time.
"Damn it, I should have checked the almanac before going out today."
call--
The dilapidated No. 21 bus roared past her.
Ye Wenxi suddenly rushed out, waving at the bus as she chased after it.
"Hey—! Master! Wait—!"
But the distance is too far.
She watched helplessly as the last bus drove further and further away, its taillights disappearing into the night.
"Damn it... I shouldn't have refused the art academy's offer to send me a car."
This should be the last bus.
"Why...."
Ye Wenxi spun around in place to roughly determine the direction.
So she resigned herself to her fate and dragged her injured foot back step by step.
It was just really hard walking; my ankles hurt, and I didn't know the way, so I had to keep looking around.
Passing by a small path, with many people going in and out, Ye Wenxi glanced inside and felt that it looked familiar, as if it was a shortcut to cross this area.
So he followed the crowd and went inside.
At first, it was alright; there were a few people walking back and forth on the road. But the further you went in, the fewer people there were, and the dimmer the lights became.
The alleyways were winding and the houses all looked pretty much the same, and she started to feel a little disoriented.
In late March in Northeast China, the snow is melting.
When the temperature rises above zero during the day, the snow on the eaves melts into water, dripping all day long.
As the sun sets, the temperature drops sharply, and the water freezes back into ice.
The snow in this alley had been trampled down long ago, and now the road surface was covered with a layer of water and a layer of ice, so slippery that you could see your reflection in it.
Ye Wenxi dragged her broken shoe, testing the water or ice with each step before daring to take the next one.
Her ankle was still hurting, and she grimaced as she moved slowly and awkwardly.
On both sides are single-story houses, old alleys, and the smell isn't very pleasant.
There's a local saying: "As long as you don't look up, you'll see thatched huts everywhere."
Now, the truth was laid out before Ye Wenxi. As she passed a few corners, she didn't even dare to look at them, walking quickly and in a state of collapse.
But something even more terrifying is yet to come.
As she walked, she heard footsteps behind her.
I didn't pay much attention at first; they were just fellow travelers.
But the sound grew closer and closer, not with the even rhythm of normal walking; it was coming straight at her, each step rapid and heavy.
She carefully turned her head and glanced at it.
A tall figure, wearing an ordinary cotton coat, his face obscured. But his head and build loomed over him like a wall.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickened her pace, only to find that the person behind her also quickened their pace.
They even consciously moved closer to her.
Ye Wenxi's breathing became labored, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Her mind raced. What should she do?
Elbow strike?
Judging by his physique, she probably couldn't even elbow him.
run?
With a limp and a broken shoe, he couldn't outrun it.
She gritted her teeth and tightened her grip on the bag.
It seems the only option is to use the "child-crushing kick"—just as he gets close, kick him hard and smash him to pieces!
The footsteps behind were getting closer and closer.
Ten meters, eight meters, six meters... two meters...
We'll be there soon.
Ye Wenxi took a deep breath and turned around abruptly.
"Hey!"
He lifted his intact foot, and with all his might, without even looking at his face, kicked him directly in the groin!
"Holy crap!" came a man's exclamation.
It's over! Ye Wenxi's head buzzed.
The man grabbed her leg and held it firmly in mid-air, preventing her from moving.
"Ye Wenxi, what are you doing?" Su Feng's still-shaken voice came from above.
He released his grip, and Ye Wenxi's leg fell back to the ground with a "thud".
"Su Feng?!"
Ye Wenxi stared wide-eyed at the person in front of her in surprise.
"What are you doing here? What were you trying to do?" Ye Wenxi was still in shock.
"I'm going home. I was just about to ask you something. Were you trying to make me infertile?" Su Feng frowned, instinctively on guard, his face showing lingering fear.
Ye Wenxi turned her head away, somewhat embarrassed, and said:
"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."
"But...why didn't you call out to anyone when you were walking? You just followed behind me like that, I thought...I thought you were being a pervert."
"How was I supposed to know it was you? You were limping around; I thought you were disabled," Su Feng said, recovering his composure. "I just wanted to walk ahead of you to make sure I was right."
"Oh...that scared me to death." Ye Wenxi clutched her chest. "I missed the bus, and I was thinking of taking a shortcut home."
"Go home? If you keep walking, you'll be almost at my house." Su Feng was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh.
He looked down and noticed the crooked foot and the shoe that had lost its heel.
"Pfft—" He laughed so hard his shoulders shook. "How come your heel fell off?"
Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "You were chased by a dog."
"Dog? Nonsense, this..." Su Feng stopped laughing halfway through, his eye twitched, and he finally realized that this was a roundabout way of insulting him.
"Pfft—" Ye Wenxi couldn't help but laugh too.
Su Feng remained silent, his hands in his pockets.
"I'm leaving!" He deliberately strode forward.
"Hey? Su Feng..." Ye Wenxi quickly called out to him.
She stood there, a little embarrassed, and said, "Um... which way should I go?"
Su Feng turned around, a smirk playing on his lips: "Come with me."
"Where are you going?" Ye Wenxi asked warily.
"Come home with me..."
He had only uttered half a sentence when he saw Ye Wenxi's brows furrow, and he quickly finished the sentence, clearly annoyed:
"Come back with me to get the car! I'll take you home!" She then rolled her eyes at Ye Wenxi.
"With legs like yours, it'll take you two hours to walk back."
Ye Wenxi's ankle hurt so much that she couldn't walk fast, and besides, she was really afraid of encountering bad people again.
"Well... thank you," Ye Wenxi said softly.
"Thanks for that? Aren't you afraid I'm a pervert?" Su Feng turned his head and added smugly.
Ye Wenxi glared at him irritably, pouted, and limped forward.
Su Feng chuckled softly and walked in front of her, always keeping a distance of about one meter.
The alley grew deeper and deeper, the road became increasingly slippery, and Ye Wenxi walked very slowly, each step visibly painful.
Su Feng slowed his pace, his gaze occasionally falling on her feet and her limping back.
Then it quickly moved away.
Thoughts kept popping into my head... Help her? Carry her on my back? Give her a helping hand?
He felt an uncontrollable pang of heartache, a pain that made him feel uncomfortable as well.
But that was all he could do, keeping that one or two meters between them, walking away step by step.
Because, at that moment, an unexpected yet perfectly reasonable person appeared in his mind.
If it were the old Su Feng, he would never have imagined that his restraint and forbearance were because of Lu Weidong.
But now, a voice keeps echoing in my mind:
No matter how reasonable his reasons may be, as long as there is even a trace of inappropriate overstepping or covetousness in his heart, he will despise himself.
Therefore, Su Feng chose to bear this torment alone.