Rebirth: Start to Save the Treasure Girl

The next morning.

Xue Rui rubbed his neck in pain, his eyes closed, and asked:

"Mu Xue, does your neck hurt?"

Xue Rui reached out and touched the side, but didn't touch Gu Muxue. He opened his eyes and found the car empty. The blanket on him was already tucked into his clothes.

Looking in the rearview mirror, the convoy was neatly parked on the side of the road, and several caregivers were unloading tables.

Xue Rui opened the car door, stretched with his hands raised, and stared blankly at the azure sky.

The sky in Qinghai is so blue, and the clouds seem so close, it's hard to look away.

The convoy stopped near a peach orchard, where the peach blossoms were in full bloom in April. The pink and white flowers densely covered the branches, turning the whole world pink.

He stared blankly for a while, then heard the sound of chopping vegetables coming from not far behind him. He looked in the direction of the sound and smiled with relief. It was the chef that Gu Muxue had brought cooking by the roadside.

Xue Rui opened his phone and glanced at the map. He was only a few kilometers away from his destination, and the surrounding area was empty; there were no restaurants to be found.

"Mu Xue is so thoughtful."

Xue Rui muttered to himself and walked towards the crowd.

A dozen or so people sat around a peach tree, chatting and waiting for their meal. The surrounding scenery was beautiful, and everyone's face was beaming with smiles, as if the fatigue from their journey had been swept away by the beautiful scenery.

"I sent the photos of this place to my colleagues, and when they heard it was an urgent job in another city, they refused to go. Now they are all regretting it to death," a female caregiver said with a smile.

"Seriously, this is practically a publicly funded vacation, and they even have a chef cooking for us."

"I'm going to video call my husband..."

……

"Master Yang, you've chosen a really good spot," Yu Minlan praised.

"Mu Xue likes flowers, so I'll stop here," Yang Xing said with a smile.

"You must have been a master at flirting with girls before," Xue Rui joked.

"Mu Xue went deep into the peach grove, probably for a walk. Call her over for dinner," Yang Xing said, pointing in a direction.

"it is good."

Xue Rui slowly walked into the depths of the woods, looking left and right in search of Gu Muxue.

"Mu Xue".

Xue Rui walked and called out, but he still couldn't see Gu Muxue anywhere.

At this moment, Gu Muxue tiptoed behind Xue Rui. She had heard Xue Rui's voice from afar, so she hid in advance, thinking of startling Xue Rui.

With a "crack," Gu Muxue stepped on a dead branch, which startled her so much that she quickly hid behind a tree.

Xue Rui glanced to the side and noticed Gu Muxue's back was turned to her.

"Mu Xue has eaten. Where are you?"

Xue Rui pretended not to have noticed, thinking he would play with Gu Muxue a little longer.

Not long after walking, Xue Rui suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He looked around and thought he should remind Gu Muxue. He unzipped his pants and muttered, "Never mind, I'll take a piss first, I'm dying to pee."

Gu Muxue frowned immediately. She was just about to go up and scare him when Xue Rui was about to pee.

Listening to the "splashing" sound of water, Gu Muxue suddenly remembered that the nurses had talked about some precautions for high-altitude areas that morning.

"Xiao Rui, stop right now!" Gu Muxue rushed forward in a panic.

Before setting off, she did some research and learned that men shouldn't urinate standing up when they first arrive in high-altitude areas, otherwise they might faint and fall. She went to bed early last night and forgot to remind Xue Rui.

In an instant, the sound of flowing water stopped abruptly. When Xue Rui turned around, he only saw Gu Muxue rushing over in a panic. He quickly shook himself a few times and put away his tools.

"Mu Xue, you scared me to death."

"You scared me to death!" Gu Muxue ran up to Xue Rui, took his arm, and asked with concern, "Are you dizzy? Are you experiencing altitude sickness?"

Xue Rui was stunned for a moment, wondering if this was a plateau.

He had been to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau before and had no altitude sickness, so he wouldn't have experienced it here.

But Gu Muxue's nervousness wasn't feigned...

Xue Rui's mind raced as he pondered how he should respond.

If she said she wasn't dizzy, Gu Muxue would definitely be sarcastic and grumble, and then tell her what to be careful about.

If she said she felt dizzy, Gu Muxue would support her and gently explain the reason to her.

Given that, wouldn't it be foolish not to choose the latter?
"A little." Xue Rui gasped for breath, pretending to be short of oxygen.

"Go back and lie down for a while. The nurses must have oxygen cylinders."

Gu Muxue crawled under Xue Rui's neck, trying her best to support his body.

Xue Rui didn't hold back either, directly pressing his weight onto Gu Muxue, just like when he was playing around with Lin Ruoxi.

However, not long after, Xue Rui noticed that Gu Muxue's forehead was covered in sweat.

A gentle breeze rustled through the petals, and a few petals clung to Gu Muxue's forehead. Sunlight filtered through the flowers, casting dappled shadows on her cheeks, like a brightly painted oil painting.

It's a pity that despite the beautiful scenery, the girl kept frowning, which was completely out of place with the overall atmosphere of the painting.

