Chapter 11: Fire at Home

  "Sister Su smiled and said it was just a small effort. Yi Qian Xun lightly returned the courtesy, still warm but with an obvious unfamiliar politeness towards his sister, which he wouldn't show to me. It seemed that he looked at me differently. I lowered my head and snickered, this feeling was truly great."

  Su Yu didn't say anything else, just bowed slightly and said to Chihiro: "Then there's no need to thank me!"

  Actually I wanted to say that since there's no need for repayment, it would be good to just go home and sit down, but Su Yu had already pulled my hand and ran away in a hurry.

  Her expression seemed quite anxious, and it wasn't until then that I realized the gravity of the situation. I forced out what I thought was my most beautiful smile, turned around and waved at Yichihiro, shouting: "I'll go find you to write a letter!"

  Chihiro looked at me with a slightly spoiled smile and nodded slightly.

  I was swept away by Su Yu's rapid footsteps, my heart clearly knowing that there were great things waiting for me back home, but at this moment I felt as if I had been infused with thick honey, so sweet, so beautiful.

  The feeling of being worried about someone is really wonderful.

  "Suer, this time you're being too feminine, when you go back, make sure to explain it to her properly." Su Yu's panting voice interrupted my daydream, I suppressed my smile and said: "Got it."

  As we approached a familiar place, I had an intuition that this was the road "back home". Su Yu grasped my hand and suddenly tightened it. She listened quietly for a moment, then turned her head back, her face as white as dead: "Something's wrong, something's happened at home."

  Perhaps it was the original master of the body pulling me along, and I seemed to have caught Su Yu's panic as well, hurrying to run with her.

  At this moment, the sun has gradually come out, the fiery red, shining on the face is also red.

  The spark in front of me is even redder.

  Everywhere was a fiery red, Su Yu stood firmly at the door, looking at the raging fire in the sky, and suddenly let out a "wow" and burst into tears: "Su Er, our home is on fire..."

  My mind went "buzz" and I almost got a nosebleed. With such poor conditions, they're still on fire, I think they won't have to live in their next life, and the worst part is, "they" includes me too.

  "My grains, this merciless heaven is blind to my suffering - my food!..." Beside me was that mother of mine wailing and crying out loud, and an unfamiliar middle-aged man with furrowed brows supporting her, probably my father.