C6 The Helplessness of Lying

Hearing that Ding Bufan still had a younger brother, his anger seemed to be irresistible as it had already attacked every part of his body. His heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was popping out of his chest. The reason why I was so angry wasn't because of the addition of a younger brother, but because of Ding Bufan's concealment of his lies. In my creed, poverty is not frightening, but it is absolutely unacceptable to hide the fact that from the beginning one has to live in fraud.

Having a younger brother isn't something Ding Bufan can control, but Ding Bufan definitely can't lie to my aunt, and from there on, he tricked my trust.

I stared at him in the midst of my angry meditation. If it hadn't been for the first time, if it hadn't been for the fact that he was in the mood to peel apples for me, I really didn't want to suppress my anger.

"Is there nothing more to say between us? What I hate most in my life is lying, and I don't want to live with a hypocrite. "

When I finished speaking in a huff, I put my legs under me and slowly landed on the ground. The moment I stood up, I stood up straight.

Although I made the gesture of wanting to leave, I didn't take a step forward. Instead, I tilted my face and looked outside the door. After all, I heard Ding Bufan's sincere wish for an explanation.

Ding Bufan hesitated for a moment, as if he had made up his mind. A row of white and neat teeth, while tightly biting his lower lip, hesitantly took a step forward and stood beside me. However, he didn't meet my gaze, but calmly jumped out of his sight and calmly stared in the direction of the courtyard, as if he was suffering some unspeakable pain.

"Why don't you take us for a walk outside to ease up a bit!"

He spoke in a low voice, and the expression that came into my eyes had taken on an indescribable melancholy, as if suddenly overwhelmed by unbearable psychological pressure. His originally clean face had turned pale due to nervousness and panic.

I turned my body to the side and focused all of my gaze on his face. Although I wasn't particularly angry, my anger hadn't completely disappeared. After all, I hadn't heard a reasonable explanation. However, his suggestion of going for a walk suited my mood.

Although under aunt's suggestion, mother agreed me and Ding Bufan to be alone together, but, mother's look from time to time, still makes me have quite a bit of fear, of course, in the heart of a difficult situation.

In the rural areas of the mountains, there were very few people when they walked out of their houses. Even if someone passed by, they would not be able to see the level of the terraced fields clearly.

The moment my thoughts raced, I actually tilted my face to the side and uncontrollably nodded my head.

"Up to you!"

By the time these soft words came out, I had already started to walk out of my brother's new room, a little flustered. I stole a glance in the direction of the kitchen, and after making sure that my mother was not being watched, I ran out the door.

The moment we stepped out of the gate, even though we didn't look back, our footsteps had slowed down a lot. I felt that the footsteps Ding Bufan was following us with were not only light, but also filled with urgency.

The villages on the Loess Plateau were spread out on the slopes of the mountain ridges. The rows of courtyards were concealed by the tall and dense thickets, appearing lonely and quiet.

In the distant terraced fields, bustling figures flashed out with the short leisure they had before the harvest.

I walked on ahead, slowly up the steep path, away from home, on the path in the middle of the thick cornfield.

The corn that was as tall as a person completely blocked the line of sight on both sides. Ding Bufan and I walked side by side on the road in the fields. Although it was very bumpy, it didn't feel like it was strenuous walking.

According to my original plan, I was to take Ding Bufan to the place where I was always in a daze. That was a particularly protruding platform on a hill. Not only was it very wide, it was also very quiet, and very few people had been there.

"Is this it? I have a lot of things I want to say to you. Actually, it's not that I want to deceive you from the bottom of my heart.

As Ding Bufan said this, he took a big step forward and placed himself right in front of me.

Even though it was in a deliberative tone, the actions shown in it were confirmed without any discussion. I looked up at him, my anger slowly fading, not at all the anger and irritation I'd felt in the beginning. Especially when my gaze met his eyes, I could clearly feel the sincerity, and also understand the unspeakable hidden inner world.

I stared at him for a few seconds, then slowly averted my gaze and cast eager glances in all directions. In fact, apart from the small path that extended forward slowly, the corn on both sides of the road had blocked their line of sight, so there was no need to observe.

"If someone were to see us hiding in the middle of the corn field, they would think that we were stealing their tender corn. That would not be fun."

As I said this in a low voice, I couldn't help but glance at the corn on the corn cob. I really wanted to eat it.

In the countryside, whenever the corn was about to mature, on one hand, it was due to starvation and on the other hand, it was also due to the sweet and crispness of the young corn.

"But I feel that it is very quiet here, we are not going into the corn, who would think of such a dirty thing. I was worried that your parents would go looking for you, because that would be embarrassing! The first time we met, we started playing hide and seek. "

At the end of his speech, Ding Bufan's face unexpectedly bloomed into a smile, as if he had thought of a joyous event, and his smile was especially happy.

I gently moved my feet and turned around to face Ding Bufan, because I really wanted to hear a reasonable explanation for why I hid the fact that I had a brother.

Ding Bufan stared into my eyes, as if he was thinking about my state of mind. Although I am not that angry anymore, I am not in a happy mood anymore.

"I know you have objections towards me, but I've already made it clear that it's my mom who is definitely not hiding it from you. I can swear on the oath."

As if aware of the inevitable cause of my anger, he began to grow restless.

Suddenly, I felt that he was a little silly and cute. He actually used a vow to express his determination and childish feelings. In fact, I had learned from my aunt that he was a year older than I was, but he didn't show any signs of maturity.

"What's the use of a vow, do you really think there will be retribution!"

I asked softly and slowly, feeling that there was no point in bothering with the question of a younger brother. After all, that was an unchangeable fact. Furthermore, during the dating process, his sisters would often encounter such white lies, which could not be considered as breaking the bottom line.