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Chapter 333 The Forgotten Years [3] [Update 3]

Chapter 325 The Forgotten Years [3]

Yang Xiaolan came back in just a moment. She was holding two large plastic bags, one containing a portion of braised pork with mushrooms, one containing a portion of chicken soup, and a larger box containing white rice.

Zhang Wufeng looked at Yang Xiaolan. She didn't seem tired at all. On the contrary, she was a little excited. However, when she looked at Zhang Wufeng, there was a hint of shyness and avoidance in her eyes.

After Zhang Wufeng said a few words to her to eat with him but she refused, he didn't say anything else and just started eating alone. Yang Xiaolan looked at them from the side and then went to help Zhang Wufeng wash clothes.

Zhang Wufeng seemed to feel at home at this time, just like a harmonious family, the husband was eating, the wife was washing clothes, and both sides were very considerate... Zhang Wufeng couldn't hold back the love in his heart, but he knew he couldn't, because first of all, his health was not very good; secondly, the Zhang family could be said to be penniless, and Xiaolan's family was not well off either. If she followed him, it would be a huge burden. By then, he would not only drag down Xiaolan, but also Xiaolan's entire family...

Zhang Wufeng finished his meal without realizing it. Xiaolan had also finished washing the clothes. When he was about to clean up the dishes, Zhang Wufeng grabbed the cold, red hand and squeezed it gently. Staring at Yang Xiaolan's sincere eyes, Zhang Wufeng's heart trembled, and he put her little hand down again, saying softly, "You clean up, don't tire yourself out."

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I have been with Xiaolan for five days. Today is the sixth day. After tomorrow, I will go back to my school. Zhang Wufeng wondered if he should take his relationship with Xiaolan a step further. He was not a saint, and he liked Xiaolan very much, but he always had too many concerns and was a little hesitant.

Zhang Wufeng woke up very early in the morning, but was too lazy to get up from the bed. Xiaozhou and Huangzhou are very close. Yang Xiaolan said yesterday that she would take him to visit Songli Park today. He actually didn't care about these things. As long as he could spend more time with Yang Xiaolan, he would be very satisfied. Zhang Wufeng had an unconcealable feeling of love for Yang Xiaolan from the beginning to the end. It seemed that he could give up everything for her.

I remember the first time I saw Yang Xiaolan, from the moment she entered the classroom until she sat next to me, I kept staring at this little girl. Xiaolan was not pretty at the time, but her unique temperament and graceful figure made Zhang Wufeng's heart tremble. At that time, Zhang Wufeng felt that this girl had a water-like temperament.

While he was still thinking about things, he heard a gentle knock on the door. Zhang Wufeng escaped from under the quilt, opened the door, and waited for Xiaolan to come in before closing it again.

Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng, who was wearing very little, revealing a lot of his natural beauty. She immediately stopped looking at him and said in a feigned anger, "Little lazy bastard, go and get dressed."

It was rare for Zhang Wufeng to see that the gentle and carefree Xiaolan actually had such a little girlish side. His heart was warmed, so he obediently put on his clothes and started chatting with Yang Xiaolan.

"Xiaolan, can you tell me why you said that it would be difficult for us to meet after this time?" Zhang Wufeng said softly.

"Zhang Wufeng, do you really have to know? You may not believe this." Xiaolan hesitated.

"Tell me, I believe it." Zhang Wufeng's eyes revealed determination and trust.

"Okay." Xiaolan was obviously silent for a while before continuing, "For several weeks, I dreamed of living with you. Later, I said we were married, but then we got divorced. I hurt you badly, and I was very sad..."

Zhang Wufeng's heart trembled, and he subconsciously felt a little at a loss.

"What's next?" Zhang Wufeng knew that the content next might be the key.

"Later, I died by myself..." Yang Xiaolan looked very lost, and murmured, "Actually, I was also very scared, but I love you and don't want to lose you... Maybe I am a selfish girl. I am very afraid of death and I have no one to rely on, so I came to you so eagerly. Of course, there are some other reasons. I think you know them too..." After saying this, Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng with some resentment, and Zhang Wufeng was a little embarrassed.

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"Don't worry, we will be together in the future. I will obey you in everything, love you, and never let you suffer any grievances!" Zhang Wufeng said confidently and sincerely.

"Well, I will treat you well too." Yang Xiaolan said shyly with a slightly blushing face. He walked gently to Xiaolan and held her trembling body in his arms. Yang Xiaolan did not say anything else, but just gently leaned her head on Zhang Wufeng's shoulder.

