Shen Xiaoyan actually wanted to ask if Zheng Wei knew Sima Han before, if he hadn't lost his memory at all, and what his identity was. But these words turned back at her lips, and finally, all she could say was this.
"Mimi, don't you think Sima Han is worth befriending?" Zheng Wei asked instead of answering.
Shen Xiaoyan was surprised. It had been half a day, and she had exchanged no more than ten sentences with Sima Han. How could she tell that Sima Han was worth befriending?
Seeing Shen Xiaoyan's shocked expression, Zheng Wei smiled again, earning a glare from Shen Xiaoyan.
"I think Sima Han is a very good person, worth befriending," Zheng Wei said seriously.
Shen Xiaoyan looked at Zheng Wei for a long time, then finally lay down on the kang bed and closed her eyes.
"Mimi? What does that mean?" Zheng Wei asked curiously.
Shen Xiaoyan turned over and pulled the quilt up, "Sleep."
Dare to play word games with me, hum, this lady will ignore you.
She had only intended to make Zheng Wei anxious and force him to confess, but unexpectedly, Shen Xiaoyan fell asleep not long after closing her eyes.
Zheng Wei looked at Shen Xiaoyan's sleeping face, his expression filled with tenderness.
He reached out to tuck her in, then sat by the window in thought.
His name was Zheng Wei. One day eight years ago, he woke up to find himself back in this small mountain village, just as he was when Zhu Kaishan rescued him.
When he first woke up, he thought he was dreaming, that it was all just a desire in his heart.
But several days passed, and the people and scenes were exactly the same as in his previous life. The Zhu family's every move, every gesture, was identical to his previous life.
He finally understood that he was not dreaming.
He was truly alive, alive before everything happened, alive when he could make his own choices.
Having lived a second life, he no longer cared about power or family, nor did he need them. He just wanted to live a peaceful life in this tranquil village.
Eight years flashed by, and his life's trajectory had not changed at all. Once again, the Zhu family wanted to drive him out and buy him a wife.
In his previous life, he had refused the Zhu family's arrangement and the wife they had bought for him, and had left directly.
In this life, he hadn't wanted to marry either, but unexpectedly, as he was descending the mountain, he happened to see Shen Xiaoyan jumping into the river to commit suicide.
He didn't know what he was thinking at the time; he just jumped in after her and saved her.
Looking at Shen Xiaoyan's pale face, his heart seemed to feel something different.
As if by some supernatural impulse, he brought Shen Xiaoyan back. There was no wedding, no feast, no blessings, only the two of them, one bundle, and three mud-brick houses.
Days went by, and Shen Xiaoyan slowly occupied a place in his heart as time passed.
He was very satisfied with his current life and thought it would continue this way forever.
Planting flowers and fruit trees with Shen Xiaoyan, reading and writing together, enjoying the scenery, and hunting in the mountains when they had nothing else to do.
In another two years, when they were a little older, they would have a few children, and their lives would pass by in such a simple and ordinary way.
However, plans never changed as quickly as reality.
He never expected to see Sima Han again.
Although it was a few years earlier, and the meeting place was different, and he was not the same person he was then, and Sima Han was not the Sima Han he would become, the only thing unchanged was that they still felt like old friends at first sight.
"Hug."
Shen Xiaoyan turned her body slightly, extending her arms toward Zheng Wei.
Zheng Wei's expression instantly warmed. He lay down and held Shen Xiaoyan in his arms.
Why think so much? Things were already different from his previous life, and from now on, he would never follow the same path as before.
Let the ghosts and demons come; he feared nothing.
Only when he heard gentle breathing beside his ear did Shen Xiaoyan secretly open a crack in her eyes.
After looking at Zheng Wei's face for a few seconds, Shen Xiaoyan closed her eyes again.
At first, she had indeed been asleep, but she had woken up again just now.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zheng Wei sitting there with a solemn expression.
This was a Zheng Wei she had never seen before, but it made her heart ache immensely.
