From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!

Chapter 1423 - 1418: Embraced for Two Sticks of Incense

At night, the unprotected wound began to throb faintly.Lu Yuanfeng felt as though his entire right arm was burning, it was unbearably uncomfortable.

During dinner, Wen Xiaoya came to deliver medicine to Lu Yuanfeng but he refused again.

He didn’t even touch the things Wen Xiaoya delivered.

She was half dead with anger, but didn’t regret at all.

Was even a bit happy, Shuangshuang wouldn’t be upset knowing this.

Thinking of Shuangshuang, Lu Yuanfeng suddenly felt that the wound didn’t hurt anymore.

He felt as though strength had returned to his body, he smiled as he opened his eyes to daylight.

Dressing, working, Lu Yuanfeng missed nothing.

His right hand was stiff, so he used his left hand, and by morning he chopped a good amount of firewood, which startled Zheng Damao.

"You silly kid, are you crazy? I’ve already given your work to someone else, why are you doing it yourself?"

Zheng Damao had never seen someone who disregarded his own interests like this.

Absolutely unbelievably foolish!

"It’s fine, I’m alright! Besides, this is my work. If I don’t do it, others will have to do more!"

Lu Yuanfeng said.

His attitude was exceedingly sincere, not a trace of insincerity could be seen.

Zheng Damao sighed and said nothing more.

After breakfast, he took Lu Yuanfeng to the marketplace.

In the camp, there were so many people, they needed him and others to go to the county to buy groceries.

Zheng Damao often had to make several trips with the cart, and the groceries were loaded up bus by bus.

Hence, there were also quite a few people following him.

Lu Yuanfeng followed Zheng Damao, and as soon as they entered the market, his eyes began scanning everywhere.

He wanted to see if Shuangshuang was there.

A quick glance showed no one resembling Shuangshuang.

But Lu Yuanfeng did not lose heart, as among all these groceries, there wasn’t a single thing that was bean sprouts.

Finally, Zheng Damao spoke: "Later we’ll pick up the bean sprouts. I’m not sure how much there is today, but once you get the bean sprouts, then follow the list I’ve written and each go buy, then gather here when you’re all done, got it?!"

"Yes!"

Zheng Damao always divided tasks, each person was assigned what to buy.

After completing the task, they could wait at the gathering spot.

Lu Yuanfeng was injured, so Zheng Damao pretended to hand him a slip of paper, which had nothing written on it.

Privately, Zheng Damao instructed him to just buy the things and grab a few green onions casually.

Anyway, he wouldn’t check.

In a grand procession, they went to the place where bean sprouts were sold.

Zheng Damao glanced at the stall and was stunned.

The seller of bean sprouts hadn’t arrived yet.

"What’s going on, didn’t we agree yesterday, today and onward, you’d supply my bean sprouts?"

Lu Yuanfeng looked at the empty stall, feeling waves of disappointment inside.

His chest felt extremely uncomfortable.

It seemed something was missing.

Shuangshuang...

"Hey, could that be?" one Fireman pointed to a man pushing a cart not far away.

Zheng Damao glanced around, saw the uniquely ugly face, and immediately clapped his hands: "That’s the guy, that’s—"

Following Zheng Damao’s voice, Lu Yuanfeng placed his gaze on the person pushing the cart not far away.

The person was truly ugly!

His face was pitted and dark.

But the head of black hair, that figure, Lu Yuanfeng’s heart nearly jumped to his throat.

Shuangshuang, it must be Shuangshuang!

Mu Shuangshuang leisurely pushed the cart, unhurriedly.

She had asked around in the market and knew that the dark, skinny man came to the market at this time daily—old bean sprouts wouldn’t be fresh, so she came precisely timed.

But as she got closer to the stall, suddenly a burning gaze swept over her face.

In that gaze, there were so many familiar things.

Mu Shuangshuang’s eyes warmed, looking up to see the man she was longing for.

He stood in the bustling market, seeming out of place, yet fitting in so well.

He was also looking at Mu Shuangshuang.

Mu Shuangshuang knew Lu Yuanfeng had recognized her.

Even though she had intentionally made herself look so ugly, so unsightly.

Lu Yuanfeng rushed over to help Mu Shuangshuang push the cart.

They pushed it to Zheng Damao, then unloaded the baskets one by one.

There were three baskets in total, each filled with bean sprouts.

More than what had been yesterday.

Zheng Damao was extremely pleased.

Directing the Firemen to help carry the bean sprouts.

No one noticed the subtle change between Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng.

After collecting the bean sprouts, Zheng Damao happily paid the money.

And said, "Your bean sprouts are pretty good. If you have this many bean sprouts every day, I’ll buy them all!"

"Thanks, young man!" Mu Shuangshuang chuckled.

But due to the ugly appearance, no one cared to look twice.

Zheng Damao didn’t bother with Lu Yuanfeng, he assumed Lu Yuanfeng would buy things himself.

"Shuang..." Lu Yuanfeng was somewhat excited.

Just as he was calling half her name, Mu Shuangshuang stopped him.

"Young man, could you help me push the cart ahead? I suddenly feel unwell in my stomach!"

Lu Yuanfeng nodded repeatedly, greedily glancing at the person before him, then happily pushing the cart, just as he was about to leave.

Mu Shuangshuang grabbed his wrist.

"Are you hurt?" Mu Shuangshuang furrowed her brows.

The words were filled with worry!

Because he helped Mu Shuangshuang push the cart and carried the baskets for Zheng Damao, Lu Yuanfeng’s untreated wound split open again.

Blood seeped out continuously.

"It’s nothing, I’m fine..." Lu Yuanfeng explained in a fluster.

Looking at the girl he was longing for, his eyes reddened; her gaze on him was filled with heartache, making Lu Yuanfeng feel deeply troubled!

Mu Shuangshuang turned away from the cart, pushed it alone forward.

Lu Yuanfeng dared not fall behind; several times, he wanted to help push but was stopped by Mu Shuangshuang’s gaze.

Finally leaving the market, they reached a secluded alley.

Lu Yuanfeng abruptly extended his hand, sweeping the person into his embrace.

Smelling the familiar scent, Lu Yuanfeng felt complete.

"Shuangshuang, my Shuangshuang..." he called softly.

Mu Shuangshuang mirrored his reaction, greedily inhaling Lu Yuanfeng’s unique scent.

In her embrace, she stayed still, quietly feeling his heartbeat.

His broad chest...

"Fengzi..." Mu Shuangshuang began.

"Don’t talk, let me hold you longer, afraid this is a dream...

If I wake, you’re not here, I won’t see you!"

Lu Yuanfeng dared not imagine that scene, if it were a dream, he would cry upon waking.

"Not a dream, it’s me, I’m here!" Mu Shuangshuang whispered.

Then said nothing more.

They held each other for the duration of two incense sticks.

During which, someone passing by saw two men embracing.

Frightened, they fled, as if they had seen something terrifying.