Seeing that Yang Xiaolan was not in a very good mood, Zhang Wufeng decided to take her out for a good trip. Thinking of the trip, Zhang Wufeng suddenly had an idea that lit up his eyes. He gently kissed Yang Xiaolan on the forehead and said, "Xiaolan, let's go to Longwang Mountain, and then go to Songli to have a look."

Yang Xiaolan smiled in understanding and said obediently, "Okay, I'll clean up my things first, and then we'll have breakfast together and buy some snacks. I won't be back for lunch."

Zhang Wufeng looked at Xiaolan, who was happy again, and smiled with relief.

Longwang Mountain is about 1,300 meters above sea level. It is not very big, but it has the charm of a scenic spot and has not been developed into a tourist attraction. When I went up with Yang Xiaolan, it was still very early. Although it was already nine o'clock in the morning, there were still few people coming. It was quiet all around.

Actually, Zhang Wufeng had another purpose for coming here, which was to find someone to tell his fortune. Zhang Wufeng once heard from his fourth uncle Zhang Zhengde that there was a very accurate fortune teller on the Longwang Mountain who would tell people's fortunes every month, but the price was very expensive, one hundred yuan per fortune telling.

Zhang Wufeng pondered over it secretly at that time, and always felt that this fortune teller was very cunning. He calculated once a month, even if there were only ten people a day, he would make one thousand yuan. This, first of all, gave everyone a sense of mystery. Secondly, as long as he had a little bit of skill and his calculations were not outrageous, he would be convinced by others. Moreover, the high price just fits the mentality of ordinary people who judge good and bad by noble and humble. Therefore, after such an analysis, Zhang Wufeng only felt that this fortune teller was a master at making money, but his fortune telling skills were probably not very good. If they were really good, he would not have fallen to the point of making a living by fortune telling.

As he walked, Zhang Wufeng was thinking about some related matters. Yang Xiaolan was a little worried that Zhang Wufeng was tired, so she pointed to a flat ground in the dense forest ahead and said, "Zhang Wufeng, take a rest there for a while."

Zhang Wufeng was thinking about something and didn't realize that he didn't seem tired at all here. So after Xiaolan interrupted his thoughts, he looked towards the place Xiaolan mentioned.

In an instant, there was a somewhat dark forest, a somewhat broad and simple apprentice platform, and a few quaint stone benches beside it. This scene was so familiar, so familiar that Zhang Wufeng was frightened.

Zhang Wufeng was surprised, but he didn't say anything. He took Yang Xiaolan's hand and walked towards the platform in the woods. Here, Zhang Wufeng silently thought, there is a piece of granite in front of him, which looks like a sword, simple and unadorned, and the outside is also bare. Next to it is a strange beast carved out of stone, which looks like a Tibetan mastiff.

"Huh? Wufeng, look here." Yang Xiaolan's sudden surprised voice interrupted Zhang Wufeng's imagination again.

Zhang Wufeng looked towards where Xiaolan pointed, and his heart trembled again. What he saw before him was exactly the scenes he had imagined...

It took Zhang Wufeng a long time to calm down from his shock. The familiar feeling in this place had disappeared in an instant, but Zhang Wufeng still felt irritated and depressed. There was indeed something strange about this damn place!

Zhang Wufeng didn't want to stay here any longer. After all, he came here mostly to make Yang Xiaolan happy. How could he consider his own emotions first? Thinking of this, Zhang Wufeng shook Yang Xiaolan's hand and said, "Xiaolan, let's go over there."

Yang Xiaolan didn't notice Zhang Wufeng's abnormality. In her subconscious, she was satisfied as long as she was with Zhang Wufeng. She didn't care about fear and terror or anything else. So she answered readily, "Yeah, sure."

In fact, even Yang Xiaolan herself felt a little strange. Zhang Wufeng was actually a very ordinary person. He was a bit dull and stupid, unkind, cold-blooded, and had an ordinary appearance. He was less than ten centimeters taller than her. Moreover, he came from a very poor family and was weak... But even so, when she saw him for the first time, Xiaolan was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time. At that time, she had a different kind of heart-pounding feeling in her heart, as if she could not live without him.

This strange feeling, coupled with the fact that every time she saw Zhang Wufeng frowning or looking a little depressed, she felt a sense of pity and distress, and she herself didn't know why. But every time Zhang Wufeng smiled gently at her, she would feel inexplicably warm in her heart.

Yang Xiaolan followed Zhang Wufeng towards the stone steps. It was past ten o'clock and the sky had not cleared up yet. The air was still fresh and the mountains were desolate. It was almost November, but the coolness of autumn had already been a bit too much.

Zhang Wufeng looked down and found that the cliff he had imagined did not appear. Instead, there was a steep stone staircase with a lot of tombstones around it, and those tombstones seemed to be very old.

(End of this chapter)