The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 299: 299: The first argument in textiles, Jiang Zhi runs away from home (second update

Chapter 299: 299: The first argument in textiles, Jiang Zhi runs away from home (second update

“Wait for me there.”

“Okay.”

Zhou Xufang ended the call and returned the phone: “Thank you.”

Her phone had been confiscated, and she had borrowed this uncle’s phone on the road.

The uncle, with his dark and aged-looking skin, was a bit skinny and dressed in camouflage: “No problem.” He got off his tricycle, “Looks like the little girl is lost?”

Zhou Xufang nodded: “My family is coming to pick me up,” she said. “They will be here soon.” She couldn’t explain the specifics.

The uncle took off the straw hat he was wearing and moved the tricycle to the side: “Then I’ll wait here a bit. It’s getting dark, and it’s not safe for a young girl to be here alone.”

Zhou Xufang felt bad: “That’s alright, don’t trouble yourself.”

He waved his hand: “It’s fine.” He picked up the phone and called his wife, “Wife, save some dinner for me, I’ll be home late.”

His wife asked if something had happened.

The uncle chuckled: “Don’t worry, nothing serious, just business being too good. There’s a lot of people buying sweet potatoes.”

He really was a good person.

Zhou Xufang glanced at the sweet potatoes on the tricycle and patted her pockets. Alas, she had no money; her phone and wallet had been taken.

After hanging up, the uncle squatted by the roadside and chatted with Zhou Xufang: “Young lady, how old are you?”

The sun had already set, and the distant horizon still had traces of orange twilight.

Zhou Xufang also squatted down: “Twenty-two.”

“Just like my daughter,” the uncle continued, “Are you still studying?”

She shook her head: “No, I’m working.”

In the past, she probably wouldn’t have squatted by the roadside chatting with a stranger like this, as she used to be very wary of strangers.

It felt quite nice.

“What kind of work do you do?”

Zhou Xufang glanced at the tricycle: “Street vending.” She also had a tricycle like this one.

The uncle was surprised: “Oh, same line of work as me!”

She smiled and nodded.

As they were talking, a car drove over.

Zhou Xufang looked at the license plate and waved to the person inside the car: “Jiang Zhi.”

Jiang Zhi got out of the car and pulled her from the roadside to his side, cupping her face and looking her over from left to right: “Are you hurt?”

“No.”

He was still worried: “Let me check again.”

She jumped around a little: “I’m not hurt.”

He sighed in relief, his complexion a bit pale, still shaken up.

“It was this uncle who lent me his phone.”

Jiang Zhi stepped forward to thank him.

The uncle hurriedly waved his hand, saying no thanks were needed, his eyes glancing over Jiang Zhi: “Your boyfriend, huh?” He grinned genuinely, “A handsome lad.”

Zhou Xufang shyly acknowledged it.

Jiang Zhi looked over at the tricycle: “My girlfriend likes sweet potatoes. Could we buy some from you?”

The Zhou Xufang, who didn’t like sweet potatoes, also nodded along.

“Not much left,” the uncle was warm-hearted, “I’ll give them to you.”

Jiang Zhi: “Thank you.”

He helped, picking all the remaining sweet potatoes into a bag and asking the uncle to put it in the trunk. During that time, he took all the cash from his wallet, pressed it on the tricycle, and covered it with a bag.

The uncle, unaware, pushed the tricycle away, turning back to wave: “Goodbye, young lady.”

Zhou Xufang: “Goodbye.”

Only the two of them were left on the road, with very few vehicles passing by as the sun set behind the mountains and the streetlights came on, lighting up Jiang Zhi’s eyes.

“Did they give you penicillin?”

Zhou Xufang nodded, explaining: “I wasn’t hurt; I dodged it. I let them capture me on purpose, just wanted to see what was really going on.”

The people who knew she was allergic to penicillin were few, and none had good intentions. She didn’t want to be too passive, so she played along with them to probe their motives.

Jiang Zhi’s brows furrowed: “Zhou Xufang, get in the car.”

He called her by her full name when he was angry.

He was angry.

Zhou Xufang sat in the passenger seat, fastening her seatbelt, and looked at him cautiously: “Jiang Zhi, did I make you worry?”

His expression was stern: “You still realize that I would worry?”

He had never lost his temper with her before, this was the first time.

Unlike usual, when he just pretended to be stern to scare her, this time, he was genuinely stern: “How many times have I told you not to act alone, not to leave me behind, not to risk yourself? Why don’t you ever listen? Don’t you think about me at all?”

She was used to being independent, skilled in many areas but never learned to rely on him.

