Chapter 275


    Charlie?


    Wendy looked at his deep eyes across the car''s windshield. The sun was so strong that she couldn''t


    see clearly. In a trance, she saw that tall and strong figure conning out of the car.


    And he went straight to her.


    The passengers who were talking around were also curious and followed him with their eyes.


    Wendy raised her head and looked at Charlie who was already in front of her, blocking arge area


    of sunlight. Wendy could see his protruding Adam''s apple and his clear and sharp chin. He was also


    looking down at her.


    She swallowed, and was surprised, "...Why are you here?"


    "I just happened to pass by." Charlie slightly twitched his lips.


    "..." Wendy opened her mouth. What a coincidence!


    Charlie nced at the bus driver who was lying on the ground to repair the bus and the anxious


    crowd waiting next to him. Because they were at the national road entrance which connected the


    highway, it was easy to find them.


    Charlie frowned and showed her the car keys in his hand, "Get on the car!"


    Wendy pursed her lips and did not move. "Then how long do you want to stay here? If you keep


    waiting, you won''t even make it to the countryside by nightfall." Charlie said and paused. Then he


    said in a calm tone, "I''m on my way to the countryside, and I can give you a ride."


    Wendy bit her lip and felt that it was not good to speak like this. She hesitated and wanted to stand


    up first.


    However, she sat on this stone for more than two hours after getting out of the bus, her legs were


    numb. When she was about to stand up, she fell back. Then suddenly a big hand appeared in front


    of her.


    His dry palms spread, where she could clearly see those lines in the m.


    She bit her lips harder and was thinking about whether she should put her hand on it or not.


    It seems that Charlie had run out of patience and simply grabbed her hand. He pulled her up from


    the stone with a little force, then turned around and strode directly to the Land Rover. However, he


    still considered her and his steps had a deliberate slowdown.


    He opened the car door and stuffed her directly into it.


    Seeing that he was about to stretch out his hand to pull the seat belt, Wendy hurriedly said, "... I''ll


    do it myself!"


    After seeing her put her seat belt on, Charlie closed the door, circled the car from the front to the


    other side, started the engine, and the white Land Rover went away in the envious eyes of others.


    "We''re going this way?"


    After driving along the national road for more than ten minutes, Charlie raised his chin slightly.


    Wendy took back her finger and said, "Well..."


    "What''s wrong?" Wendy saw Charlie eyebrows knit together and couldn''t help but ask.


    "Nothing." Charlie said tly.


    However, the sharp lines on his chin were somewhat tight. This normal road was somehow familiar


    to him, as if he had drove through it more than once...


    In the evening, the white Land Rover stopped in front of the house.


    Wendy unbuckled her seat belt, got off the car, and took down the bag she carried. When she saw


    that he also got off the car, she pursed her lips and asked, "Er, It''s me. You said that you have


    something to do here. What is it..."


    When they were just on the road, Charlie didn''t drop her and kept driving the car to the countryside,


    saying he was just here on business.


    "Take some pictures." Charlie took out a cigarette from the case.


    "Pictures?" Wendy frowned.


    "Yes." Charlie turned on his lighter and skillfully smoked it in and exhaled it out. "All the flowers and


    nts, mountains and rivers, as well as the bungalows. Larry hasn''t been in the countryside. He


    wants to see it!"


    "..." Wendy was stunned and asked incredulously, "Did youe here from the city just for taking


    pictures?"


    "I can''t do that?" Charlie asked.


    "Yes..." Wendy was speechless.


    She used to think that rich people were a little crazy. Sure enough, Charlie was crazy before or after


    he lost his memory.


    Thinking that she had taken a ride all the way here, Wendy hesitated and said, "Then wait for me. I''ll


    take you to the riverside. The scenery there is better!"


    Charlie made a "hmm" sound as a response, and continued to smoke.


    She took out the key from her bag and opened the lock hanging from the door. It seemed that no


    one had lived there for a long time, so the lock was a little rusty. It took her a long time to open it,


    and then she opened the door, crossed the threshold and entered the house.


    She didn''t sit down, and just took out all the things that she didn''t need for the time being, leaving


    only the things she needed to worship her grandmother.


    Closing the door again, Wendy walked out. "Well, we can go now!"


    Her grandmother''s tombstone was erected on the back hill, buried with her grandfather''s. Except for


    that one time she came back to see her grandmother when she left, she had nevere back


    again. The way of worshipping the dead abroad was different from that of home. She could only put


    a bunch of chrysanthemums on the foot of the mountain at the Tomb-Sweeping Day every year. Her


    grandmother came into her dream asionally, with a kind smile on her face, not ming her at all.


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    Charlie followed Wendy silently. He took out his mobile phone and took several pictures of the river


    and the opposite mountain, which he thought were enough for Larry, then put away his phone and


    looked at her.


    She squatted in front of the tombstone with her back facing him. There was an olddy''s photo on it.


    It should be her grandmother.


    She didn''t say anything all the time, just kept that posture, took out the fruit and snacks from the


    bag, and then burned something silently. When she got up and turned back, her eyes were red. It


    was obvious that she had cried.


    Charlie''s heart seemed to be stung by something.


    When Wendy looked at him, she was also stunned. "Have you finished taking pictures?"


    "Yes." Charlie replied calmly.


    Wendy nodded and said nothing. After worshipping her grandmother, she felt depressed and


    walked along the river to the vige.


    Suddenly, she thought of something, then slow down a little bit, and walked around to the other side


    of him. Originally Charlie was walking near the river, and they switched ces after she came over.


    "What are you doing?" Charlie frowned and asked.


    Wendy pointed at the river and answered, "The grasnd near the river is wet and soft, and it''s


    slippery. If you''re not careful, you''ll easily slip into the river. You can''t swim, so it''ll be bad if you fall."


    "How do you know I can''t swim?" Charlie frowned and asked in a confused tone.


    "Uh..." Wendy was stunned, and then she realized what she had just said. She bit her lip and


    mumbled for two seconds, then hurriedly exined, "... I guessed it! I saw that you were avoiding


    the river when you took pictures. You should be afraid of the water, so I guessed that you can''t


    swim."


    "You observed me very carefully!" Charlie said meaningfully.


    Wendy could only smile awkwardly.


    On their way back, they met Aunt Emma and a few neighbors.


    "Wendy, it''s really you! Earlier, I heard a noise in the courtyard and saw a big car parked at the door.


    I guessed it might be you. I haven''t seen you for a very long time!"


    "Aunt Emma, how are you?" Wendy walked up to her with a smile.


    "I''m fine!" Aunt Emma took her hand and said. Then she looked at the tall figure not far away and


    asked, "Did youe back with your boyfriend?"