So, she deliberately pretended to be talking in her sleep, asking Zheng Wei to hold her, and incidentally interrupting his thoughts.
What Zheng Wei was thinking, what he was hesitating about, she desperately wanted to know, but she didn't want to ask.
What she was doing now and would do in the future was to accompany him well, to be by his side forever; that was enough.
When Shen Xiaoyan woke up again, Zheng Wei also happened to open his eyes.
The two of them smiled at each other, then got up together to wash.
After washing, they walked out hand in hand. As soon as they entered the main room, they saw the door of the west room ajar, and heard Yue Qingxin's laughter from inside.
"Sister, when did you get up?" Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Wei walked into the west room together and saw Yue Qingxin sitting on the kang bed, laughing heartily.
"Xiaoyan, come quickly. Ah Han just told me he wants to learn to cook." Yue Qingxin took Shen Xiaoyan's hand and asked her to sit beside her, explaining why she was laughing.
"That's a good thing, why are you laughing?" Shen Xiaoyan was a little confused.
Logically speaking, if a man was willing to learn to cook for a woman, shouldn't the woman be moved to tears? Why was Yue Qingxin reacting like this?
Hearing Shen Xiaoyan's words, Yue Qingxin laughed even more heartily. Sima Han's face turned red, but he was too embarrassed to speak, so he could only look away awkwardly. When he turned his head, he saw Zheng Wei looking at him with a smile.
"Ah Han told me when he was a child that he would cook for me in the future. So many years have passed, and he's still half-baked. Now he even guarantees that he will cook better than you."
By the end of her speech, Yue Qingxin couldn't help but laugh, and Sima Han's face turned even redder.
Shen Xiaoyan smiled gently, glanced at the embarrassed Sima Han, and said to Yue Qingxin, "Sister, don't you disbelieve it. As the old saying goes, without comparison, there is no harm. Without harm, there is no motivation. Ah Han has been dealt a blow today, and perhaps he will truly learn to cook."
Yue Qingxin looked unconvinced and said doubtfully, "Really?"
Shen Xiaoyan nodded seriously, "Of course."
"Why don't you stay here tonight?" Zheng Wei suddenly said, startling the other three.
"As a grown man, you don't feel anything sleeping in a cave, but what about Yue Qingxin?" Zheng Wei spoke before Sima Han could refuse.
He knew that Sima Han himself wouldn't care, let alone a cave, he had slept in the wilderness.
But Yue Qingxin was different. She had been pampered since childhood. Even if she was willing to endure hardship with Sima Han, her body wouldn't allow it.
Sima Han glanced at Yue Qingxin's gaunt face after only a few days and finally nodded, "Alright."
Yue Qingxin had not expressed any opinion throughout the conversation. No matter where they stayed, as long as she was with Sima Han, she felt at ease.
"Do you have anything else? Let's go get it together," Shen Xiaoyan said to Yue Qingxin.
Yue Qingxin thought for a moment, then looked at Sima Han doubtfully and said, "Do we still want that unfinished wild chicken?"
"Pfft~"
Hearing Yue Qingxin's words, Shen Xiaoyan burst out laughing. Why did she feel that Yue Qingxin was deliberately doing this?
"No need," Sima Han replied with feigned calmness, but the deepening color on his face indicated that he was extremely embarrassed.
"Let's go to the mountains for a walk and hunt some game?" Zheng Wei asked Sima Han.
"Okay, let's go." Sima Han readily agreed, stood up, and walked out.
Zheng Wei nodded at Shen Xiaoyan and followed him out.
Shen Xiaoyan watched from the window as Zheng Wei and Sima Han disappeared at the end of the corridor before retracting her gaze.
"Sister, don't you have any change of clothes?" Shen Xiaoyan asked curiously.
"No, I only have this one set of clothes. I've been wearing them for six days. I feel like I smell all over," Yue Qingxin said with a grimace, sniffing her sleeve with a frown, then turning her face away in disgust.