TTPAC [QT] Chapter 55.3

Wen Shuying looked at her and originally reached out to pat her head, but seeing the blood-soaked gauze, he just pinched her cheek in the end. 

“Brother will be back soon.”

Shutong nodded, watching his figure disappear around the corner as he walked through the messy, damp alley.

Wang Bu also looked in that direction and seemed to sigh. He glanced at the gradually darkening sky and hid under the awning behind him.

“It’s raining…” 

Wang Bu looked down at Shutong, then suddenly reached out and pinched Shutong’s cheek. 

“Little one, I finally see your true face clearly. You’re so cute…”

Shutong let him pinch her. In the novel, she was a fool with a dull mind, which made her thinking rather slow now.

In her meager memory, there seemed to be a person named ‘Wang Bu’, but he died young, beaten to death by a group of wealthy students due to stealing.

After a while, Shutong’s nose twitched, and her voice was weak: “I’m hungry… Brother Wang Bu, do you have anything to eat?”

Wang Bu: “…Yes.”

After Wang Bu finished speaking, he put her aside and set up a wooden plank on the ground. He then took out a fragrant paper bag from his pocket.

The paper bag contained half a flattened steamed bun.

Wang Bu unconsciously swallowed. He had saved this from morning until now, originally planning to eat it when he was a little hungrier in the evening, but he took it out when Shutong asked.

“Eat.” Wang Bu said, handing half a steamed bun to Shu Tong.

Shutong blinked her big eyes, reached out, and took it. Then she broke off a small piece with her fingers and pushed the rest back, saying, “I’ll only eat a little bit.”

Wang Bu looked at her, his face expressionless. Perhaps because he was used to being fierce, the corners of his mouth turned up in a stiff and strange way. 

“With your and your brother’s personalities, you won’t live long.”

What’s the point of having a face when you’re a beggar?

Sometimes there are constant conflicts among beggars. Who cares about anything else when it comes to survival? 

They’ll steal or rob; they’ll do anything to fill their stomachs.

Wen Shuying, on the other hand, tried every day to earn food through labor with his sister, but they always ended up being ripped off.

Wang Bu watched as Shutong slowly ate the crumbs of a steamed bun the size of a fingernail. Then he handed her the last bit of steamed bun.

He said, “Eat it all.”

“What will you eat, Brother Wang Bu?”

Wang Bu leaned against the wall and said casually, “Wait for your brother to bring back some food.”

Shutong nodded. 

Wang Bu gave her a look, saying, “Eat it.”

Shutong was startled by his harshness, instinctively grabbed the bun, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Just as she was about to choke, Wang Bu pulled out a water bottle from somewhere, opened it, and placed it in front of her.

Wang Bu didn’t usually live nearby, but lately, he had been staying under the awning with the brother and sister.

Shutong dozed off on the wooden plank for a while, but soon, she woke up hungry again.

The alleyway lights barely illuminated the area. Because it had just rained, the ground was even damper, and the smell emanating from the garbage dump was even more unbearable.

Wang Bu stood outside alone, looking toward the end of the alley. 

Noticing that Shutong had woken up, he turned around, glanced at her, and said, “Are you alright here? I’ll go check on things.”

He frowned, and before Shutong could answer, he had already walked over and squatted down in front of her. 

“Why don’t you come with me?”

Shutong quickly climbed onto his back and asked in a muffled voice, “Where are we going?”

She seemed to have a slight fever, and her whole body felt even more drowsy.

“Just a walk around.” Wang Bu said, his expression worried. 

It was already past nine o’clock, but Wen Shuying still hadn’t returned.

Raising a girl was troublesome, Wang Bu thought to himself.

There was still no sound from behind him. Wang Bu gradually felt the heat emanating from his back. He suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the streetlight ahead.

She had a fever.

Wang Bu gripped the little girl’s knees tightly with both hands, turned slightly, and asked, “Tongtong? Do you want to go find your brother?”

Shutong lifted her eyelids slightly: “Hmm…”

Wang Bu took a step forward: “Then, don’t fall asleep.”

Shutong: “Okay…”

When they arrived at a pharmacy, Wang Bu put Shutong down and told her to sit on the steps and wait.

Shutong watched him straighten his clothes and walk into the pharmacy, only to come out again a moment later.

Shutong reached out and pinched her face, then swayed as she got up.

He scooped her up in his arms and quickly left.

After walking a short distance, Wang Bu put Shutong down again, took out the medicine and water bottle, and stared at Shutong with a fierce look in his eyes.

“Take the medicine. Don’t tell your brother.”

Shutong remained silent and then nodded quietly.

She needed to take the medicine.

 

 

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