sjar Chapter 121 The Ignited Fuse
Chapter 121 The Ignited Fuse
"Thanks, but I don't eat sweets."
Pu Huai's tone was very natural, as if he was not affected by what happened before, and he just expressed his preferences lightly.
The grandmother next door urged loudly: "Captain Pu, that's a small token of our appreciation, just accept it!"
Anjiu was about to retract his hand but extended it out again.
"Captain Pu, you should accept it. My grandma asked me to send it to you."
"Take it back."
This is the second time I've been rejected.
Anjiu quickly put the chocolate into his pocket, not giving him the chance to embarrass him any further.
"Then Captain Pu, my training——"
"Come back after you've warmed up."
"okay."
"From now on."
"understood."
Anjiu returned home with ease.
Grandma leaned forward and asked, "Did Captain Pu receive it?"
She shook her head: "He doesn't want it."
Grandma sighed, "Just don't bother. Captain Pu is a good man."
Ji Zhenzhen looked around curiously, and finally couldn't help asking, "Xiaojiu, what did you give Captain Pu?"
An Jiu flipped his hand and showed it, "Have you eaten it?"
"No." Ji Zhenzhen took it and looked through it. It was indeed something she had never seen before. "Is it delicious?"
Anjiu opened the bag and divided the small piece of chocolate into three parts, one for each person.
"Try it."
Ji Zhenzhen felt embarrassed, but her grandmother asked her to eat it, so she couldn't refuse the kindness, so she picked up the smallest piece and put it in her mouth.
Her eyes lit up, "It's sweet!"
Sweets can make people feel better, but sweet things have always been expensive in the honeycomb and they cannot afford them.
The chocolate has a dense texture and mellow flavor, and it is the most delicious thing Ji Zhenzhen has ever tasted.
She was excited and thinking about giving something in return. Her eyes turned and she saw the small bottle of oil she had just asked for from Captain Pu.
The relatives should have plenty of food, and she had eaten the wine, so she should give something back. How could she, a lone commander, take advantage of this pair of grandparents and grandchildren who were struggling to make ends meet...
"Xiaojiu, you can use this bottle of oil. It won't do any good for me to keep it, and I have more at home! Please don't refuse, or I will never come again!"
Ji Zhenzhen stuffed the oil bottle into her arms with a forceful attitude, her cheeks puffed up like an irritated puffer fish.
She put the clothes that her grandmother had mended in her arms, and without even bothering to take the needle and thread, she ran away.
Anjiu and his grandmother were left looking at each other in bewilderment. Of course, he had a bottle of oil in his arms that looked like a bomb.
After many twists and turns, the bottle of oil finally fell into her hands.
……
It's a rare day without work, and I can relax and enjoy the wine.
After waking up, I took a nap, had breakfast, and then continued to lie comfortably in bed.
Today is the most comfortable day I have had since coming here.
After all, the room is cold and the quilt is the warmest.
The rain is a little lighter today, but it is still difficult to see the situation outside.
It rained heavily for four days in a row and Anjiu could hardly bear it.
She couldn't see the sun, her ears were filled with rustling sounds 24 hours a day, and the air was damp and cold. She felt like a bug in a sewer, about to mold.
There wasn't much dry firewood left, so she didn't dare to light a fire often - she was planning to use it to dry clothes after the official task was released.
As for Pu Huai, he has kept a certain distance from her since what happened yesterday.
It was obvious at first glance that it was a misunderstanding.
An Jiu could guess that he had a secret, and he didn't want to delve into it, didn't want to get involved, and didn't want to know. Apart from the necessary physical contact and verbal communication during class, he didn't want to chat with him any more.
Several days passed in this peaceful manner.
Anjiu could no longer lie still, so he trained and moved his body from time to time, walking around in the small room of five square meters, with anxiety gradually appearing on his face.
Such a room gave her a sense of being in a cage, and the darkness outside the window and the endless rain day and night made her extremely irritated.
In addition, it felt like someone was tickling her with a feather in the joints of her limbs, making it impossible for her to sit or stand, and she could only walk around in circles in the small room.
But she had to go back after just a few steps, which made her angry even more.
"The room is too small, it feels like being in prison. I will definitely move to a bigger room if I have the chance!"
Anjiu spat out these words angrily, licked his dry lips, scratched his hair, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and his breathing became noticeably heavier.
Grandma noticed that something was wrong with her and suggested, "Why don't you go out for a walk? Staying at home all the time will cause problems."
"Then are you going out?" An Jiu scratched the popliteal fossa behind his knee joint hard, and pounded it hard to relieve the itch.
Grandma shook her head: "I'm fine, I'm used to it."
"I have to get out. I can't stand staying here any longer!"
An Jiu knew rationally that she shouldn't say that, but she couldn't control her emotions. She felt like there was a wild beast locked in her heart, its sharp claws scratching her all the time. She felt very uncomfortable and anxious.
Even if I stuck my head out of the window and let the rain pour down on me, it was of no use at all - the world outside was like a cage made of water, I couldn't see a thing and it was difficult to even breathe air.
She let out a long breath and tried to calm herself down.
She pushed open the iron door and walked out.
They live at the end of Ding Road in District E, a corner where few people pass by.
But now, other residents can be seen shuffling around in the corridors.
They swept away their usual gloomy expressions, their brows were furrowed, their mouths were tightly pursed, their hands were clenched on the corners of their clothes, and they kept rubbing their palms. Their movements were mechanical and tense - they were all people who were forced to no longer stay in their cramped homes.
An Jiu cursed in his heart, turned around to lock the door, and then walked towards those people.
Calm down, calm down, don't get into a conflict. You are being controlled by your emotions now. That person didn't look at you, he just has a squinting eye!
The skinny guy didn't bump into you on purpose, he was pushed over by someone accidentally - did that person not want to die? Did he push someone towards her on purpose? To provoke her?! - No, no, the aisle is so narrow, the skinny guy is almost stepping on his feet to do a ballet.
An Jiu's mind was torn between her conscience and her desires. Her hands hidden in her pockets were clenched into fists, and her body under her clothes was shaking. Her breathing was rapid and heavy, and she seemed ready to fight.
But she used her remaining sanity to control herself.
Just walk all the way to the platform area.
Screams, wails, cries, and scolding mixed together and hit her ears directly. The negative emotions exploded in her mind like a bomb!
Anjiu's already unstable emotions were instantly raised to the highest level!
**!
*****!
There were more people here than she had imagined! The scene was even more chaotic than she had imagined!
Two weeks after the rainy season arrived, the residents of the 48th floor finally could no longer bear the cramped little houses and the crowded narrow corridors.
Negative emotions +1+1+1...madness +1.
The total number exceeded the limit, like a fuse, completely igniting everyone's mental breakdown.