"But Cao'er only has a shred of desire to live for Liu Guiyuan. If he knew that Liu Guiyuan no longer remembered him and had become a stranger to him, would he be unable to get over it and then..."
Yang Donghu was still a little hesitant. He really couldn't say such a cruel fact.
Zhao Luochuan held her in his arms, patted her, and said gently, "Cao'er is much stronger than you and I imagined. Otherwise, he wouldn't have endured humiliation and torture at the hands of Li Shangcai for so long. If he doesn't tell her, he'll be even more unbearable if the two of them run into each other someday. Besides, if Cao'er and Liu Guiyuan could meet, maybe he'll remember it."
Yang Donghu suppressed his sadness and nodded. What Zhao Luochuan said was right, so he did not refute it. He planned to explain the news to Cao'er in the next two days.
The continuous rain lasted for two whole days before it stopped. After the rain, the sky cleared up and Yang Donghu picked a sunny day to go to the town. He also brought a lot of food for Cao'er.
Zhang Baoyu wanted to settle him down, so he found a house for Cao'er. The house was not big, but very quiet. Cao'er didn't like being served, so he lived alone in the house, staring at the flowers and plants all day long.
Yang Donghu's arrival broke his seemingly calm heart for a long time. The two of them are now close friends, and being able to have half a day to talk is very comforting.
"Dong Hu, I heard you're pregnant. I haven't congratulated you yet. How come you have time to come here today?"
Cao'er's temperament is calmer than when they first met, but this calmness has a bit of a sense of despair after waiting for a long time.
Yang Donghu couldn't help but feel the pain in his eyes. After putting his things down, he still said a few polite words: "I came to see you and see how you are doing."
"I'm fine. Miss Baoyu is a good person. It's just that there is still no news from Guiyuan, and I always feel uneasy." Cao'er covered her chest with her hands, pursed her lips and frowned.
Yang Donghu pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly: "Actually, I came here today to tell you that there is news about Liu Guiyuan."
Cao'er's originally lifeless eyes changed noticeably when he heard the name Liu Guiyuan. However, after being disappointed for so long, he didn't dare to think whether this was good news or bad news: "Did they find him? Is he okay?"
"Found it." Yang Donghu nodded, and the rest of the words seemed to be blocked in his throat by cotton. He wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound.
Cao'er finally became a little excited and pulled his hand: "Really? Is he still alive? Where is he?"
"He's still alive, but he had an accident. He forgot everything that happened before and can't remember anything now."
Cao'er slumped down on the stool after hearing what Yang Donghu said, and whispered, "I can't remember anything?"
"Well, he was saved by a herbalist, and barely escaped with his life. Now, he doesn't recognize anyone except that herbalist." Yang Donghu spoke softer and softer, and in the end, he could hardly hear himself.
But Cao'er seemed not to care. She stared at the table without saying a word.
Yang Donghu was afraid that he would be upset, so he paused for a moment and shook Cao'er's arm: "Just say whatever you're thinking, don't keep it in your heart."
Cao'er still didn't want to speak, just shook her head. After a long while, she said in a hoarse voice: "Where is he now? I, I want to go see him."
Yang Donghu looked at Zhao Luochuan embarrassedly. The latter gave him a reassuring look and then gave him the address.
"I've been to this place before. It's almost a hundred miles away from here. Anywhere, as long as I hear the slightest whiff, I'll go check it out. I never thought I'd be so close to him."
Cao'er's voice was shaking and her tears fell on the table. She started with silent sobs and ended up crying bitterly.
Yang Donghu couldn't help crying too much, and Zhao Luochuan was worried that he would get sick from crying too much, so he separated the two of them first.
After Yang Donghu finally calmed down, Cao'er had already packed up. He refused Yang Donghu's invitation to go with him. No one knew the way to Liu Guiyuan better than him.
He couldn't ride a horse, but he couldn't bear the desire to see people for a moment, so he walked very fast for fear that if he walked slower he would miss the person.
He walked for a whole day and night, never stopping for a moment when passing by a tea stall. He didn't feel scared even on the deserted mountain road. He didn't feel any pain even when the soles of his feet were rubbed like needles. He just wanted to go faster and faster.
But just before he reached the herbal medicine yard, he inexplicably felt a sense of homesickness and hid far away beside the yard, wanting to see if there was anyone inside.
It was still dawn when Cao'er arrived here. The crowing of roosters had already woken up the entire village, and the herbal courtyard was no exception. He watched the person he had been thinking about day and night come out of the house. The great surprise made him unable to even shout.
He called out Liu Guiyuan's name in a hoarse voice, but no one heard it except himself. Cao'er threw all the words Yang Donghuruo said behind her. No amnesia could compare to the joy of regaining what was lost.
But this joy only lasted for a moment. Before he got close to the yard, he saw a pretty girl coming out of the house. He didn't know what the two of them said, but they were laughing together. However, that smile was a bit dazzling in Cao'er's eyes.
Oh, he remembered. This girl was the herbalist that Dong Hu mentioned. She was the one who saved Liu Guiyuan's life. Their intimate relationship made Cao'er dare not get close to the yard. He hid behind the tree blankly, spying on all the warmth in the yard, letting the tears meander down his face without noticing.
After a long time, so long that Cao'er felt that he had lost feeling in his legs, there was a new movement in the yard. Liu Guiyuan was carrying a backpack, and Wen Ling was chattering in his ear, talking and laughing as they went up the mountain.
Cao'er didn't have the courage to follow, so she had to find a place to sit down and rest, waiting for Liu Guiyuan to come down the mountain, and then she could take one more look at him and leave.
But he was so tired after walking all day that his eyelids felt so heavy that he couldn't help but curl up under a tree and fall into a deep sleep.
When Wen Ling came back, she sensitively noticed that someone was lying nearby. Out of compassion as a doctor, she did not leave Cao'er lying under the tree.
Liu Guiyuan always felt that the person lying there was very familiar, but he didn't know where he was familiar. However, looking at the person curled up into a small ball, he felt very depressed for some reason.
"Are you okay?" Wen Ling went forward and shook the person awake. The dew was heavy in autumn, and Cao'er had only been lying there for a while before large areas of his body were soaked by the dew.
Cao'er heard someone calling her in a daze. When she opened her eyes, she found the person she had been missing for a long time right in front of her. She couldn't help but blurt out: "Guiyuan."
When he shouted, the two people in front of him changed their expressions. Liu Guiyuan already felt that he was very familiar with him, and now he felt even more distressed after hearing this shout.
Wen Ling looked carefully at the pitiful person in front of her. If she guessed correctly, this was Cao'er, whom Liu Guiyuan had been thinking about all the time.
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