Chapter 143: Chapter 142: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (16)
Li Xiaoxia burst into laughter, teasing her man, âYouâre so serious, you scared the girl.â
Luo Gang furrowed his brows, looked up towards Su Shu, seemingly observing whether he had frightened her.
Su Shu unusually explained, âNo.â
Li Xiaoxia turned her head to look at Xiaoâai in her arms, whose chubby, fair little cheeks and rosy complexion were simply endearing.
Luo Gang also noticed his wifeâs envious gaze and sighed inwardly. He reached out with his large palm and rubbed his two greedy sons one by one, silently offering a fatherâs comfort.
Although he had no daughters, having two sons was pretty good too.
It wasnât clear whether Xiaoâai was too likable, or Su Shuâs aloofness didnât give off that harsh, unapproachable vibe.
Li Xiaoxia once again took the initiative to start the conversation.
âYoung lady, are you from Linjiang as well?â
When she mentioned Linjiang, she wasnât referring to a place name but to the nearby dozens of communities that were emphasized as crucial in this disaster area.
Su Shu, âYes, from Huaxina Xin.â
âFrom Huaxin Residential Area?â Li Xiaoxia seemed very surprised.
Her surprise made even Luo Gang beside her lift his head to look over.
Su Shu, â?â
âDonât be afraid, I donât mean anything by it, we also come from around Huaxina Xin,â Li Xiaoxia said.
Su Shu nodded, thinking to herself that she wasnât scared.
She had seen far more dangerous situations than what was presented before her, and there was nothing to fear. She simply preferred not to have too much contact and communication with others in the Apocalypse, as handling it poorly could lead to trouble later on.
Living in the same community before the flood had invisibly brought their two families closerâif more precisely, it had brought Li Xiaoxiaâs family closer to Su Shu and her companion.
Moreover, seeing that Su Shu seemed to be in her early twenties and was accompanied by a five-year-old child, it was natural to arouse a protective instinct in the people around her.
Of course, this assumption depended on the goodness of the people nearby.
If they were morally corrupt, it would be a disaster.
Su Shu could bet on anything but the least she was willing to gamble on was human nature.
Human nature could be most fickle; she had seen too much of it. One second someone might be extremely friendly, and the next, they could be exploiting you ruthlessly.
To not offend, and not get too close was Su Shuâs current approach.
Li Xiaoxia didnât mind, and occasionally, when staff came to relay new messages, she would proactively explain them to her. Sometimes, when the staff were too busy to distribute food and it was needed to be collected personally, she had even offered to help take care of Xiaoâai for Su Shu.
Unfortunately, in this strange environment and among unfamiliar people, Xiaoâai was very clingy.
Wherever she went, Xiaoâai would follow, even refusing to let go when going to the bathroom.
After several such instances, Li Xiaoxia stopped caring and did not become harsh or indifferent after one or two rejections.
This was unexpected for Su Shu.
Although maintaining a respectful distance under such circumstances was not wrong, usual people, if overly enthusiastic yet rebuffed, might become somewhat irate, subsequently causing strong animosity.
Li Xiaoxia, however, did not react that way; Su Shu could personally sense Li Xiaoxiaâs intelligence and sensitivity.
She could see where she was uncomfortable or had a need, often helping her resolve doubts with just a word or two.
Thus, the day passed, and it was late at night when Luo Gang returned and carried Li Xiaoxia to the bathroom; only then did Su Shu notice something was off about Li Xiaoxia.
Her legs were actually numb?
All this time, she hadnât noticed.
Watching the tall man carrying the ever strong and optimistic Li Xiaoxia, Su Shu sat on the mattress, suddenly feeling a strange sensation in her heart.