Chapter 625: Talking with Zhao Shuzhuo
Then, his eyes turned eagerly to Yang Xiaohua, as if he wanted to find out from her what had happened.
This sight shocked him - he saw that Yang Xiaohua's eyes were red. The originally lively and clear eyes were now full of bloodshot, like two burning flames, hot and a little sad.
In her eyes, big tears were rolling uncontrollably, as crystal clear as the dewdrops shaking on the lotus leaves in the early morning, and they might roll down at any time and soak a large area of her clothes.
Her shoulders were trembling slightly, as if she was trying hard to control her surging emotions, but the trembling was getting stronger and stronger, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.
Zhao Shuzhuo's heart suddenly tightened, and a mixture of heartache and confusion made his chest feel stuffy.
He really couldn't figure out what had happened in the short time when he left to get food that could make Yang Xiaohua so heartbroken.
With a heart full of questions, he turned his gaze to Wang Jianguo in confusion, like a lost traveler looking for a lighthouse.
At this time, Wang Jianguo stood aside, his brows furrowed and his expression solemn, as if he was carrying many unspeakable worries.
Zhao Shuzhuo opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't utter a complete sound for a while.
He could only stare at Wang Jianguo with eyes full of confusion and expectation, hoping that he could give him an answer and clear up the fog that shrouded his heart.
Wang Jianguo stood in the ward, looking at Yang Xiaohua, whose eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes, then looked at Zhao Shuzhuo, who was full of confusion and anxiety, and sighed heavily.
This sigh seemed to carry all the entanglements and helplessness in his heart. It was long and deep, and slowly echoed in the slightly silent air of the ward.
He raised his head slightly, looked straight at Zhao Shuzhuo, and said solemnly:
"Brother Shuzhuo, come out with me for a moment. I have something to tell you."
Although the voice was not loud, it revealed an unquestionable firmness, as if a crucial secret was about to be revealed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jianguo turned around and walked out of the ward first with slightly heavy steps.
His back looked a little lonely, and his steps were neither fast nor slow. Every step seemed to be stepping on the string of thought, as if he was considering how to start talking next.
After walking out of the ward, he went straight to the staircase. There were few people there and it was relatively quiet, a good place to talk.
He stopped in the corner of the stairs and stood there quietly, his hands clasped in front of him as usual, his head slightly lowered, a thoughtful look in his eyes, waiting for Zhao Shuzhuo to arrive.
Here, Zhao Shuzhuo watched Wang Jianguo's actions and became more and more anxious.
At this moment, his mind was filled with only one thought, which was to find out as soon as possible why Yang Xiaohua was crying so sadly.
Those crystal tears were like sharp hammers, hitting his heart again and again, causing him great pain.
Seeing that Wang Jianguo had already gone out, he did not dare to delay for a moment and hurriedly followed him.
The footsteps were as rapid as dense drumbeats, echoing in the corridor, as if racing against time.
As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Wang Jianguo waiting there quietly, so he hurried forward, his eyes full of eagerness and expectation, wishing to know the truth of the matter from Wang Jianguo immediately.
Zhao Shuzhuo was extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, soaking a small area of his originally neat clothes.
He completely disregarded his image and rushed to Wang Jianguo in one step. His hands were like iron clamps, tightly grasping Wang Jianguo's arms with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to crush Wang Jianguo's arms.
His voice became sharp due to anxiety, and even trembled a little. His eyes were red, and he asked loudly:
"Jianguo, what happened to Xiaohua? When I first entered the ward, I saw that her eyes were red and there were tears in her eyes. Did someone bully her? Or is she feeling unwell again? Please tell me, I'm so worried!"
As he spoke, he stamped his feet back and forth, as if he would rush back to settle the score with that person if Wang Jianguo said that someone was bullying Yang Xiaohua.
His eyes were full of anxiety and concern, and his gaze was fixed on Wang Jianguo, as if Yang Xiaohua's every move, every frown and smile at this moment were closely related to him. He wished he could solve her problems immediately and make her smile again.
Wang Jianguo looked at Zhao Shuzhuo's anxious look, sighed helplessly, raised his hand and gently patted Zhao Shuzhuo's hand holding his arm, trying to calm him down first, and then said slowly:
"Brother Shuzhuo, don't panic. I came to you today because I have something serious to tell you."
"We have been here for some time. The village supply and marketing cooperative and the production team cannot do without us, so we have to leave tomorrow."
"You were not there when I arrived at the ward. Someone had to tell Xiaohua about this, so I told her."
"But I didn't know that as soon as I opened my mouth, her eyes turned red. When you came and saw you, she couldn't hold back her tears any more and they all burst out."
As he spoke, Wang Jianguo shook his head slightly, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, as if to say that he had no way to do anything about it and could only watch Yang Xiaohua cry sadly.
After listening to Wang Jianguo's explanation, Zhao Shuzhuo was still confused and stood there for a long time.
He frowned and blinked his eyes, as if he was trying to think about something, but his face was still at a loss. He muttered to himself:
"What's going on? Xiaohua is crying like this just because we are leaving? It shouldn't be that serious..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was in deep self-doubt and couldn't understand why Yang Xiaohua was so sad.
Wang Jianguo couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw him like this, secretly complaining in his heart:
It seems that he really can't be too educated. Isn't this just reading and making his brain stupid? This is so obvious, but he still doesn't know what it means.
Wang Jianguo curled his lips and said in a slightly teasing tone:
"Brother Shuzhuo, don't you understand? Xiaohua has been with you day and night these days, and you have been very caring towards her. How could she not have some feelings for you?"
"She must be reluctant to let us go, so she cried. You are really confused when you are involved, but you can see things clearly when you are just an outsider."
After saying that, Wang Jianguo folded his arms across his chest, leaned on the stair railing, and looked at Zhao Shu quietly - to see when he would react.