disappearing gold

Chapter 100 Meeting the ugliest person again

At the end of December, the weather was getting colder and colder. Living in this deep mountain and old forest, Cheng Fei, who had no family but four walls, felt more and more desolate about the uncertainty of the world.

Early in the morning, he stewed sweet potatoes, which were grown by his parents. Some of them were sold, and the fragrant smell at the bottom of the pot was the remainder. Because they were selected by customers, all of them looked very ugly, some had their heads cut off, some had their tails cut off, and some had worms. As if to fight against the sweet potato, the insect deliberately drilled a hole through the middle of the sweet potato.

And now he was holding such an ugly sweet potato. He put the sweet potato hole in front of his eyeballs and saw a bag of potatoes hanging on the wall.

Sweet Potato didn't move a bite. He planned to go back to the collapsed old house to take a look. It has been a month since he returned home, but he has never visited. Last night he asked Cheng's mother, "Mom, have you ever gone back to the old house to see it?"

"That shabby house has completely collapsed. I don't want to see it again in my life." Mother Cheng's words were full of resentment.

Before Cheng Fei could ask why? .

Cheng's mother explained: "If you look at it one more time, I will be annoyed more."

Cheng Fei was eclipsed. There was really nothing worth seeing in a dilapidated old house, but he just wanted to take a look.

He couldn't explain why he had such a strong feeling. He just felt that he had to take a look to feel comfortable.

The weather was too cold, and there was a strong wind blowing in the woods. Cheng Fei held the steaming sweet potato and went out to keep warm.

He was reluctant to eat the sweet potato until all its calories were used up, even though it was the ugliest sweet potato he had ever seen.

He didn't want to climb Lingfeng Mountain anymore, so he chose to walk to the foot of the mountain, and then walked from the foot of the mountain to the foot of Kulai Mountain.

In this way, Cheng Fei walked slowly forward along the relatively dense trees at the foot of the mountain. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he felt that the light in the forest seemed to be brighter. Maybe it’s because after dawn, the sun gradually rises! But through the thick barrier of trees, he couldn't feel much temperature.

Regardless, he returned to the old collapsed house.

Standing in front of the house, he felt a sense of sadness after a long absence. Things had changed, and the house he had always relied on for a living was no longer a haven of home. Cheng Fei said, ah, if I had some money now, I would build the house again! Maybe we can even save Hui Chenhui!

The familiar room, the familiar courtyard, and even the big stone at the entrance of the courtyard are very familiar. All the happy childhoods were spent here, and most of the memories related to Xiaofan are here.

Ah, by the way, why is it that Song Xiaofan is still missing after so long?

Thinking of this, Cheng Fei broke open the sweet potato and took a bite. Well, maybe the sweet potatoes are made by my parents and taste extra sweet.

He lifted the sweet potato up again and looked around through the holes in the sweet potato. All that could be seen was the scenery of a hole, but this scenery was rotating rapidly as his hand moved. I have to say, this experience is very unique.

Suddenly, an instant noodle head came into view. The instant noodle-like hair was hanging out of the scalp and looked very textured.

Isn't this the weird guy I saw last time at the lake? Why is he here again?

Cheng Fei immediately put down the sweet potato and looked at it boldly.

The strange man was still wearing dark green clothes. His eyes looked the same as those of the surrounding trees. He was tall and looked like Song Xiaofan from the front. He stood behind the big tree and moved a little before he was noticed. The big tree is on the slope behind Song Xiaofan's house, and there are also dense trees there.

The other party looked over through the trees. He didn't say anything, remained motionless, and continued to look at Cheng Fei quietly. In this kind of distant and distant look at each other, Cheng Fei suddenly got another illusion - the man opposite had looked at him with this look many times.

"Xiaofan, is that you?"

Cheng Fei shouted loudly.

But the other party didn't speak.

Cheng Fei thought the other party didn't hear, so he simply stuffed the sweet potato into his pocket and didn't care if it got squashed. Then he put his hands in the shape of a small trumpet and put it to his mouth and shouted in a louder voice: "Song Xiaofan, is it really you? ?”    The sound of stepping on leaves was heard in the forest, and the weirdo turned around and left.

"Hey, don't go!" Cheng Fei looked left and right, and immediately surrounded him from the hillside to the right of the rotten house.

He climbed the tree desperately and pushed up with both feet, and soon he reached that position, that slope. But looking around, where are the weirdos? The weirdo has long since left and is no longer in that place.

In confusion, Cheng Fei heard another sound of dead leaves being stepped on by his feet. The sound came from the front right side of his body. "Hey, are you Song Xiaofan? Wait for me, I'm Cheng Fei, don't you recognize me?" He shouted bitterly as he rushed over.

But the man never responded or looked back.

Cheng Fei sped up to chase, but the opponent also ran away. The two of them were competing in the forest, and for a while the only sound that could be heard was the whistling of the wind and the sound of leaves being crushed and turning into pieces. As the man got further and further away, Cheng Fei thought there was no hope.

Unexpectedly, the man was suddenly knocked down by something. He staggered and fell forward.

He managed not to moan.

Cheng Fei grabbed his hand, expecting to see Xiaofan's familiar face. But reality slapped him hard. The weirdo was not Song Xiaofan at all. However, his extremely fair skin is comparable to Song Xiaofan's beautiful skin that makes people and gods angry.

Continuing to read, Cheng Fei discovered more problems.

The man's face seems to be double. How to describe it? It seemed like he originally had a natural face, but for some unknown reason a piece of skin was damaged. Then, the man used another piece of skin with the same color - as if it was connected with muscles and blood, and covered it directly on the right side of his face.

The implanted skin and muscle tissue are raised high, like a half-round apple. Although it is connected to the original skin, there is a clear dividing line between the outline and the original face. Without careful observation, you can know that this is a scar that is not round enough.

"Ah!" Cheng Fei was startled. This face was uglier than the sweet potato in his hand. How could someone be so ugly in this world? Although he is ugly himself, he does not feel that his face is an eyesore to others.

But the face in front of him will definitely, definitely make anyone who sees it feel uncomfortable.

To say that I will vomit may be an exaggeration. But Cheng Fei couldn't look directly at this face because it gave him an awkward, weird and uncomfortable feeling.

Not only that, his eyelids also have European-style large double eyelids, which make his eye sockets particularly deep. These are not oriental eyelids, but Song Xiaofan's double eyelids are natural and do not require any plastic surgery.

"Let me go! You've got the wrong person." The ugly man fiercely shook off Cheng Fei's hand.

This, this, Cheng Fei felt like he was dazzled and had something wrong with his ears.

This voice sounds so much like Xiaofan!

What's going on? Does he have a fever? It's like all the senses are wrong.

"Are you really not Song Xiaofan?"

"Neuropathy!"

The ugly man cursed and walked away.

I don't know how long it took before Cheng Fei realized belatedly that if this person was not Song Xiaofan, then why was he standing on the slope behind the house looking at the old house?

　Thank you all for your support, I will code carefully.

　　(End of this chapter)