The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 261 - : Luo San, do you want to date me? (first update

Chapter 261: 261: Luo San, do you want to date me? (first update

She picked up a stool and smashed it on Luo San’s head.

The head was broken, but the person didn’t die, just like He Xiangxiu said, Luo San’s life was exceptionally tough.

During the Xiao Family’s first seven days of mourning, Luo Qinghe tormented her even more ruthlessly, and Luo Yinghe also added fuel to the fire. It wasn’t long after her head had just healed that Luo Yinghe beat her with a bunch of flower branches, all because she picked up a piece of candy from the ground.

The candy was for Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi called her a fool.

When they met, it was at sunset, with a crimson glow. The beautiful young man had sweat on his forehead; his face and eye sockets were flushed red.

He said, “Luo San, come with me to the Jiang Family.”

Jiang Zhi, only sixteen and still not grown up, was standing in a field of foxtail grass, his slender back blocking the light, “Come to my house, I’ll support you with my allowance.”

He put the piece of candy she had picked up back in her hand, “I can buy you a whole houseful of such candy.”

Luo San’s eyes were red as she nodded vigorously.

That afternoon.

Jiang Zhi came to bring her a box of cotton candy. It was exquisitely packed in a glass box, much prettier than Luo Yinghe’s candy.

He pushed the box into her hands, “It wasn’t me who bought it.” He awkwardly explained, “It was from Xue Baoyi.”

All lies!

It was him who bought it; he couldn’t bear to see her picking up other people’s candy from the ground, so he ran through several streets to buy the most expensive one for her, even the candy box was inlaid with diamonds.

He went on spinning his lies, “You know Xue Baoyi, the one with the motorcycle last time at the door, who dyed his hair yellow.”

He was young and naive, saying one thing but meaning another.

Such a lame lie, but Luo San believed it; she believed whatever he said, “I know.” That yellow-haired one who called him Brother Zhi, the one who wore a cross earring.

Luo San thought that person was very stylish.

The young man continued with his nonsense, talking lie after lie just to give her a box of candy, “A girl gave it to him, we both don’t like it.”

She hummed in response, sitting on the steps next to the little pond, picking a pink one to eat first, taking a bite, and her eyes narrowed with satisfaction, “This candy is so soft.”

What a silly look.

“Have you never had it before?”

She stuffed her mouth full of cotton candy, her cheeks puffed out, and nodded like a pecking chicken.

Jiang Zhi frowned, “What about the candy I gave you last time?”

She replied with a thick voice, “I haven’t eaten it yet.”

“Why not eat it?”

She couldn’t bear to.

Because the candy had a wrapper, which was colorful and pretty, she couldn’t bear to open it.

She said naively, “I’ll save it to eat during the New Year.”

Jiang Zhi didn’t know what to say to her.

“Meow.”

“Meow.”

An orange cat lay at her feet, rubbing its head against her hand. She tore off a little bit of candy to feed it, it sniffed and shook its head.

She just ate it herself, placing one piece after another into her mouth, chewing the candy, her two thin, black legs swinging back and forth, full of joy.

Jiang Zhi watched and also felt happy inside, “Is it tasty?”

She nodded and picked out a pink one, feeding it to his mouth, “You eat too.”

The cotton candy was soft and tender pink, while the little baldy’s hand was grimy.

Jiang Zhi looked at the candy, then at her hand, somewhat disgusted by the dirt, but still opened his mouth and ate it.

Sickeningly sweet.

But she liked it, she really liked candy.

“Then wait for me here tomorrow, I’ll bring you cotton candy.”

She flashed him a grin, “Okay.”

Quite obedient.

Jiang Zhi picked up the lazy, sprawled fat cat, tossed it aside, and after placing a cushion down, he sat next to Luo San.

Fat Cat Luo Si: “…”

“Meow!”

After a couple of swipes of its claws, it obediently lay down on the other side.

“Jiang Zhi,” it was the name she called most naturally.

He leaned back, supporting himself with his hands on the ground: “Hmm?”

She picked up the orange cat by her feet, kneading its chubby face that could barely show its eyes, forcing it into a delightful expression: “Can Luo Si come with me to the Jiang Family?” She cautiously solicited a living for the fat cat in her arms. “It doesn’t eat much, and it can sleep outside.”

Luo Si, who clearly ate more than Luo San: “Meow.”

Jiang Zhi picked up the cat again and tossed it farther away: “Okay.” Ignoring the teeth-baring cat by his feet, he asked, “Anything else you need to bring?”

She thought for a moment: “A pillow.” She was so happy, smiling timidly, “I want to bring my pillow.” The pillow contained many treasures she wanted to take to his house.

Jiang Zhi had seen that tattered pillow: “Bring whatever you want.”

She was even happier, her legs kicking more joyfully as she smiled shyly, revealing a row of white teeth: “I won’t eat for free, I can do chores for your family.”

He asked, “What chores?”

After thinking seriously, she said: “I can wash your clothes.”

His tone was somewhat scolding; he didn’t really reprimand her, just wasn’t happy about her washing clothes: “Who asked you to wash them? You’re a boy; why wash clothes?” He turned his face away, not knowing whether it was the heat or something else, but his ears and neck were slightly red, “When we get to my house, I’ll find you a school to attend, and you can study.”

Luo San nodded furiously, his voice more unpleasant than a drake’s: “You’re so nice.”

His mouth twitched upward, but he didn’t look at her, staring at the distant setting sun instead: “What’s so nice about me?”

“Everything’s nice.”

Hmph, always picking the pleasant things to say.

The weather was hot that day; the sun must have addled his brain as he turned to look at her, letting her clear and distinct eyes bewitch him.

As if possessed, he asked: “Do you like me, then?”

She was dumbfounded, mouth agape, drool dripping down, the cotton candy she was eating fell onto his hand.

Disgusting!

Even with the mess, he still found her adorable, not put off by her at all, and used the back of his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth: “Luo San, do you want to be in a relationship with me?”

She sucked back a mouthful of saliva, swallowed hard.

The sixteen-year-old boy, flustered by first-time affection: “I’m not a pervert, nor do I like boys; it’s just that—”

Smack!

She planted a loud kiss on his face, leaving saliva all over, and timidly said: “Jiang Zhi, I really like you.”

“You’re so dirty!”

After chiding her, the young boy blushed and laughed: “I guess I sort of like you too.”

The sun was almost down before Luo San returned to the greenhouse, and upon entering, she bumped into Master Peng of the greenhouse.

Master Peng was carrying a bucket, blue plastic, its contents obscured, but Luo San, with her keen nose, sniffed out the smell of gasoline.

“Luo San.”

Master Peng called out to her, then shook his head: “Never mind.”

Luo San touched her bald head and went off to water the flowers in the greenhouse.

That evening, the Luo Family suffered a terrible fire; two died, one was injured, and on the same day, the young master of the Jiang Family fell severely ill and was left unconscious.

Eight years later, Luo Changde was arrested for the greenhouse murder case.

“Chairman.”

There was no sound inside; the servant at the door announced: “The eldest young master has been taken away by the police.”

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Still no response, and after a while, a coughing sound came from within.