When Liu Guiyuan slowly woke up, he could still hear incessant noises. Wen Ling obviously couldn't hear anything, and she kept shaking her head and chased them out the door.
Zhao Luochuan said so much to her in vain. He didn't like arguing with others, and his anger was shown on his face. He stared blankly at the dazzling white outside the house.
Liu Ji was eloquent and had a sharp tongue. No matter how Wen Ling tried to drive him away, he remained unmoved. He just said one sentence and took Liu Guiyuan away when he woke up.
"Ahem, ahem, stop arguing." Liu Guiyuan supported himself with his arms and sat up from the bed, his hoarse voice attracting the attention of several people.
Liu Ji reacted quickly. Taking advantage of Wen Ling's tears, he sat down next to Liu Guiyuan, supported his arm, and asked hopefully, "Are you feeling better? Do you remember?"
Liu Guiyuan shook his head honestly. Just when Liu Ji was about to be disappointed again, he suddenly said, "But I've gone over everything you said in my mind. As you said, it's very familiar. I think what you said should be true."
"Of course it's true. It couldn't be more true. Since you believe me, then come back with me today. Your family is waiting for you."
Before Liu Guiyuan could answer, Wen Ling refused again: "No, I don't agree!"
"You, why are you so ungrateful? It's useless to say anything to me, right?" Liu Ji was really annoyed and his words became more and more impolite.
Liu Guiyuan stared at Wen Ling, a look that made the latter feel uneasy. "Please wait outside for a while. I want to talk to Wen Ling alone."
"What else is there to say? She just wants to detain you. Don't listen to her. Let's go."
"Liu Ji," Zhao Luochuan said, "Let's go out first. After all, she's Liu Guiyuan's savior. Let's make things clear between them so that Liu Guiyuan can go back with a clear heart."
"Okay, then, you two can talk." Liu Ji was still a little dissatisfied and didn't want to go out. Before leaving, he was still worried and reminded her: "I'm just outside. If you need anything, call me. Don't talk for too long. You must come back with me later."
The two of them walked out the door. Wen Ling wiped the tears from her face, sat down at the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Liu Guiyuan: "Have a drink."
Liu Guiyuan didn't answer or move, his voice unchanged from usual, but what he said made Wen Ling panic: "Wen Ling, when did we meet? You said we were engaged when we were little, but why can't you remember anything about your childhood?"
Wen Ling said: "You, you are injured, it's normal to forget."
"But I still remember everything Liu Ji said just now. Although I haven't remembered it completely, it is indeed the same as what he said."
Wen Ling didn't know how to answer. Looking at Liu Guiyuan's serious eyes, she couldn't find any excuse.
"I want to go back with them to see them. If there really are elderly parents waiting for me, I will never feel at peace in my life if I don't go back."
"But, you, you already promised..."
"Wen Ling, I don't want to see you lying to me. Do you have anything to say to me?"
Wen Ling knew she couldn't stop him when he asked that question. Compared to Liu Guiyuan remembering it himself and then blaming herself, Wen Ling knew it would be much better to explain it herself. But she held on to the last glimmer of hope, bit her lip and refused to say anything: "I don't want to say anything. If you want to go back with them, go ahead. If you want to support those two old people, that's fine too. I'm willing to support them with you, but if you can't remember the past, you must come back and marry me."
"I can't promise you now. Last time, I was abrupt and agreed without thinking, which hurt you. I can't change my mind after I say this. This time, I want to know everything before making a decision."
Liu Guiyuan looked at her deeply and did not agree. Seeing that she said nothing and did not force him, he packed up his things and was about to go out and go back with Liu Ji.
Before leaving, he sincerely thanked Wen Ling. The road back was still long. When Liu Ji learned that he was willing to go back, he was so happy that he didn't want to delay for a moment and left quickly.
Wen Ling stood at the door and watched them getting farther and farther away, tears unconsciously streaming down her face. The cold wind blew and her cheeks were frozen and painful. She knew that crying in the snow would cause frostbite on her face, but she didn't have the strength to raise her hand to wipe away her tears.
On the way back, Liu Ji and Zhao Luochuan both breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was expected that they could bring the person back today, what was unexpected was that Liu Guiyuan volunteered.
After passing another fork in the road, Zhao Luochuan went home in a different direction from them. Since he had already gone back voluntarily, there was no point for him to go. It would be better to go back earlier, otherwise Yang Donghu would be waiting anxiously at home.
He bowed and said goodbye to the two of them. Liu Ji didn't say any polite words, but only said that before the New Year, he invited Zhao Luochuan to the town for a drink.
Zhao Luochuan smiled and agreed, then hurried off in different directions.
The sun was fine today, and by midday the snow on the trees and roofs had melted, and water droplets were dripping down non-stop.
Many crystal clear, thin and long icicles fell from the eaves of the yard. Several of them fell in the morning. The road outside the yard became a bit muddy after the snow melted. The black mud and white soil were mixed together. If you stepped in, half of your trouser legs would be wet.
Zhao Fangchu took a long bamboo pole and knocked down the icicles under the eaves one by one in the yard. He was afraid that someone passing by might get hit on the head by mistake. Not only would it hurt, but it would also be very cold in such a cold weather.
The things that fell on the ground would be kicked to the side to prevent Yang Donghu from slipping when walking back and forth. Now his family members would be very anxious if he bumped into something even a little bit. If he slipped, a person without a body would grimace in pain, and he with a body would not be able to bear it even more.
Zhu Cuilan was already very busy during the New Year, preparing all kinds of New Year's goods, which was very troublesome. What's more, after the New Year, it was the time to marry her son, so Zhu Cuilan was even busier than in previous years.
Zhao Luochuan left in a hurry at noon, and the snow in the yard had not been cleared yet. Yang Donghu took a small shovel and slowly cleared a path in the middle.
This little job was not tiring. The handle of the small shovel was long, so Yang Donghu did not need to bend over. He could just stand and shovel snow without feeling tired. The two boys were busy with their work in the yard while talking and laughing, and they finished the work while chatting and laughing.
Zhao Luochuan came back exhausted, with mud spots on his trouser legs. He pushed open the door and saw a small path in the yard. The snow piled on both sides of the path was rolled into a ball by Zhao Fangchu. Yang Donghu grabbed a handful of snow in his hand and wanted to add more snow to the ball.
"Brother Dong, do you think it's okay to pile this snowball here?" Zhao Fangchu pushed the snowball to another position and turned to ask Yang Donghu.
"That's perfect. This one can be used as the body, and we can build another one as the head of the snowman." Yang Donghu said as he was about to shovel snow again.
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