Thank goodness...
It's not too late to find out the truth now.
Zhou Jinglan couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met Leng Yinghong.
That was when he was on a mission in the countryside, helping villagers with many soldiers, and he happened to see Leng Yinghong working in the fields.
Many of the soldiers were helping some elderly people with their work. Leng Yinghong was among them. When she bent down to plant rice seedlings, her neck was exposed, and Zhou Jinglan noticed it in a moment of distraction.
At that moment, Zhou Jinglan was extremely excited!
"You saved me!" Zhou Jinglan rushed up to Leng Yinghong and his first words left her completely bewildered.
"Huh? What did you say?" Leng Yinghong asked, puzzled.
However, because Zhou Jinglan was quite handsome, Leng Yinghong wasn't angry; she simply asked him what he meant.
Zhou Jinglan, being so excited, talked on and on.
"Don't you remember me? On the ninth day of the lunar month, when we were climbing the mountain, you saved me. Have you really forgotten?"
“I sprained my ankle,” Zhou Jinglan pointed to his calf. “It was all swollen. You suddenly appeared and carried me down the mountain for a very long time. Don’t you really remember anything?”
Leng Yinghong: "..."
She had no recollection of it.
To be precise, it's impossible for her to carry someone down the mountain.
So it's quite obvious that the good-looking man in front of her has mistaken her for his savior.
"You really don't remember?" The man's face showed obvious disappointment and loss.
Leng Yinghong keenly sensed that the man's feelings for this so-called savior went beyond gratitude; there might also be a hint of youthful infatuation.
He was good-looking, and Leng Yinghong knew he was a soldier, so his background seemed quite good.
If she were to admit that she was the one who saved him back then, then... how would he repay her?
Maybe I'll marry her!
Because of this bold guess, Leng Yinghong made a decision without hesitation.
She wanted to "become" his savior.
“Oh, I remember now, there seems to be such a thing!” Leng Yinghong said.
Sure enough, the man instantly showed a delighted expression, mixed with a touch of youthful shyness.
Leng Yinghong knew that she had probably made the right bet.
What she needs to do now is to convince the man that she really is the one he's looking for, and solidify her identity as his savior.
"I've kind of forgotten when it was..." Leng Yinghong said deliberately.
She was unsure of herself because she had no idea what connection this man had with the person he was looking for. She could only try to gather as much information as possible, then expand on what she already knew, and always be prepared to make amends if she said something wrong and how to smooth things over.
“Fifteen years ago!” Zhou Jinglan answered immediately.
This was a memory etched in his heart, and he always longed to find the Little Goddess, to express his gratitude to her, and to reveal his feelings to her.
So at first, Zhou Jinglan's excitement at finding the person overshadowed his rationality, and he didn't realize anything was wrong.
"Yes, it was fifteen years ago! I went hiking with my family, and that's when I met you..."
As Leng Yinghong spoke, she observed Zhou Jinglan's expression to determine whether her words matched the "memory," while repeatedly reiterating information that Zhou Jinglan had already brought up.
For example, Zhou Jinglan said from the beginning that it was the ninth day of the lunar month, so she dared to confidently say that she appeared on the mountain with her family to climb the mountain.
"You remember now? Right? It's you, isn't it?" Zhou Jinglan pressed.
The more he cared, the more Leng Yinghong wanted to confirm his identity; she needed to continue gathering information.
"What happened after I carried you down the mountain? Hey, why am I suddenly a little confused? Is your leg alright now? It looks like it's fully healed, without any lasting effects," Leng Yinghong said.
Zhou Jinglan's expression froze for a moment. So, was he the only one who remembered this?
In the little goddess's heart, it wasn't really important, so she even forgot what happened after they went down the mountain...
“You said you were going to find your brother and left first, telling me to wait by the roadside for my parents to come down the mountain,” Zhou Jinglan replied.
Leng Yinghong's heart skipped a beat.
elder brother?
Where did she get a brother? She doesn't have a brother!
But she does have a younger brother, and she can't lie about that, so she has to make up a story, since she can't actually have an older brother.
“Oh, right, my younger brother wasn’t even born yet. It was indeed me, my parents, and a few of my cousins who went hiking together,” Leng Yinghong said.
“So that’s how it is…” Zhou Jinglan said.
He didn't realize anything was wrong. Instead, he thought that calling his older brother "cousin" wasn't a big problem. After all, it's normal to just call someone "older brother" when addressing them as a cousin.
“I still remember how much pain you were in back then…” Leng Yinghong said.
Since you twisted your ankle, pain is inevitable.
"By the way, how did you recognize me?" Leng Yinghong revealed a touch of shyness and said with shame, "I didn't even recognize you."
This is the most crucial point; she needs to confirm if there are any "little secrets" between the two of them, and she must find out the truth.
“A birthmark,” Zhou Jinglan said frankly, without any guile or cunning. “I saw the birthmark on the back of your neck just now. You were carrying me on your back, and I kept staring at the birthmark, so I remembered it.”
Fearing that the goddess might misunderstand him and think he was a lecher, he quickly waved his hand to explain.
"I didn't mean to look. You were carrying me with your back to me and you made me hold your neck tightly. If I had my eyes open, I couldn't avoid seeing you..." Zhou Jinglan said, no longer daring to look directly at Leng Yinghong.
Leng Yinghong understood what was going on and was once again certain that the man in front of her had ulterior motives towards the person she was looking for.
She has to catch her.
"Why are you so nervous? Since I asked you to hold my neck tight, why would I blame you?" Leng Yinghong said gently.
"It's good that you're not angry." Zhou Jinglan was so afraid that his little goddess would be angry.
Leng Yinghong realized that she could take advantage of men's "fear" of her.
“Actually, it was fifteen years ago. It’s been so long that my memory is a bit hazy. Luckily you remember, it’s good that you reminded me,” Leng Yinghong said, while giving a little sweetness at the same time, “I sometimes think of you, but I always feel like I can’t remember what you look like. I never imagined that you would become a soldier now…”
Zhou Jinglan's heart was racing more and more out of control. So the little goddess had also thought about him.
This realization filled him with immense joy.
"Well," he scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly and introduced himself, "I'm a battalion commander now. Although my rank isn't high, I can still apply for housing in the family compound..."
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