Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 593 The Rising Sun [Thanks to Chuxin Wuchen for the 100,000 reading coins reward]

Thinking of those juicy peaches, Baek Song-cheol's stomach rumbled again.

"very hungry……"

Sitting by the roadside, he was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back. Bai Songzhe touched the eggs in his pocket, hesitated for a long time but still didn't take them out. Instead, he wrapped his arms around his lower abdomen and tiptoed repeatedly, hoping that this would stop his hunger.

Actually, he wouldn't be hungry if he fell asleep, but Bai Songzhe didn't dare to sleep. He needed to find Xiao Chong as soon as possible, preferably before dark tomorrow.

As he was pondering, Bai Songzhe suddenly smelled a rich fragrance.

He seemed to have lost his soul in an instant, blinked, quickly stood up while clutching his stomach, and followed the smell in one direction.

After searching for about five or six minutes, Bai Songzhe finally discovered that the enticing aroma was coming from a small alley. The alley was full of garbage, but there was a makeshift shed made of rags in the garbage heap, and at that moment, steam was rising from under the shed.

Baek Song-cheol walked around the trash and to the shed, where he saw a young man cooking noodles with tree branches.

The young man was wearing a slightly dirty and messy jacket. He was burly with wheat-colored skin and a resolute facial structure. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he had a pleasant appearance and exuded a sunny and confident aura. When he saw a child of about ten years old who had been attracted by the aroma, he simply smiled kindly.

"Where are your parents?" the young man asked.

Bai Songzhe shook his head blankly.

He saw that the stove in front of the young man was made of bricks, and on top of it was a black, chipped pot. In the pot, besides noodles, there was a bunch of other random things. There were various bags next to the young man.

Looking at the young man's attire, Bai Songzhe asked, "Uncle, are you a beggar?"

The young man paused for a moment, then clicked his tongue: "I don't think so. I just came out to relax. I'll stay for a few more days and then go back."

"Wow!" He turned his head to avoid a blast of steam and muttered to himself, "Add whatever ingredients you have and put them all together in a big stew. It's really delicious, much better than the noodles my wife makes. Am I some kind of genius?"

After saying that, he looked at Bai Songzhe and asked, "And you, little friend? Are you a beggar?"

"I also ran away from home," Bai Songzhe lied.

"What is your name?"

"Baek Song-cheol."

"hungry?"

"Hungry."

"Then come sit down, we'll be eating soon."

"Thank you uncle."

"My surname is Lu."

"Thank you, Uncle Lu."

Bai Songzhe obediently walked over and sat down next to the young man, looking like a little bird nestled against him. He looked at the food in the pot, swallowing his saliva incessantly, thinking to himself that there was food in the world that was even more fragrant than eggs.

"Uncle Lu, why did you run away from home after you got married?"

“I did say I was getting married… Oh, I did. I haven’t even asked you yet, and you’re asking me first.” The young man surnamed Lu chuckled.

He bent down and pulled out a few pieces of firewood, reducing the fire's intensity. The young man then began serving noodles, filling a large bowl for Bai Songzhe. Bai Songzhe quickly took the bowl, which had a chip on it, as if it had been picked up from the ground.

Seeing that there were no chopsticks, the young man handed him the twig in his hand. Seeing the little guy eating with gusto, the young man smiled.

He sighed and began to murmur, "I happened to see that my brother had painted many portraits of women, from their student days to when they were married. Every painting was beautiful."

Baek Song-cheol responded incoherently, "Why would you run away from home just because he's painting?"

The young man said, "He drew my wife, his sister-in-law."

"Cough cough cough!" Bai Songzhe choked.

He silently turned to look at the young man, his expression blank. The young man continued without changing his expression, "I just found out that he has liked my wife since their school days. They went to the same school, but my younger brother never dared to say it, and my wife didn't know either. In the end, I got the benefit."

"Is your brother trying to steal your wife?"

"No, he didn't do anything. He even sincerely wished me well. It's just that he let me know the reason why he hasn't gotten married. I can't accept that. I'm very upset."

Bai Songzhe, his mouth full of food, looked up and asked, "Do you feel sorry for your brother?" The young man looked up and let out a heavy sigh, "No, fate is all predetermined. I'm just a little disappointed."

What does "怅然" mean?

"That's something only adults would understand. Eat your noodles."

The young man turned his head and smiled, serving himself a bowl as well. Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow and exclaimed, "It's delicious!"

Bai Songzhe nodded quickly: "It's especially delicious, Uncle Lu, you're amazing!"

Young man: "Actually, I can't cook at all. I just put in whatever I had on hand. I didn't expect it to taste so good."

"What did you put in?" Bai Songzhe asked curiously.

The young man gestured with his chin towards the pile of bags next to him and said, "They're all over there. See for yourself."

Bai Songzhe put down the bowl and looked at the items in the bag one by one. The young man laughed and said, "You're really looking? Can you remember them? I don't think I could make this noodle taste the same as the other way around."

Bai Songzhe looked away, gave the young man a sheepish grin, glanced at the pot, and asked, "Could I...?"

"Eat up, eat up," the young man said generously.

After eating two and a half bowls, Bai Songzhe, with his round belly, said goodbye to the young man and continued towards the reservoir, embarking on his journey to find Xiao Chong.

As dawn broke, Bai Songzhe finally saw the peach orchard. He walked through the orchard and came to the reservoir, where he saw a figure sitting on the dam.

"Xiao Chong!" Bai Songzhe shouted.

Xiao Chong turned around, his narrow eyes revealing a surprised smile: "Xiao Qing? You ran away too?"

I've come to find you!

Bai Songzhe ran over and sat down next to Xiao Chong. He was about to persuade Xiao Chong to go back when Xiao Chong put his index finger to his lips and shushed him.

"Don't talk, Xiaoqing, watch the sunrise."

Upon hearing this, Bai Songzhe followed his gaze and looked up at the lake, where he indeed saw a red sun hanging in the distant sky.

The two watched quietly, just as they had done three years ago when they sat by the reservoir watching the sunrise.

Xiao Cong suddenly spoke up: "Xiao Qing, you're too kind. In the future, when dealing with people like Chen Yonggui, just be ruthless."

"But……"

Xiao Chong: "No buts. Once you've determined that the other party is an enemy, you must strike first and catch them off guard. Don't fantasize about any possibility of reconciliation in the future."

Bai Songzhe looked at Xiao Chong's profile and said to him, "Come back with me, Xiao Chong. The teachers won't punish you anymore."

Xiao Chong swung his leg and replied, "Xiao Qing, I didn't run away this time because of Chen Yonggui, it's because someone wants to adopt me."

Bai Songzhe looked at Xiao Chong in surprise.

After a moment, he came to his senses and asked, "Are you... leaving?"

Xiao Chong smiled and said, "It's okay. Even if I'm adopted, I'll still come back to find you in the future."

Bai Songzhe smiled upon hearing this. As if remembering something, he quickly turned around, took an egg out of his pocket, and handed it to Xiao Chong: "Eat this!"

"An egg!" Xiao Chong happily accepted it.

Seeing how happily he was eating, Bai Songzhe asked, "How's that family?"

Xiao Chong nodded: "That's fine, but they want me to change my name and take their surname. I can't be surnamed Liu anymore, I have to be surnamed Zhang, and from now on I'll be called Zhang Zhisheng."

"Actually, it sounds better than Liu Zhisheng's."

I think it's just so-so.

The two started chatting and laughing, looking together at the rising sun in the distance.

　Thank you HeiQi for the 30,000 reading coins, and thank you to all the other donors over the past two days. I am very grateful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)