Chapter 1055 - 1055 1040. Locke Side Story (9)

Chapter 1055: 1040. Locke Side Story (9) Chapter 1055: 1040. Locke Side Story (9) Bai Jue held the phone and talked to Jian Qing, occasionally glancing over at Jian Luo.

“Hmm, I understand, don’t worry, Black Jack and I will watch over him tonight.”

Perhaps tired from crying, Jian Luo dozed off in Black Jack’s arms, and even in sleep, he still clutched Black Jack’s hand tightly, as if afraid of being left behind.

“What did Jian Qing say?” Black Jack pulled the blanket over Jian Luo and then looked at Bai Jue, asking in a low voice.

Bai Jue sighed softly, “The day their mother was cremated, it was also raining, and that night the thunder was loud, so Jian Luo has been traumatized by it. Every time it rains, Jian Qing stays up all night to guard him.”

Hearing this, Black Jack remained silent, looking down at the person who wouldn’t let go of his hand.

Bai Jue sat down on the edge of the bed, “I think we should stay with him tonight.” They wouldn’t be able to sleep peacefully in their own rooms under these circumstances.

Black Jack nodded in agreement.

The next day, the weather cleared up.

When Jian Luo woke up, he noticed his bed had gotten narrower.

Turning his head, he saw Black Jack and Bai Jue asleep on his bed.

He didn’t disturb them, cautiously got out of bed, and went straight out, barefoot.

The sky after the rain was very blue, the sunshine was dazzling, the tender branches and leaves were a fresh vibrant green, and even the air was filled with a faint scent of flowers and grass.

Jian Luo, dressed in pajamas, walked barefoot on the dewy grassland.

Suddenly, he stopped, sat down cross-legged on the grass.

He lifted his head to look at the rainbow light at the horizon, quiet and inscrutable, leaving one to wonder what he was really thinking.

Elsewhere

Black Jack slowly woke up, stretched out his long arm, and the cool touch made him fully awake in an instant.

He sat up, noticing the absence of the person beside him and a hint of panic showed on his face. He reached out to shake Bai Jue.

“Bai Jue, wake up.”

“What’s the matter?” Bai Jue yawned, responding sluggishly.

“Jian Luo is gone,” Black Jack said as he put on his shoes.

“What?”

Bai Jue sprung up instantly, all sleepiness vanished.

He got out of bed and searched every corner of the room, including the closet, but found no one.

The two rushed downstairs hurriedly and stopped the servant in the living room, “Have you seen Jian Luo?”

“Young Master Jian Luo is out on the lawn…”

Before the servant could finish speaking, Black Jack and Bai Jue rushed out.

The sky was clear, the breeze was cool.

From afar, Black Jack and Bai Jue saw the small figure sitting on the grassland.

The two of them sighed in relief and walked over quickly.

“Jian Luo!”

Bai Jue sat down, panting, and patted his shoulder, “Why did you run out here? Do you have any idea how scared we were?”

Black Jack sat down too, his eyes falling on Jian Luo’s bare feet, and frowned, “Why did you come out without wearing shoes?”

Jian Luo didn’t answer their questions. Instead, he raised his hand, pointing at the distant rainbow that was about to vanish, and said to himself, “Mommy loved to watch rainbows the most.”

At this, Bai Jue and Black Jack were taken aback.

“Black Jack, Bai Jue, thank you,” Jian Luo said, looking at the two of them, a warm smile spreading across his lips.

Bai Jue flashed a grin, “Thanks my ass, does our friendship need such formalities?”

Jian Luo was amused by his comment.

“Luo Xiaobai, you should smile more often,” Black Jack said spontaneously, seeing the smile on his face.

“Exactly, frowning all the time makes you look like an old man,” Bai Jue teased.

Under the sunlight, the boys exchanged smiles, their clear laughter echoing in the air for a long time.

After sitting with Jian Luo on the grass for a while, the sun gradually became scorching, and even the grassland felt too hot to sit on.

Black Jack pulled Jian Luo to his feet, then turned his back to him, “Hop on.”

Jian Luo reflexively said, “My feet aren’t injured.”

“Luo Xiaobai, you’re not wearing shoes, and the ground is a bit hot. It’s easy to get a heatstroke,” Bai Jue explained, half laughing, “You’d better let Black Jack carry you.”

Jian Luo uttered an “Oh,” then obediently climbed onto Black Jack’s back, saying softly, “Black Jack, next time you’re not wearing shoes, I’ll carry you.”

His sister had said that if someone helped him, he should repay them.

Black Jack couldn’t help but chuckle, wondering what kind of thought process this fool had.

With his tiny frame, trying to carry him, he didn’t want to end up sprawled on the ground.

At the age of ten, Jian Luo had gone from being the smallest student in the elementary division to the smallest first-year student in the Junior High School Department. The biggest advantage of becoming a junior high student was the freedom to sign up for any club he liked and to attend those classes with the high school students.

To catch up on his weak German, Jian Luo signed up for a German class, where Black Jack and Bai Jue were also enrolled. However, unlike him, the two were not weak in German, but chose it for convenience. Although it was just a club and there were exams, it didn’t really matter if they attended the classes or not, given their proficiency in the language.

During lunchtime, Jian Luo lay on the table, not touching his food.

“Luo Xiaobai, what’s wrong, did the heat get to you?” Bai Jue pulled out a chair and sat down.

Jian Luo said weakly, “I’m tired.”

“Were you out thieving last night?” Black Jack joked.

“He, last night, drank a cup of black coffee and couldn’t sleep,” came the revelation from his own sister, Jian Qing, as she placed a cup of juice in front of him.

Jian Luo took the juice, sipped it twice, and looking at the scorching sunlight outside, he really didn’t want to go out and preferred to stay in the air-conditioned room and sleep.

“Jian Luo, you have German class this afternoon. I heard from the class next door that the old antique isn’t in a good mood today, so you better not doze off during his lesson,” Bai Jue teased.

Hearing this, Jian Luo turned to look at Jian Qing, “Sister, can I take the afternoon off?”

“Nope, eat your food,” Jian Qing ruthlessly refused.

Jian Luo sighed, wishing he could come down with a cold or something.

In the midsummer afternoon, one could hear the chirping of cicadas even while sitting in the classroom.

After their class ended, Jian Qing went to a photography class, while Jian Luo, with his backpack on his back, left the classroom for his dreaded German lesson.

The classroom was a mess as soon as class ended, buzzing with noise.

Jian Luo dragged his feet inside, where Black Jack and Bai Jue were talking. Seeing him approach, Black Jack gestured for him to come over.

Jian Luo walked over, took out his German book, and then shoved his backpack into the drawer before flopping onto the desk to sleep.

“This guy really is…” Bai Jue looked at the person who immediately fell asleep and simply couldn’t find the words to describe him.

It seemed they would have to make sure he drank less coffee in the future.

The classroom had the air conditioning on, and fearing that Jian Luo, with his thin short sleeves, might catch a cold, Black Jack took off his high school department jacket and draped it over him.

“Yo, Black Jack, I’ve known you for so long, how come you’ve never draped a coat over me?” Bai Jue, sitting cross-legged, teased, “Playing favorites, huh?”