When Cheng Qicai passed by the abandoned fishpond, the crowd had dispersed, the car had been towed away, leaving only a pit behind.

When the two arrived at the hospital, Cheng Qicai saw that Yun Su Ni and Gu Liji were acting like ordinary friends, neither too close nor too distant.

Cheng Qicai was still worried that the two of them might cause trouble again.

Gu Rongqi handed the insulated box to Yun Suni and the others.

Cheng Qicai looked at Gu Liji's leg and asked, "Brother Gu, what's the plan for your injury?"

Gu Liji, biting into a piece of chicken, looked at Gu Rongqi.

Gu Rongqi lowered his eyes and said, "I plan to take Liji back tomorrow so that the family doctor can examine him again."

He turned to look at Cheng Qicai and asked, "Your holiday seems to be almost over. Want to go together tomorrow?"

Cheng Qicai thought about it and realized that she only had three days of vacation left before returning to work. It seemed like it would be a good idea to go together now.

She turned to look at Yun Suni, wanting to see what she was thinking, "Sister, do you want to leave sooner?"

Yun Suni had obviously also thought about the remaining vacation time, and nodded: "Okay."

Since Yun Su Ni had agreed, Cheng Qi Cai decided to leave together tomorrow.

"Then I'll go back and tell Grandpa and the others, and pack my things."

This last-minute decision disrupted her plans, and the thought of packing up when she got back gave her a headache.

“I’ll go too, it’s boring staying here,” Gu Liji said when he saw them saying they wanted to go back.

Cheng Qicai said to him worriedly, "Brother Gu, my tricycle can't carry you. If you don't want to get injured again, you shouldn't go."

Gu Liji didn't care and propped himself up. "This little injury isn't serious. Let's drive. Let's ask Mr. Wu to borrow a car."

Before Cheng Qicai could say anything more, Gu Rongqi helped Gu Liji into his wheelchair. "Let him go. He's the kind of person who can't stay still."

Since all the parties involved insisted, Cheng Qicai said nothing more.

The three of them followed Cheng Qicai's tricycle in their car and arrived at Cheng Qicai's house.

Cheng Qicai told her grandparents that she was leaving tomorrow.

"Aren't there still three days of holiday left?" Grandma Cheng said reluctantly.

"It just so happens that I'll be with them. We'll rest for a day or two in City A, and I also need to clean up the rental apartment. The timing is about right."

Grandma Cheng patted her hand, "Alright then, go pack your things and don't forget to take them back with you."

Cheng Qicai nodded.

She was worried that Gu Rongqi and the others might be bored, so she said, "Gu Rongqi, you can go for a walk in the village while we pack our things."

Gu Rongqi replied, "It's alright, we'll just take a walk in the yard."

Cheng Qicai and Yun Suni went upstairs to pack their things. Lu Qi had brought them so many things last time that their suitcases couldn't hold them all.

After some careful selection, I managed to pack an extra suitcase.

Knowing they were leaving, Grandma Cheng gathered many homemade items from her home.

"Seven colors!" Grandma Cheng called out to her.

"Yes!" Cheng Qicai replied and went inside, where she saw that she had divided the items into several small piles.

Grandma Cheng pointed to each piece and said, "This pile of cured meat is for Rongqi and his brother, this pile is for Su Ni's family, and this pile is for your parents."

Cheng Qicai looked at Gu Rongqi, unsure whether they wanted it or not.

Their tastes don't belong there.

Upon hearing that Grandma Cheng had also prepared something for them, Gu Rong stood up and politely declined, "No need, Grandma, you can keep it for yourselves."

"Take it. It's a rare trip for you. This is homemade. Everyone should take some home to try," Grandma Cheng said firmly.

Seeing that Grandma Cheng insisted on giving it to him, Gu Rongqi thanked her gently, "Then thank you, Grandma."

Looking at this huge pile of things, I don't want to choose express delivery; I'll have to use it.

"Cheng Qicai, it seems you haven't grown much taller since you were fifteen!" Gu Liji shouted at Cheng Qicai from the courtyard.

Hearing Gu Liji's shout, Cheng Qicai carried the last piece of luggage to the car and followed their gaze to look at the wall, where the writing and scratches were somewhat blurred.

Behind each scratch is written the date, height, and age, with the record starting from age two and ending abruptly in junior high school.

Her thoughts immediately returned to the time when she was a child, standing here having her height measured, with her grandmother helping her pull the measuring tape and her grandfather helping her record the measurements.

She imitated what she did when she was a child, standing at the spot and gesturing with her hand, then turning around to look at the spot she was gesturing.

She immediately retorted to Gu Liji, "No, it's a little too high."

"I feel like it's about the same. Did you deliberately raise your hand higher?" Gu Liji looked at the position of her hand.

"You're the one who's overestimating me."

Grandpa Cheng heard them arguing and thought they were arguing about something. When he went over, he saw them arguing about their height.

He chuckled and said, "There's a measuring tape in the room, just measure it and you'll know. I haven't kept a record since high school, but I reckon it's a little too tall."

Cheng Qicai seemed a little interested as she spoke, and ran inside to get a marker and a measuring tape.

I intend to speak with facts and talk to Guliji.

She originally intended to hand the measuring tape to her grandfather, but seeing that her grandfather, who used to be so tall and straight, had now shrunk to about the same height as her, she was suddenly struck by the realization that her grandfather had aged a lot, and she felt a pang of sadness.

Gu Rongqi glanced at her expression, then extended his hand and said to her, "Let me measure you."

Cheng Qicai snapped out of her reverie, looked into his earnest eyes, felt a warmth in her heart, and whispered, "Thank you."

She handed over the measuring tape, her body pressed against the wall. The moment Gu Rongqi suddenly approached, her breath caught in her throat, and her body began to stiffen.

She could clearly smell the dry, woody scent emanating from him, as if his every move created a warm space in the cold air.

The thick blanket enveloped her.

She could also feel his hand lightly brushing over her head, as if he were stroking her.

The distance is too close.

Cheng Qicai's back was pressed even tighter against the wall.

"Keep your head flat." Gu Rongqi's deep, magnetic voice sounded above her head, blowing the stray hairs on her forehead.

Upon hearing his voice, Cheng Qicai belatedly realized that her neck was stiff and tilted upwards in tension.

The Adam's apple in front of him was bobbing.

Cheng Qicai felt a bit hot, and obediently lowered her head slightly.

The sound of a pen slicing across the wall.

"Alright." Gu Rongqi took a step back, the two of them now standing a little distance apart.

From Gu Liji's perspective, the two looked like they were embracing. A strange look crossed his face as he raised his voice and asked, "How tall are they?!"

Upon hearing Gu Liji's voice, Cheng Qicai's heart skipped a beat. She turned her back to look at the line Gu Rongqi had drawn, trying to calm herself down.

The black horizontal line is slightly higher than the old horizontal line below it.

She said smugly, "I told you I was a bit taller."

“Hmm, 168!” Gu Rongqi wrote Cheng Qicai’s height, time and age after the line below, following the arrangement below.

Each stroke is vigorous and powerful.