Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 363 In the Small House

Sha Zhu looked at Qin Huairu's pleading eyes, his heart filled with pain and helplessness. He knew that Qin Huairu made this decision after careful consideration. It was not that she did not want this child, but she knew that she was unable to give this child a good life.

"Huai Ru..." Sha Zhu held Qin Huai Ru's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice, "I... I respect your decision..."

Qin Huairu's tears flowed again, she hugged Sha Zhu tightly and cried loudly. Sha Zhu also hugged Qin Huairu tightly, letting her tears wet his clothes.

He knew that at this moment, he had lost the woman he loved most and his unborn child.

In the following days, Sha Zhu was in a daze, as if he had lost his soul. He mechanically completed his work every day, and then returned to his small room, sitting alone in silence, thinking about Qin Huairu and the unborn child.

His colleagues all noticed that something was wrong with him, but no one dared to ask any more questions. They all knew that the matter between Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu was not something they could interfere with.

One night, after get off work, Sha Zhu passed by a pub and walked in. He ordered a bottle of Erguotou and drank it silently.

There were not many people in the bar, only a few old customers were chatting quietly. Sha Zhu sat alone in a corner, drinking one glass after another.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the tavern.

It’s Xu Damao.

Xu Damao spotted Sha Zhu sitting in the corner at a glance. He sneered and walked straight over.

"Hey, isn't this Shazhu? Why are you drinking here alone?" Xu Damao said sarcastically.

Sha Zhu raised his head and looked at Xu Damao coldly without saying a word.

Seeing this, Xu Damao became even more proud. He pulled over a chair and sat down opposite Sha Zhu.

"What's wrong? Are you mute? Or are you feeling upset and dare not speak?" Xu Damao continued to mock.

Sha Zhu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up suddenly, grabbed Xu Damao by the collar, and shouted angrily: "Xu Damao, stop making sarcastic remarks here! Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? You are just gloating! You just want to see me make a fool of myself!"

Xu Damao was frightened by Sha Zhu's action. He struggled and said, "Sha Zhu, what are you doing? You...you let me go!"

Sha Zhu ignored Xu Damao's struggle. He pushed Xu Damao to the ground, then sat on him and started beating him with his fists.

"I'll let you make sarcastic remarks! I'll let you gloat over other's misfortunes! I'll let you laugh at my mistakes!" Sha Zhu beat and scolded him.

Seeing this, other customers in the pub rushed over to try to stop the fight.

"Silly Zhu, stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

"Xu Damao, you should also stop talking!"

After being persuaded by everyone, Sha Zhu finally stopped. He got off Xu Damao and staggered out of the tavern.

Xu Damao got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at Sha Zhu's back fiercely, his heart full of resentment.

Sha Zhu walked on the street, letting the cold wind blow on his face. He didn't know where he was going, nor did he know what to do. He only knew that his heart was in pain, very painful...

He walked aimlessly and unknowingly arrived at Qin Huairu's door.

He stood at the door, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not knock.

He turned and left, his back looking desolate and lonely.

At this moment, the door of Qin Huairu's house suddenly opened.

Qin Huairu stood at the door, looking at Sha Zhu's back, her eyes filled with complicated emotions...

Qin Huairu stood at the door. The dim light outlined her thin figure, like a reed swaying in the wind. Her eyes were red and swollen, her face was pale, her lips trembled slightly, and she was hesitant to speak.

Sha Zhu was stunned, his alcohol-paralyzed brain unable to react for a moment. He stood there blankly, like a sculpture.

The two of them just stared at each other silently, with an indescribable embarrassment and sadness in the air.

Finally, Qin Huairu broke the silence, her voice hoarse and low: "Zhu Zi, you...you come in."

Sha Zhu nodded mechanically and followed Qin Huairu into the house.

The room was deserted and dark, with only a dim yellow light bulb emitting a weak glow. Jia Zhang was not there, nor were the children. Only Qin Huairu was there.

Sha Zhu sat down at the table and Qin Huairu poured him a glass of water.

"Have some water." Qin Huairu's voice was still hoarse.

Sha Zhu took the cup of water but didn't drink it. He just held it tightly in his hand. His hands were cold and trembling.

"Huai Ru..." Sha Zhu finally spoke, his voice hoarse and low, "Child...child..."

Qin Huairu's tears flowed again, she covered her face and sobbed softly.

Sha Zhu looked at Qin Huairu, his heart aching. He knew that Qin Huairu's pain was worse than his. He lost an unborn child, but Qin Huairu lost a part of herself.

"Huai Ru, don't cry..." Sha Zhu comforted her clumsily, "There will be children... there will be children..."

Qin Huairu raised her head and looked at Sha Zhu with tearful eyes: "Zhu Zi, do you... do you hate me?"

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I don't hate you. I know you don't want this..."

Qin Huairu's tears flowed even more violently. She threw herself into Sha Zhu's arms and burst into tears.

Sha Zhu hugged Qin Huairu tightly, letting her tears wet his clothes. His heart was filled with pity and heartache.

He knew that at this moment, he had to be strong and he had to be Qin Huairu's support.

"Huai Ru, don't cry..." Sha Zhu gently patted Qin Huai Ru's back, "Everything is over... I will always be with you..."

Qin Huairu cried for a long time in Sha Zhu's arms until she was tired of crying and then she slowly calmed down.

She raised her head and looked at Sha Zhu, her eyes full of gratitude and dependence.

"Zhu Zi, thank you..." Qin Huairu's voice was very soft and gentle.

Sha Zhu smiled, a smile full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Silly, why are you thanking me..." Sha Zhu gently stroked Qin Huairu's hair, "We are...we are friends..."

"Friend..." Qin Huairu repeated these two words, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Sha Zhu didn't notice the strangeness in Qin Huairu's eyes. He continued, "Huairu, from now on...if you have any problems in the future, you can come to me...I will...I will help you..."

Qin Huairu nodded and said nothing.

The two of them sat there quietly, neither of them spoke. The room was very quiet, with only the ticking sound of the wall clock.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the room became more and more ambiguous.