Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi
Yu Gangan remembered in her first year of senior high school, a male student liked to look for her, but she couldn’t remember how he looked. He was tall, skinny, neat, and clean, and it seemed like a lot of girls gave him love letters.
At that time, Master Handsome had a serious conversation with her and asked her whether she wanted to find a boyfriend.
She was so stunned she immediately tried to explain herself to her teacher. After that, she distanced herself from the boy and gradually grew distant from him.
Her teacher gave a simple and rough instruction: he said she couldn’t be in a relationship in senior high, but she could date if she found a guy she liked in university.
But, regardless of whether she was in senior high school or university, she had no intention of having a boyfriend and felt that dating was a waste of time.
Now that she had graduated from university, her teacher had no reason to reject her relationship, right?
By the time Yu Gangan returned home, it was already past 12. He Shigui wasn’t asleep yet and was seated in the living room, wearing loungewear, waiting for her.
“Master Handsome, why aren’t you asleep?”
“I wasn’t sleepy. You went to see Mr. Fang. How is his injury? You came home so late. Was it serious?” He Shigui asked.
“Fang Zhihan’s injury wasn’t serious. I simply ran into his sister, Jiang Qi, and she told me her grandfather was unwell, so I went to check on him,” Yu Gangan explained.
“Is the old man OK?” He Shigui asked.
“He’s fine for now. His body is relatively healthy,” Yu Gangan said as she looked at He Shigui with concern. “Master Handsome, have you applied medicine to your wounds? Are you still uncomfortable anywhere?”
He Shigui’s lips curved upwards. His smile was clean, pleasant, and warm like autumn water, “Don’t worry, I’m fine. Rest early.”
As he spoke, He Shigui returned to his room.
Yu Gangan already drafted a speech in her mind and planned to tell He Shigui about her relationship with Fang Zhihan.
But, it was getting late.
After the thrilling afternoon, the escape through the cold, and the long time she spent at the police station and the Jiang Family Home, she was exhausted. So, after a shower, she dropped on her bed and fell asleep.
But, she did not have a peaceful sleep at all.
She began to dream about the snow again. The dream was so messy, she saw snippets of moments, words, scenes, and images.
A teenager walked step by step on the snow with a girl on his back while snowflakes fell, quickly covering his footprints.
The little girl rested her head on the teenager’s shoulder and asked, “Brother Jiang, where are we going?”
The boy turned his head and said, “We are looking for my grandfather. He is a great officer from the People’s Liberation Army. He will protect us.”
“I like the People’s Liberation Army.”
“Me too.”
“Will you be a soldier when you grow up, Brother Jiang?”
“Yes.”
A pure and harmless smile appeared on the little girl’s innocent face She stretched out a hand, caught some snow in her glove and it melted straight away.
The little girl wrapped her arms around the teenager’s neck again and asked as she tilted her head, “Will your grandfather like me?”
“Yes.”
“Brother Jiang, will that be our home from now on?”
“Of course.”
“Brother Jiang, will you be by my side forever?”