Chapter 80: No
「I know, she and I are tired too. Co whenever you want,」 Zhang Wenda replied.
「Can I ask what exactly you want my help with? Is soone threatening you, or is it so other illegal issue? If that's the case, I might be able to report it directly and have the Third Front Unit deal with it as a routine case.」
Zhang Wenda thought for a mont, then shook his head. 「This sort of thing... the Third Front Unit can't help.」
Perhaps thinking Zhang Wenda was looking down on the Third Front Unit, 2826's tone turned sharp. 「Of all the Thought Streams, there's nothing the Third Front Unit can't handle.」
But Zhang Wenda silenced him with a single sentence. 「Family matters.」
After a brief silence, 2826 asked again, 「What kind of family matters?」
「Classified.」
Confused, 2826 left, while Zhang Wenda and Song Jianguo headed toward the treehouseO
After all they had gone through, Zhang Wenda was exhausted. He thought he'd fall asleep quickly, but his mind kept circling back to the matters of the Thought Streams.
He grabbed a cat and shoved it behind his head as a pillow, staring at the fireflies on the ceiling.
There were too many things in this world he didn’t understand. Next ti 2826 ca, he would have to ask properly.
Just as he was thinking that, he heard a muffled sobbing. Raising his neck, he realized the sound was coming from the cat blanket in the distance.
Rolling his eyes, Zhang Wenda dragged himself over to the mass of cats and asked, 「What's wrong, you damn cat?」
「Aunt Flo———is dead———」 Song Jianguo's voice carried rare sorrow.
「Damn, your reaction ti is ridiculously slow. Don’t worry, Aunt Flo won’t die. She’ll be back next month.」
With red-rimd eyes, Song Jianguo poked her head out from under the blanket. 「How can you be so sure? What if Aunt Flo never cos back? What if she really is dead?」
Truthfully, Zhang Wenda wasn’t that sure. In this bizarre world, anything was possible. Since Aunt Flo could be personified, it wasn’t impossible for her to die completely.
「Did Aunt Flo really die?」 The thought dimd Zhang Wenda’s heart. Honestly, they hadn’t interacted much, but they counted as friends. To die so abruptly...
「Sigh, she won’t. I said she’ll co back, so she definitely will. Go to sleep.」 Zhang Wenda gave the blanket a few half-hearted pats before turning over to sleep.
This ti, he drifted off amid Song Jianguo’s sobs, sleeping until the next morning.
As soon as he woke up, he heard sothing from the cave entrance. He quickly pulled a flashlight from the ceramic jar.
A massive figure suddenly erged from the entrance. Just as Zhang Wenda was about to swing his sword, the red light illuminated a bearded face.
「Aunt Flo?!」
It really was Aunt Flo. Just... she looked a lot smaller, only half her forr size.
「Damn you all! Wait for ! Why are you running? Don’t you know my body needs ti to heal?」
Grumbling, Aunt Flo shoved Zhang Wenda aside and headed straight for Song Jianguo.
「Aunt Flo!」 With tears in her eyes, Song Jianguo erged from the blanket, voice trembling with excitent, and ran into her arms.
The next second, the touching reunion ended abruptly with a loud *thud* — Aunt Flo elbowed Song Jianguo hard in the stomach.
「I knew you wouldn’t die so easily.」 Zhang Wenda approached the groaning Song Jianguo and laughed to Aunt Flo.
「I die and you don’t feel the slightest pain? Hmph, you brat!」
「What pain? Even if you died this ti, you’d co back next month anyway. So, how did you co back?」 Zhang Wenda asked curiously.
「I don’t know. I just had a feeling Mimi was in this place, so I followed that feeling here,」 Aunt Flo replied frankly.
「Is that so?」 Zhang Wenda rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Seems like Aunt Flo wasn’t limited. Maybe this sense could be used for tracking next ti.
Even though Song Jianguo had just been slamd, she still clung tightly to Aunt Flo, saying excitedly, 「Aunt Flo! I’m so glad you’re okay!!」
「Alright, alright, don’t be sad next ti. Rember, your Aunt Flo is invincible and will never die,」 she said gently, patting Song Jianguo’s head.
「Mm!」 Song Jianguo nodded earnestly.
「But Mimi, it’s about ti. I have to go,」 Aunt Flo said softly, stroking Song Jianguo’s head.
Zhang Wenda counted on his fingers and realized it was indeed about ti.
Soon, Aunt Flo, holding her little red shoulder bag, stood at the bus stop, waving goodbye. Though they had just reunited, they were already parting. The atmosphere turned a bit somber.
Under the gaze of the two and a crowd of cats, the bus with an airbag on top wobbled its way over.
「Mimi, be good while I’m gone.」
「Brat, if you dare bully her while I’m away, you’re dead when I get back!」
After saying her piece, Aunt Flo clutched her small handbag and forced her way onto the bus. With a roar, the vehicle disappeared from sight.
「Yay! Finally! She’s gone!」 Song Jianguo nearly jumped with joy, feeling lighter already.
「You’re so fake,」 Zhang Wenda looked at her with disdain.
「What do you know? These emotions aren’t contradictory at all!」
「Contradiction or not, go. Take your cats and get to work.」
Grumbling, Song Jianguo left. Even though she wanted to tear Zhang Wenda to pieces, she still obeyed his orders.
Zhang Wenda truly needed money for candy now. With no school or ho to return to, he had to endure the Rule Punishnt twice a day, just like now.
Sitting on the bench at the bus stop, his face twisted in pain as wounds tore open across his body. Biting his lip, he endured the inhuman tornt, feeling the school uniform slowly soak in blood.
The punishnts were getting harsher, each one worse than the last since he left ho.
Just as he wasn’t sure he could hold on, a peeled lollipop was held to his mouth.
The sweet orange-flavored hard candy entered his mouth, and joy blood in his heart, dulling the intense pain.
By the ti the tornt passed, he had already chewed the candy and the stick into pieces and swallowed them.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Zhang Wenda wobbled to his feet, just about to thank the person when he realized it was Teacher Rabbit.
「Where have you been these days? Why couldn’t anyone find you?」 the rabbit asked.
「Had a little accident. Got it sorted,」 Zhang Wenda said, sitting back on the bench.
He didn’t explain further, and the rabbit didn’t ask. It simply sat beside him.
「You really don’t plan on going back to school? Teacher Ouyang doesn’t bla you anymore.」
Zhang Wenda sighed and looked at the ground. 「You still don’t get it, do you? Teacher Rabbit, don’t waste your ti on . I can’t go back. Even without Teacher Ouyang, I wouldn’t return.」
「I don’t know what’s wrong with this world, but I was never ant to be in this Thought Stream. My body may be a child’s, but my mind isn’t. My perception can’t resonate with this Thought Stream.」
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