Gu Che simply nodded without saying anything.
Facing the biting, icy wind, he went against the current, the wind seeming to tear him apart. Faintly, his deep, gentle voice could be heard in the cold wind, "There are people waiting for me too."
The strong wind blew his words away, and Yu Yuehui couldn't hear them clearly. She squinted at Gu Che and said loudly, "Master, what did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again?"
Gu Che's lips curled up slightly, revealing a very faint smile, but his voice remained as usual as he said, "It's nothing, just reminding you to be careful."
Yu Yue looked at Gu Che's back and wondered if her master thought he was stupid. He hadn't said that at all.
Even if the wind was too strong for her to hear clearly, it definitely wasn't that sentence.
But Gu Che had already walked away without looking back, so she had no choice but to swallow her doubts, wrap her cotton coat tighter, and follow him.
The wind and snow raged even more fiercely, like a runaway beast roaring madly.
The two dark figures gradually blurred in the swirling snow and eventually disappeared. Even the footprints they left on the snow were quickly and mercilessly covered by the swirling snow, leaving only a silvery white expanse in the world.
Inside, Xie Yan stood at the doorway, looking out at the seemingly endless snow, his eyes filled with unwavering worry.
He could only tell himself over and over again that Gu Che was very capable and that this little bit of snow was nothing to him.
Try to relax yourself through constant self-suggestion.
And you know what? This method did work a bit. Xie Yan gradually became less anxious than when she was watching the snow.
To avoid getting caught up in this anxious and worried state, Xie Yan took out the book he hadn't finished reading before and continued reading.
Night falls, all is quiet except for the occasional whistling wind rattling against the window; this should be the perfect time to settle down and read.
However, the warmth of the kang (heated brick bed) gradually eroded Xie Yan's already fragile willpower. Before he could even read ten pages of a medical book, his eyelids began to droop.
At first, they were evenly matched, but gradually, the fierce upper eyelid gained the upper hand and "conquered" the entire position in one fell swoop.
Outside, it was a world of ice and snow. Inside, Xie Yan slept warmly. Perhaps he wasn't comfortable sleeping face down, so he nimbly turned over. In his drowsy state, Xie Yan saw that the kerosene lamp was still lit. Without thinking much, he casually waved it over. With a "poof," the kerosene lamp went out instantly, plunging the room into darkness.
Xie Yan turned around again and said to the person next to him as usual, "Wife, did you just go out? Why did you forget to turn off the lights?"
He finished speaking to himself without needing anyone's reply. He smacked his lips and fell into a deep sleep, a faint smile still lingering on his lips, as if Yu Yuehui were lying right beside him.
Xie Yan was still a little dazed when he woke up the next day! He rubbed his sleepy eyes.
How did I fall asleep last night? I have absolutely no recollection of it.
He habitually called out "Wife," but after a long while without hearing an echo from outside, Xie Yan realized that Yu Yuehui was not there. An indescribable sense of emptiness, like a surging tide, instantly overwhelmed him.
Xie Yan stared blankly outside for a while.
It was the sound of villagers shoveling snow outside that woke him up. He patted his head and Xie Yan remembered the heavy snow outside. If Yu Yue were here, the snow would have been cleared away long ago.
Not wanting to embarrass his wife, he quickly got up, dressed, and reached for the door. With a creak, the door opened a crack, and the cold air that had been kept out rushed in like a pack of hungry wolves, instantly enveloping him.
Xie Yan shivered from the sudden chill, feeling as if he had been drenched in cold water.
He slammed the door shut again, turned around and found the thick military overcoat in the closet, put it on, took off the scarf and carefully wrapped it around his neck again, this time making sure to cover his face as well, leaving only his eyes showing.
After being fully armed, Xie Yan slowly opened the door.
The heavy snow showed no signs of stopping, falling in a flurry, as if the whole world was enveloped in white. The outside was as beautiful as a fairy tale world, truly a world covered in silver.
The snow in the yard had piled up very thick, and the strong winds last night had blown it into the shape of a giant cake.
If Xie Yan didn't have to shovel the snow himself, he might have found it quite poetic, but the thought of having to shovel so much snow bit by bit gave him a headache.
This snowfall was heavier than usual, with large flakes falling in abundance.
Xie Yan glanced at it and quickly put the kang (heated brick bed) back on, because in the dead of winter, if the kang went out, people would freeze to death.
Once he saw that there were indeed not many leaves left in the kang tub, he realized that if he had been any later, the kang would not have been able to be repaired.
Xie Yan gave himself a thumbs up for his cleverness.
After the fire was reignited, Xie Yan was already holding a broom, ready to sweep the snow, but remembering Yu Yuehui's instructions, he went back to find a tree root of suitable size and threw it into the kang tub.
Only after doing all this did Xie Yan begin shoveling snow.
Actually, if it were up to Xie Yan's personality, there would be no need to sweep. It's been raining all along, so what's the point of sweeping? He sweeps one minute and another thick layer falls the next.
However, since everyone is scanning, there will definitely be gossip.
Xie Yan sighed, picked up his pickaxe, and slowly pushed the thick snow aside. After only a few rounds, he felt hot all over, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Xie Yan had to take off his hat.
When I took it off, the hat and the top of my head were steaming, and the snowflakes that fell on my head melted instantly. I felt like I was a human furnace.
Xie Yan found this very interesting and turned around to share it with Yu Yue. He had already reached out his hand when he realized that Yu Yue was not there.
At that moment, a tremendous sense of emptiness washed over him again, and his smile vanished instantly, replaced by a face full of worry.
He couldn't help but let his mind wander. How was she doing on the mountain? Was she cold with all this snow?
How did you sleep last night?
Did you sleep well?
Xie Yan stood motionless in the courtyard, leaning on his pickaxe, watching the heavy snow falling softly. He felt as if his spirit had left with Yu Yuehui.
He never imagined that Yu Yuehui would have such a great influence on him, so much so that he couldn't muster the energy to do anything without her by his side.
By the time Gu Bin finished sweeping the snow off his own property and strolled over, humming a little tune, Xie Yan had just finished sweeping the snow.
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