Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 223 Bah! what!

"You're dreaming!" Jia Dongxu turned his head away abruptly, avoiding her touch, his eyes filled with disgust and hatred, "Who do you think you are? Even if I die, I will never fall for a fickle bitch like you!"

Xu Huizhen's expression froze instantly, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it, put on a pitiful look, and said softly: "Dongxu, how can you say that to me? I'm doing this for your own good! Look at you now, Qin Huairu doesn't care about you at all, you are so pitiful alone..."

"No need to pretend!" Jia Dongxu interrupted her and said coldly, "Get lost! I don't want to see you again!"

Xu Huizhen wanted to say something else, but seeing the undisguised disgust in Jia Dongxu's eyes, she knew that it would be useless to continue, so she snorted coldly and turned away.

"Bah! What a thing!" Jia Dongxu spat at Xu Huizhen's back, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

"Qin Huairu..."

Jia Dongxu could hardly believe his eyes. He blinked hard, fearing that he was hallucinating. However, when he opened his eyes again, the familiar figure was still standing there. It was none other than Qin Huairu.

She looked much more haggard, her originally fair face had lost its color, her eye sockets were sunken, and her once bright eyes were now dull. But she was still wearing the washed-out blue floral shirt, but the originally bright red flowers had now faded to a light pink.

All of a sudden, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart: anger, grievance, longing, and - a glimmer of indescribable hope.

"You... why are you here?" Jia Dongxu's voice was hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Qin Huairu did not answer, but walked silently to the bedside and placed a net bag in her hand on the bedside table. The net bag contained two lunch boxes, emitting a faint smell of rice.

"I... I brought you some food." Qin Huairu's voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was deliberately avoiding Jia Dongxu's gaze.

Jia Dongxu looked at the two lunch boxes, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak. He didn't know what to say or what to do.

"Have you...have you eaten?" After a long silence, Jia Dongxu finally found his voice.

Qin Huairu shook her head and said nothing.

Jia Dongxu struggled to sit up, but was pulled back by the pain in his body. He gasped in pain, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

"Don't move!" Seeing this, Qin Huairu hurried forward to support him, with a hint of panic and worry in her tone.

Jia Dongxu was stunned. He felt the warmth from Qin Huairu's hand, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions. This was the first time they were so close since she left.

"Are...are you okay?" Jia Dongxu looked at Qin Huairu, his eyes full of concern.

"I'm fine." Qin Huairu shook her head, opened a lunch box, took out a bowl of porridge, blew it gently, and handed it to Jia Dongxu, "Eat something."

Jia Dongxu looked at the bowl of steaming porridge in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart. In the past, this was the food he hated the most, and he thought it was bland and tasteless, but now, he felt that this bowl of porridge was the most delicious delicacy in the world.

He took the bowl and drank it in big gulps. The porridge was very hot, but it warmed his stomach and his cold heart.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Qin Huairu said softly, her eyes full of heartache.

After Jia Dongxu finished his porridge, Qin Huairu opened another lunch box, which contained two white steamed buns and a plate of pickles.

"This is..." Jia Dongxu looked at the food, somewhat confused.

"I got this from the factory cafeteria." Qin Huairu explained, "The chef in the cafeteria felt sorry for me and gave me an extra bun."

Jia Dongxu looked at the two steamed buns with mixed feelings. He knew how precious food was these days, not to mention eating in the factory cafeteria. He didn't know how much trouble he would have to go through to get one more steamed bun.

"Have you...have you eaten?" Jia Dongxu asked with a trembling voice.

Qin Huairu shook her head, avoiding his gaze, not daring to look him in the eye.

"You..." Jia Dongxu wanted to say something, but saw Qin Huairu suddenly stand up, pack up the lunch box and put it back into the net bag.

"Where are you going?" Jia Dongxu asked, with a hint of panic in his tone.

"I...I should go back." Qin Huairu lowered her head and spoke in a soft voice, as if she was avoiding something.

"Go back? Where to?" Jia Dongxu grabbed her hand and said anxiously.

Qin Huairu's body trembled noticeably, but she did not struggle. She just lowered her head and remained silent.

"Say something! Where are you going back to?" Jia Dongxu looked at her, his eyes full of anxiety and fear.

"I..." Qin Huairu bit her lip, as if struggling with something.

"Are you going back to find him?" Jia Dongxu's voice suddenly rose octaves, his tone filled with anger and despair.

Qin Huairu's body trembled violently. She slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"Yes! I want to go back and find him! I..."

"Pa!" A loud slap interrupted Qin Huairu's words.

Jia Dongxu looked at his hands in disbelief. He actually hit her, the woman he once swore to protect for the rest of his life.

Qin Huairu covered her face, tears silently falling, her eyes filled with hurt and despair.

"You hit me?" Her voice trembled, and her tone was full of disbelief.

"I..." Jia Dongxu opened his mouth and wanted to apologize, but didn't know what to say.

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly, tears blurring her eyes, "You hit me? What qualifications do you have to hit me?"

She suddenly shook off Jia Dongxu's hand, turned around and ran out of the ward.

"Huai Ru! Don't leave!" Jia Dongxu wanted to chase after her, but he couldn't move because of the pain in his body. He could only watch Qin Huai Ru disappear at the door of the ward, despair and regret drowning him like a tide.

Jia Dongxu was the only one left in the ward. He sat powerlessly on the bed, tears silently streaming down his face, his heart filled with bitterness and despair.

In the evening, the yard was crowded with people early in the morning, and adults and children all stretched their necks, looking forward to it.

Xu Damao proudly directed everyone to place the projector and debug the equipment.

"Da Mao, you are really capable. Where did you get this thing from?"

"That's right, this is a rare item. Have you made a fortune?"

Everyone was talking about it at once, their tone full of envy and jealousy.

Xu Damao smiled proudly and said mysteriously, "I got this with great difficulty. Just wait and see the movie. I guarantee it will open your eyes!"