Chapter 1087: Thinking of Me Not (Part 2)

Far away in the Sea City, Zhao Si’en has no idea about the strange things happening in the Capital City; she always feels like someone is secretly following her.

But when she looks back several times, there is no trace of anyone.

This feeling occurs every now and then.

If not for the lack of malice in the gaze, she would have told her family and let her parents or elder brother deal with it.

"Ah." Suddenly, walking Zhao Si’en squats down, painfully clutching her foot, "It hurts so much."

She sits on the ground in discomfort, her head bowed, her facial expression unclear, but from the muffled groan just now, one could feel that her foot is twisted, very painful.

It seems like you can even hear her softly crying.

Yao Jingsong suddenly remembers the first time he saw Zhao Si’en; that was when he followed his sister to Huibeishui Village. He went out with a group of friends to play, but finding it boring, he hid to enjoy some peace and ended up seeing Zhao Si’en hiding and crying too.

Her beautiful big eyes looked red and pitifully at him. Seeing him also watching her, she quickly lowered her head and wiped her tears.

"What’s wrong with you?" he dumbly asked, "Are you upset? Did someone bully you? You tell me, and I’ll beat them up; once they’re scared, no one will dare to bully you again."

That was Yao Jingsong’s approach.

"No," Zhao Si’en shook her head, "I just miss home."

"Your home isn’t here?" Yao Jingsong asked.

"No, my home is in the Capital City," Zhao Si’en replied nasally.

So she’s an educated youth.

Yao Jingsong nodded, stroked his chin and said, "Don’t cry anymore, crying is useless. How about this, I imitate bird calls for you? My bird calls sound really nice. When my sister cries, I do this for her, and she stops crying."

After saying that, Yao Jingsong started imitating bird calls.

He imitated it really well.

Zhao Si’en thought.

"Next time you cry, I’ll whistle a bird call for you," Yao Jingsong said.

But when she returned to the Capital City and later came to Sea City with her family, she never heard his bird calls again.

Though many times, she often had the illusion similar to now, mistaking real bird calls for his whistle.

"Does it hurt?"

It was only when Yao Jingsong really stood in front of her that Zhao Si’en realized she wasn’t dreaming.

He really came.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Si’en stood up, excitedly taking two steps forward, "Have you been following me all this time?"

"Your foot... is it okay?" Yao Jingsong asked.

"It’s fine." Zhao Si’en smiled sweetly, "I have no idea who’s been following me; I did it on purpose."

Her smile is truly beautiful, the sweetest smile Yao Jingsong has ever seen in his life, as if all the troubles in the world can just vanish.

"I... I just came to see you." Being caught like this, Yao Jingsong said with a bit of a blush, "If you’re alright, then I’ll be going."

"Yao Jingsong," Zhao Si’en called him from behind, "Have you come to see me many times?"

Yao Jingsong paused in his steps, and upon hearing her words, he started to sprint away.

"Yao Jingsong, don’t run." Zhao Si’en chased after him, "Wait a minute."

But Yao Jingsong only ran faster.

"Ah..."

Zhao Si’en shouted loudly.

Yao Jingsong dared not run away, turned back, and saw Zhao Si’en squatting on the ground, looking at him pitifully, "Don’t run."