Unlike him, even if just going out for a minute, he would always keep her updated, fearing she would worry, fearing she would miss him.

She, however, feared nothing.

Always scaring him!

Zhou Xufang had been scolded before she realized how reckless she had been. Without a retort, she honestly admitted her mistake, “It was my fault.” She had neglected him, and she was wrong, “I’m sorry.”

Jiang Zhi turned his head away.

“Jiang Zhi.”

He ignored her.

She reached out and pulled on his sleeve, “Jiang Zhi.”

Jiang Zhi shook her off, “Don’t pull on my clothes, I need to drive.”

Zhou Xufang’s head drooped, “Oh.” She sat obediently, stealing glances at him, “Jiang Zhi.” She was a bit scared, scared that Jiang Zhi might not like her anymore.

“Don’t talk to me, I’m angry.”

“Oh.” She needed to be obedient. She had many flaws, and if she wasn’t obedient, Jiang Zhi might not like her anymore.

Then, all the way home Zhou Xufang really didn’t speak again.

Jiang Zhi, “…”

Just couldn’t he coddle her a bit more!

Upon arriving home, Zhou Xufang was reporting her safety to Zhou Qingrang.

“Did you get hurt?”

“No.”

Zhou Qingrang asked, “Why did those people capture you?”

Zhou Xufang didn’t want to tell him about the laboratory, knowing that the less he knew, the safer it would be. After thinking it over, she lied, “I offended someone while I was vending, but they let me go after I paid them.”

Zhou Qingrang believed her, “Do you need to call the police? What did Jiang Zhi say?”

“No need to call the police, it’s all been handled.” Zhou Xufang felt very guilty, “I’m sorry for worrying you.” It was indeed her impulsiveness. If not for Yun Sheng’s help, she might not have escaped so smoothly.

Zhou Qingrang mentioned, “Jiang Zhi seemed scared.”

It was probably because Jiang Zhi had seen what she looked like after being injected with penicillin. He was truly scared.

Zhou Xufang was reflecting.

She seemed not to have changed her old habits, daring heaven and earth, thinking herself invincible, yet forgetting that Jiang Zhi was even more jittery than her.

Zhou Qingrang advised her, “Talk things out with him nicely, don’t argue with him.”

Zhou Xufang hummed in acknowledgment, “I know.”

She hung up the phone and sat next to Jiang Zhi, “Jiang Zhi.”

Jiang Zhi ignored her.

She reached out to hug him, trying to appease him, but not knowing how. Should she write a self-criticism? Stand as a punishment?

Jiang Zhi moved her hand away, “I ordered dinner for you, use my phone for now.” He got up, “I’m going out.”

Zhou Xufang was very anxious, standing up, “Where are you going?”

He said, “To buy a phone.”

She asked quietly, “Aren’t you taking me with you?”

“No.”

He left, leaving Zhou Xufang at home.

Zhou Xufang clung to the door, watching him leave, she pulled her hair hard, breaking many strands. It was all her fault!

It was over.

She had exposed her flaws, she wasn’t perfect, Jiang Zhi might not like her anymore!

Zhou Xufang pulled another handful of her hair, wanting to turn herself bald.

Of course, Jiang Zhi didn’t go to buy a phone; he went to Qiao Nanchu’s place, furiously ringing the doorbell.

Qiao Nanchu, annoyed, said, “Stop ringing, I’m coming.”

He opened the door, Jiang Zhi came in, not even taking off his shoes, he sprawled on the sofa.

Qiao Nanchu felt like kicking him, “Did you find Zhou Xufang?”

He replied weakly, “Yeah.”

“Is she alright?”

He made a face as if the whole world owed him, “She’s fine.”

Qiao Nanchu tossed a pair of slippers at his feet and nudged his calf, “Change shoes.” Don’t dirty his sofa, the cushions were made by Wen Baiyang.

Jiang Zhi changed shoes reluctantly.

With that insolent demeanor, who had upset him! Qiao Nanchu sat across from him, “She’s fine, so why are you here?”

Jiang Zhi looked listless, his expression full of woes, “I have issues.”

“What issues?”

“Can’t you tell?”

Qiao Nanchu glanced at his sulky face, “What?”

Jiang Zhi declared seriously, “I’m running away from home.”

Running away from home?

Qiao Nanchu, half-mocking, threw some cherries at him, “Then get further away, man! What’s the point coming here, waiting for Zhou Xufang to pick you up?”

His place was just a half-hour drive from Zhou Xufang’s house.

Jiang Zhi murmured resentfully, “If she doesn’t come to pick me up tonight, I’ll stay here.”