"Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen, the handsome young man who was once famous all over the world, has now become a fool." The man let go of the little fool's hand, looking at the fool's eyes with a look of pity, but also with a hint of sarcasm, not knowing who he was speaking to, "Is this what you call deep affection?"
The fool didn't quite understand what the man was saying, but he knew the name Wen Zhu.
"Wen...Zhu," he repeated the two words slowly, looking at the man with a somewhat happy expression, "I am indeed Wen Zhu."
"No, you are not him." The man stared into his eyes, "You are a fool."
The fool, upon hearing these words, revealed a sad expression. Without arguing, he didn't even bother picking up the precious steamed bun that fell to the ground. He staggered to his feet, timidly avoiding the inexplicably appearing man, and dejectedly returned to his own small cave.
He is indeed Wen Zhu, the fool thought, why doesn't anyone believe it?
He still remembers when everyone liked him very much back then, many beautiful big sisters always gave him fragrant handkerchiefs and delicious snacks, people around him were very kind to him, and nobody called him a fool.
And the most beautiful Gu Shou in the world, will hold him, slowly talk to him, watch the moon together, and sleep together.
Wen Zhu thought of Gu Shou and felt much more comfortable. For a moment, he even forgot about his empty stomach, returned to his cave filled with straw and scavenged cloth, curled up like an injured animal, and hummed himself to sleep.
The fool who fell into a sweet dreamland didn't know that the man who seemed a bit fierce just now had followed him into the cave, looking at Wen Zhu, who was sleeping as if he were looking at something filthy.
"Deserved it." the man said.
Wen Zhu was unaware that he was being looked at with eyes that seemed to be burning a hole, he was dreaming that Gu Shou had returned, saying thank you to him, holding him in his arms like before, and making many delicious things for him.
Gu Shu's favorite osmanthus cake and roast chicken, and... fish?
Good smell.. Wen Zhu moved his nose and felt that his stomach was hungry as if it was burning, making a lot of noise.
He opened his eyes laboriously and, after seeing what was in front of him, couldn't help but shout in panic: "Fire... fire! Fire!"
"So noisy." The man sitting in front of the fire, roasting something with his back towards him, turned around and coldly said, "Shut up, fool."
Wen Zhu recognized this as the man who had previously prevented him from eating the steamed buns, so he shrank back into the cave in fear, not daring to make a sound.
Smells so good...
Wen Zhu didn't know why this man had to come to his cave to bake and eat things. He found him annoying, causing his appetite to stir up!
The man did not speak to him, just silently roasting the fish that seemed to come from nowhere, occasionally turning around to look thoughtfully at Wen Zhu.
"Fool." The man called out to him.
During this time many people have called Wen Zhu a fool, but for some reason, this person has made Wen Zhu feel very angry.
Wen Zhu turned around angrily, sitting with his back facing him, even covering his ears with his hands to show that he didn't want to talk to him.
But the man's cold voice piercing through his thin palm into his ear: "If you don't eat, I'll finish it all by myself."
Wen Zhu is very courageous and did not back down.
The bonfire in front of the cave is still crackling, Wen Zhu covering his ears, not knowing if the person has finished eating, wanting to look back, but afraid of seeing someone eating, that would be too uncomfortable!
"Fool." The man behind him seemed to have laughed.