Ning Shu's hands tightly gripped the corner of Xiahou Qing's clothes, hiding behind him as they slowly walked through the market. Every time a person approached, she would hide behind Xiahou Qing in fright, burying her face into his back, like a rabbit whose tail had been cut off. From then on, she was allergic to all humans with one head and two legs.
Xiahou Qing firmly held her hand, not moving an inch away, giving her a sense of security.
In that torrential rain that seemed to never stop, that person used a single night to completely destroy Ning Shu's faith in people. It was too much for her to accept again in one night. Now, it was already not easy for her to not scream and hurt herself. Everything else had to be done step by step.
When a child holding a candy painting and jumping around accidentally bumped into Ning Shu, she hid again, her body trembling uncontrollably. She grabbed Xiahou Qing's clothes, as if she was using her whole body to resist, expressing that she wanted to go back, that she wanted to escape.
Xiahou Qing stopped and gently pulled her in front of him. He said, "Xiao Shu, don't be afraid. They won't hurt you. Have you forgotten what I said to you? As long as I'm here, no one can touch a single finger of yours. Do you see that? The third shop on the left seems to be selling freshly made honey fruits. Everyone who has bought them is praising them. I can't see with my eyes. Can you help me take a look and see if those fruits are exquisitely made and if they taste sweet? Is that okay? "
Ning Shu lowered her head, her heart incomparably tangled. After hesitating for a long time, she finally couldn't bear to disappoint him. The person in front of her treated her so well, how could she disappoint him? Moreover, he said that he would accompany her, always, always accompany her.
In front of her, he said: "Come, hold my hand, let's walk over together."
Ning Shu looked at the hand in front of her and finally gathered all the courage in her body to nod, completely placing her hand in his palm.
The fruit stall was only twenty steps away from them. Ning Shu trembled with fear with every step, as if she was facing an abyss. When she finally finished the twenty steps, the last customer in front of the stall took the fruit and left.
Xiahou Qing listened and said: "There's no one else, let's go."
Ning Shu still resisted: "There, there's still, boss."
Xiahou Qing was very patient, chuckling: "Boss doesn't eat people, he only sells sweet fruits. Can you help me count how many different types there are? "
Ning Shu's attention was somewhat diverted. She stood on her tiptoes and counted the fruits one by one. Every time she counted one, her craving increased a little. Because those fruits were indeed too well made. Each one was made into exquisite shapes, some were like different colored flowers, some were like colorful fruits. Even the colors were imitated accordingly, bright and attractive. The most wonderful thing was the row of rabbits, goldfish, and pig-shaped fruits beside the boss's hand. They were so lively and charmingly naïve. One look and one could not help but smile.
Ning Shu couldn't help but be entranced, she didn't even notice when the boss came closer.
Until the boss happily said: "Miss, which kind do you want to try, you can choose!"
She was startled and immediately shrank back.
The boss was still enthusiastically introducing: "My fruits are all fresh out of the steamer early in the morning, the fillings are all fresh flowers and fruits, each flavor is different. The summer air is stuffy, this old man specially put refreshing mint leaves inside, I guarantee that it won't be greasy at all, after eating it, you still want to eat it! Miss, you can choose whatever kind of fruit you like, if it's not delicious, it's free! "
She was still frightened, but the boss's appearance was very kind, and the pig-like fruit in his hand was very tempting. Finally, the desire for good food gradually overcame her fear, little by little, she reached out her hand and gently pointed at the pig-like fruit.
The boss neatly wrapped the pig-like fruit in a lotus leaf and handed it over. She hesitantly took it to her lips, just as she took a bite, her eyes lit up, and she put the fruit to Xiahou Qing's lips: "Delicious!"
Xiahou Qing took a bite along the place where she had just bitten, lightly licked his lips, and smiled after the aftertaste: "Hmm, it's really delicious."
Ning Shu's eyes curved, and her smile was as sweet as the fruit. Her first try didn't hurt her, so she slowly let her guard down. She immediately turned back to choose a lot of other flavors: "This, this, that, that! And, that! "
"Okay!!"
Then Xiahou Qing used similar methods to let her adapt and relax again and again. Although she still didn't dare to take the initiative to get close to people, she gradually didn't feel so repulsed.
After playing the role of the old man of the fruit stall, Tianwen immediately turned into the sugar painting stall owner. He took off his fake beard, sweating profusely from the heat, and complained dizzily: "Oh, hey, King Zhou of Shang teased the feudal lords for Bo Bao Si's sake, I know what's going on now, it's too tiring, when will this end?"
Beside him, Jiu Si who was playing the trick stall owner said lightly: "That's King You of Zhou, idiot."
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