The dark clouds that had accumulated for several days finally dissipated completely.
The bright sunshine shrouds the entire land, the smiles of pedestrians on the street show the full spirit of the New Year, and every household is filled with festive joy.
After sorting everything out, Yun Aotian supported the weak Han Yi'er and left the hospital.
At first glance, the quiet streets are bustling with money and Spring Festival couplets plastered all over the windows and door frames.
"It turns out that the Chinese New Year is almost here..." A faint smile appeared on her thin face, but there was a hint of sadness in her heart.
Out of the corner of his eye, Yun Aotian shook his head slightly and showed a doting smile: "Yes, it's New Year's Eve in about a week. How about bringing your mother to my house to celebrate the New Year?"
"Uh..." After a dull moment, Yun Aotian's words hit his heart.
Every New Year's Eve, her home seems particularly deserted.
As her mother became seriously ill, the New Year holiday became completely irrelevant to her.
But……
This year may be the last year that she and her mother will be together, and every time she thinks of this, her mood is particularly painful.
He smiled lightly and shook his head: "Let's talk about it..."
Seeing her reaction like this, Yun Aotian couldn't help but let out a disappointed laugh: "Haha, yes."
"By the way, you go pick up the car first, and then wait for me to get off at the town entrance."
"Ah?!" Before Yun Aotian could ask why, she quickly left his sight.
After looking at the luggage on the ground and looking at Han Yi'er who was gradually running away, Yun Aotian hurried forward to catch up with her.
He stopped his rapid pace and turned back curiously: "Uh... why are you chasing me?"
"Huh...huh..." After taking a few breaths, Yun Aotian looked obviously nervous and grabbed her wrist: "Your illness is not completely cured yet. What if you faint again when you run so fast?"
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The scolding voice reached her ears and reached her heart, causing an inexplicable warmth to surge up.
He pursed his lips and smiled, and said stiffly: "It doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter? How can it not matter??"
Looking at Yun Aotian's current appearance, he looks exactly like a housekeeper. Isn't it hard for people to think that he is still the cold and cold Mr. Yun?
She shook her head helplessly. After all, Han Yi'er still didn't miss him: "I just want to buy offal for my uncle, so let's go together."
This... only made Yun Aotian smile slightly.
Holding back his smile, he still put on a serious expression: "Yes." He nodded, held her hand like a child, and continued to move forward.
Feeling this pleasant time, surrounded by simple villagers, it is like a paradise-like town.
The two of them had a fantasy in their hearts, which was...
If I could stay in this small town, escape the troubles of the world, and live a life like ordinary people, I would be a hundred times happier than now!
However……
Reality, however, cannot satisfy their cheap extravagance.
He couldn't let go of the family business; she couldn't let go of her hatred for her father.
It seems that the fantasy can only be buried deep in the heart after all...
"Hey, girl, are you feeling well?"
There was a greeting from a stall not far away. Looking around, it was the moneyed uncle selling beef offal.
He walked over quickly and nodded with a smile: "Well, thank you for taking me to the hospital in time."
"Haha. Such a nice girl fainted when she said she fainted. It really scared me, an old man, to death..."
"hehe."
Uncle Qian's eyes accidentally glanced at Yun Aotian, and he pointed at him in surprise. His smiling face suddenly tightened: "You are..."
Yun Aotian and Han Yi'er looked at each other curiously, their expressions full of confusion.
After a long while, Uncle Qian regained his composure and asked excitedly: "Are you Zhenhai's son?!"
He smiled awkwardly and nodded: "Yes."
Uncle Qian couldn't help but exclaimed and looked at him carefully: "It's so similar, so similar, exactly like Zhenhai when he was young!"
The corner of my eye glanced at Han Yi'er...
Her heart tightened, and she subconsciously shook off Yun Aotian's hand.
"Hehe, young people are open-minded, but..." Uncle Qian was halfway through his words, with a bad smile on his lips: "I remember at that time, in order to chase Lao Yun, a girl would travel all over the mountains just to see him. Compared with you,
That girl is still far behind!"
"A girl is chasing after my father?" Yun Aotian was now curious. He has never heard of what happened to his parents when they were young.
"Yes, your father was really handsome at that time, and the girl who was pursuing him had a good family background and was pretty, but Lao Yun didn't know what was wrong with him, so he went to this remote town to avoid the girl.
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"What's next? What's next?" Han Yi'er seemed to be fascinated by what she heard and quickly asked.
"As the saying goes, a man chases a girl across the mountain, and a girl chases a man across the fence. In the end, the girl and Lao Yun get married."
"Ah???" Feeling that the girl is his mother? Yun Aotian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Come on..." Old Man Qian finished with a smile on his face and handed out a piece of offal prepared in advance: "This is what I treat your father to eat."
After accepting the gift, Yun Aotian hurriedly paid for it: "How about that?"
"Alas..." Old Man Qian stopped taking out the money, glanced at Han Yi'er, and smiled mischievously: "I didn't get to eat your father's wedding wine. Just remember to treat me to your wedding wine next time."
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After saying that, Han Yi'er's face suddenly turned red and she felt very embarrassed.
Seeing her expression, Yun Aotian did not forget to take the opportunity to joke: "Don't worry, I will definitely ask you to come to our wedding." His eyes turned to Han Yi'er and asked ambiguously: "What do you mean?
is it good?"
"What...what, okay?" His cheeks became redder and redder, and his words were obviously nervous and he was stuttering.
"What do you think? It's because Mr. Qian said he wanted to have the wedding banquet for the two of us."
"You..." He glanced at Old Man Qian awkwardly, and then at Yun Aotian who had a smirk on his face. He frowned and stomped his foot slightly: "I'm going back first!" After that, she quickly left the stall.
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"Uncle Qian, I'm leaving first." After saying goodbye hastily, Yun Aotian hurried forward to catch up with her: "Run slowly, Yi'er."
"You are so annoying. If you are talking nonsense next time, I will ignore you." He stopped and turned to look at him, speaking in a coquettish tone.
Arriving in front of her, Yun Aotian showed a charming smile: "How could I be talking nonsense?"
"You!!!" He looked away, his face as angry as a ripe apple.
"Hey, Yi'er..." Yun Aotian's smile gradually became serious. He walked around to her and gently took her little hand with both hands. His expression gradually became full of tenderness. Taking a deep breath, he spoke affectionately.