Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 25

auction

Ten minutes later.

I was almost exhausted... Qingshan District is a high-end villa area, quite far away from the urban area and on a high slope. Although Liu Shitong is not heavy, I had to pedal very hard to save time, which almost exhausted me.

Hoo, we are finally there, and there is a long downhill slope ahead...

I wiped the sweat from my forehead with my hand excitedly.

Liu Shitong felt a little distressed, so she took out a tissue from the back seat and wanted to wipe it for me.

But I don’t know.

I just felt a pair of hands slowly reaching under my neck and stroking it. I couldn't help but startled and slammed on the brakes.

Long downhill, sudden braking.

The brakes of these two Fei Ge brand bicycles were surprisingly sensitive - the body of the bicycle suddenly stopped, and Liu Shitong was caught off guard and jumped forward, falling on me.

"You, are you okay?" I turned my head and asked.

"No, it's okay..." Liu Shitong was startled, but suddenly realized that her whole body was almost hugging me. She couldn't help but adjust her posture nervously, lowering her head and pretending to tidy up her clothes.

You're still shy...yet your underwear has clearly been seen.

I curled my lips and said, "The Qingshan District is just ahead... Which building is yours?"

Her eyes were a little blurry: "Turn left at the end..."

I didn't start the car again silently - I could understand her feelings. After all, when she returned to the old place, everything was different and even her property had to be sold...

We stopped quietly at the door of her house, which was a very grand house, almost as good as Liu Qingxu's. However, all kinds of cars had broken into the neatly-kept lawn and were parked randomly, like a flock of sheep trampling on the grass at will.

The original address and nameplate were also torn off and replaced with four big bright red words: "Judicial Auction".

She stood quietly at the door, seemingly unable to bear it.

I patted her shoulder quietly: "Let's go, you still have things to buy, right?"

At that moment, she looked up at me, as if there were countless grievances turning in her heart. I reached out to her, but she didn't grab it, but gently pulled the corner of my clothes.

We walked into the house one after another.

I stood at the door and looked inside.

Most of the people who come here are middle-class people. Things are sold at a marked price rather than auctioned. Things that are truly valuable should be auctioned in a separate venue.

It was not until I entered the house that I truly understood the concept of the term "real estate developer" in China...

The spacious European-style hall, the mirror-like marble and interior decoration, the oil paintings, and the exquisite classical-style decorations - no matter from which dimension, it reveals a dignified elegance.

But everything has a price tag, and is subject to the scrutiny of people passing through the hall, making it look desolate and depressed. The crowds of people are mostly here to see something new or to find some bargains, and the design, decoration, connotation... all the value of the house itself has been coldly ignored.

And Shi Tong's random memories of everything here were also trampled upon repeatedly and priced with money.

I whispered to her ear: "What do you want?"

She just stared at everything around her blankly, as if she had left behind the noise around her and was in another world - a world of memories that belonged only to her, her home.

Her nose wrinkled and her eyes turned red, as if she was about to cry.

I hurriedly half hugged her to hide her expression: "Shh, you can't cry here, let's go after we finish shopping!"

She suddenly hugged me, buried her head in my chest, and trembled silently.

My tense body relaxed. I hugged her gently and patted her trembling back. My chest gradually became wet with tears.

I didn't say anything, I just took her to a deserted place and held her quietly.

Everyone has moments of weakness, times when they don’t want others to see it.

After a while, she slowly raised her head from my arms, wiped the tears from her eyes, and forced a smile: "Thank you, Yushan... It's so embarrassing that I actually cried."

"It's nothing to be ashamed of." I said calmly, "Also, don't force yourself to laugh in front of me. If you want to cry, just cry. I'll block it for you."

She lowered her head slightly, held the corner of my clothes tightly with both hands, and said nothing.

For some reason, seeing her bangs drooping slightly, I couldn't help but help her lift up the hair around her ears.

She was startled and looked at me in panic: "You, what are you doing?"

"It's just pleasing to the eye... By the way, I want to remind you that if you don't hurry up, today's auction will be over."

She let out a short cry of surprise, slapped her face, took my hand and ran to the second floor.

We climbed the spiral staircase breathlessly and arrived at the pink room at the end of the second floor.

This should be her former boudoir, right? The room still carries the faint fragrance of the girl. The thick handmade carpet on the floor should have left traces of her memories of learning to crawl and walk from childhood to adulthood.

But at this moment, this memory is being trampled by countless pairs of leather shoes. Everything in the past has a clear price tag.

Liu Shitong looked around for it, and her eyes lit up as she found her target: "It's that photo frame!"

I walked over and found that the thing was a gilded and carved European-style photo frame with a color photo embedded in it. It looked like a family photo of Liu Shitong's sisters and her parents.

The photo was taken in what looks like a delivery room. The cute girl in the photo is smiling happily, as if she owns the whole world. The frail mother is smiling as she holds the crying baby, while the father looks at the camera with dignity.

I glanced at the price tag: 1,600 yuan.

What the hell…are you kidding me?

Are you sure you are not making money from dishonest means to make up for the losses? Be careful or we will sue you for illegal fund-raising!

I turned to look at Liu Shitong: "Do you...really want to buy it?"

One thousand six hundred yuan is a huge sum of money for her now, right?

Liu Shitong nodded firmly, "I must buy it. This is a photo of me and my mother..."

"Don't you have any other albums or anything?"

She smiled softly, "But this is the only photo of the four of us together... My mother died of complications from the caesarean section after giving birth to my sister, so this is the only photo that's a true family photo."

I didn't say anything, just nodded quietly.

Indeed, it seems that the significance of this photo is irreplaceable.

Liu Shitong took the photo frame with a smile and began to feel her pockets. In an instant, her smile froze on her face.

"What's wrong?"

She looked at me blankly.

"I forgot my wallet..."