Chapter 120: The Even Poorer Boyfriend
Zhou Qian choked and grimaced, his face turning red, and his freshly healed scars looked like they were about to split open!
Huai Yu frantically patted his back and fed him water, finally helping him catch his breath after a while. Zhou Qian lost his appetite, slumped back on the bed, and asked her, “What’s going on with you?! You’re so young, and you already dared to date?!”
Huai Yu looked a bit puzzled. “How would I know? I can’t remember. I just vaguely recall that maybe I had one a long time ago.”
Zhou Qian got even angrier. “A long time ago? How long ago? Were you even in middle school then?”
He clenched his fists tightly, his healed scars actually cracking a little with tiny traces of blood, veins bulging, “Damn it! Little bastard! Don’t let me find out who it is!”
He stared at Huai Yu. “Think hard. What’s his name? Where does he live? Any distinctive features?”
Huai Yu obediently thought seriously. “It was many years ago in the dream… I could still go shopping back then, so it must have been at least six years ago!”
“I guess I was around 20… See? I told you, I must have somehow mutated and shrunk! I was definitely older than I look now.”
What kind of mutation could shrink someone from over 20 to sixteen or seventeen? Reverse aging?
But Zhou Qian didn’t care about any abilities right now; what mattered was, “Don’t get sidetracked. Think about that boyfriend of yours.”
“Oh.” Huai Yu recalled again, “That boyfriend was probably also just over 20, seemed like a college student.”
“Oh, right. I was super poor back then. But that boyfriend was even poorer than me.”
She sounded genuinely emotional when she said that.
She had always imagined she used to live a glamorous life of wearing gold, living in a mansion, surrounded by 800 male servants.
If that were true, it would make sense that after enjoying so much luxury in the first half of life, now she had to endure some hardship… that would feel like a fair balance, right?
But if it was really like the dream… wow, each chapter of life just kept getting worse! What’s the point of that?
Zhou Qian’s frown deepened. “You were super poor back then… That makes sense. If you came from a rich family, you wouldn’t know so much survival stuff now, right?”
“But you were already so poor, and you still dated someone even poorer? What, were you trying to double up on poverty?”
Huai Yu got more annoyed!
“How would I know! All I remember is that he bought a milk tea for 39 yuan, and before I could even taste it, he confessed.”
So annoying! She clenched her fists: that acceptance was way too casual in the dream! At the very least, it should’ve come with some fried chicken, two grilled pig trotters, three marinated chicken feet, and four tea eggs…
That would’ve made it feel more serious, right?
“Damn it!” Zhou Qian also punched the bed. “I knew you hadn’t had a good life! Look at you! Just a cup of milk tea!”
He was really mad!
But after his anger subsided, a wave of worry crept in: “Are you sure you weren’t married or had kids before?”
Huai Yu gave a sheepish laugh. “Not sure…”
Seeing Zhou Qian about to explode again, she quickly explained: “I really don’t remember! It’s not like my brain is under my control!”
“If you can’t remember, just don’t think about it.”
Zhou Qian quickly stopped her. “Seriously, don’t even think about it. You said it yourself—you must have shrunk now, so they probably wouldn’t recognize you—right? They wouldn’t recognize you, right?”
“Anyway, whether they recognize you or not, if anyone calls you, you must not admit anything!”
“If some deadbeat guy shows up with a kid and the kid grabs your leg yelling ‘Mom,’ you absolutely cannot admit it, okay?”
He was exasperated: “One milk tea and you became someone’s girlfriend? That proves how immature you were. An immature girl is easy to fool—nine times out of ten you’d end up with a scumbag.”
“So, if any stranger calls your name or something, do NOT respond!”
Huai Yu also nodded seriously, “I definitely won’t respond!”
She was really scared a scruffy old guy with a snotty-nosed kid might pop out of nowhere, calling her ‘wife’ or ‘mom.’
Seeing how obedient she was now, even though Zhou Qian knew Huai Yu’s real age might be older than she looked, he couldn’t help but still worry.
But the past was out of their control, so he just went back to his food, scooping rice from the steel bowl and stuffing it into his mouth.
With that little episode, even the braised rice with pork cracklings and cowpeas—rated below level 5 mutation—didn’t taste as sweet anymore.
Suddenly!
Zhou Qian remembered something—After General Wu Yue returned to the Imperial Capital, he once called to ask Huai Yu’s name and appearance…
Hiss!
His whole body tensed up!
What had he said back then? He racked his brain, then nervously asked Huai Yu, “What do you think of General Wu Yue?”
Huai Yu looked at him, “You want the truth?”
Zhou Qian glared, “Hurry up, don’t dodge.”
“I’m not dodging.” Huai Yu muttered, “I’m just afraid you admire him a lot. He wrecked my house, and you still told me not to blame him!”
Zhou Qian: …
That’s because…
That’s because he had a rosy filter for Wu Yue because of the Rose Corridor!
And besides, the guy had risked his life at a young age; respecting him seemed fair, right?
But now, thinking about how Wu Yue had once asked about someone named Huai Yu, Zhou Qian started feeling uneasy again.
In any case, he stared at Huai Yu. “Just be honest—what do you think of General Wu Yue?”
What did she think?
Huai Yu thought and thought, and finally blurted out instinctively, “Bad luck.”
“What?” Zhou Qian froze.
“I said he’s bad luck!”
“Stealing stuff like a thief, acting all high and mighty, and then just leaving without even apologizing—he thinks just because he arranged to rebuild my house I’d be grateful?”
“I was living just fine before. Did I need him to come tear down my house?”
“Hmph! Don’t think I don’t know—everything in the new house was stuff you thought up and applied for. The ones who built the house were your friends and comrades.”
Just thinking about it made Huai Yu angry.
The treehouse had its inconveniences, but it was something she had built up herself, piece by piece.
The ice sculpture Lin Xuefeng left behind, whether or not it had any protective power, was a really important emotional support for her.
Back then, she was clueless, living out in the wilderness, and hadn’t seen a single living person in ages. Lin Xuefeng showing up at night had scared her, sure, but he had also taught her a lot.
Including how to kill.
In short, even though they only spent one night together, he had always done more than he said.
Thinking of that made Huai Yu even angrier, “They’re both generals, but when Lin Xuefeng left, he even cleaned my place, wove baskets, and chopped firewood for me!”
“And that other guy—he snuck into my house like a thief and even broke two of my baskets!”
“I haven’t even asked him for compensation for the ice sculpture yet!”
“Really bad luck.”
She looked genuinely mad and resentful. Zhou Qian silently took note, and couldn’t help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief—
With her attitude, Huai Yu probably wasn’t the person General Wu Yue was looking for, right?
But thinking about it, he couldn’t help but feel troubled again: This little girl may be young, but wow, she’s hiding a lot of secrets!