"Go back to the RV and lie down first." Gu Muxue frowned.

Before leaving, Lin Ruoxi asked her to take good care of Xue Rui, but such a thing happened on the first day, and she felt very guilty.

Soon, the two arrived near the encampment, and Gu Muxue immediately tried to help Xue Rui into the car.

"Mu Xue, what's wrong?" Yang Xing stepped forward to help.

"He's a little short of breath, let him lie down for a while, I'll go get the oxygen cylinder." Gu Muxue ran away.

"It was a little bit there just now, but it's much better now," Xue Rui said, leaning against the car door.

"Really?" Yang Xing looked suspicious. How come he didn't see that?
Gu Muxue had just received the oxygen cylinder and was about to go back to give Xue Rui some oxygen when she suddenly heard a nurse muttering behind her:
"This is a border area, and people at an altitude of 2,000 meters are experiencing altitude sickness? That's really strange."

Gu Muxue was stunned for a moment. She tried hard to recall what Lin Ruoxi had said before she left, but she did not mention "altitude sickness".

Even someone as petty as Lin Ruoxi didn't warn them, which means the altitude is safe. As for Xue Rui, he was obviously faking it.

"Hmph! You lied to me again." Gu Muxue gritted her teeth, turned the oxygen cylinder upside down, and prepared to tap Xue Rui on the head.

But she felt she couldn't let it go like that; she wanted to teach Xue Rui a lesson he should learn.

So she quickly composed herself and jogged into the RV.

When Xue Rui saw Gu Muxue approaching, he quickly put his phone in his pocket and began his performance.

First, he took a breath of oxygen, and then Gu Muxue fed him a meal.

Well, that's it.

"Xiao Rui, how are you now?" Gu Muxue asked gently as she placed the masked gas canister over Xue Rui's face.

"I'm a little hungry," Xue Rui said weakly.

Gu Muxue frowned slightly: "No, you can't eat if you have altitude sickness."

Xue Rui stared blankly: "Is there such a saying? I don't remember it."

"The nurse just told me that you can't eat anything today."

Gu Muxue left a message and ran out, leaving Xue Rui completely bewildered.

Before long, Gu Muxue brought breakfast into the carriage, slurped a mouthful of porridge at a table not far away, then smacked her lips and muttered to herself, "So delicious."

"Xiao Rui, I'll be watching you today. You can't eat anything at all," Gu Muxue emphasized again. Xue Rui's face darkened; he felt that Gu Muxue was doing it on purpose.

Did you discover that he was faking illness?

"Why are you looking so long? I'm doing this for your own good." Gu Muxue said with a smile.

Xue Rui was now certain that Gu Muxue had discovered he was faking illness...

"Mu Xue, I'm all better now, there's no problem at all."

Xue Rui got off the bed and saw Gu Muxue guarding all the food in front of her like a child protecting its food.

Xue Rui opened his mouth, about to say something, when he saw Gu Muxue turn her head to the other side.

Xue Rui sat opposite Gu Muxue, quickly broke through Gu Muxue's obstruction, and picked up a small steamed bun from the plate.

"I said I didn't, so don't scare me like that again." Gu Muxue raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

Xue Rui's heart skipped a beat, and he reluctantly put the bun back.

Gu Muxue was really angry.

"I was wrong."

Xue Rui lowered his head, feeling that every second was extremely agonizing, as he awaited Gu Muxue's scolding.

Suddenly, a steamed bun was placed in front of his mouth.

Xue Rui looked up in surprise and saw Gu Muxue smiling brightly, with glistening tears welling up in her eyes: "Xiao Rui, we're even now. I was just pretending earlier."

"Hmph~ Who told you to scare me? Anyway, you're not allowed to be angry with me," Gu Muxue grumbled.

"Oh, and you're not allowed to tell Ruoxi."

Xue Rui: "..."

Xue Rui's eye twitched; Gu Muxue was indeed his natural nemesis.

There was no way around it; he was terrified of Gu Muxue's tears.

Gu Muxue could see through his acting, but he could never distinguish Gu Muxue's tears.

"Okay, I won't fake being sick anymore."

Xue Rui reached out to take the steamed bun, but Gu Muxue tapped him with her chopsticks, and a scolding voice rang in his ears:
Did you wash your hands?

Xue Rui raised his head and stared blankly for a long while.

The scene was all too familiar; it had happened countless times at the dinner table during his childhood. Coupled with the similarity between Gu Muxue and his mother when they were young, Xue Rui momentarily superimposed the two faces onto each other.

Xue Rui subconsciously stood up, but it felt wrong; he didn't want to associate Gu Muxue with his mother.

So he sat back down and shamelessly said, "I'm not washing anymore, you feed me."

Gu Muxue frowned first, then sighed helplessly: "Open your mouth."

"Ah~"

The image of Ren Qunfang in Xue Rui's mind quickly faded away.

Because if he dared to say that to his mother, he would definitely get a beating.

After breakfast, Xue Rui took a shower in the RV, changed into a suit, and headed to the village. He hadn't forgotten the purpose of his visit.

Seven or eight expensive luxury cars entered the village, attracting a large crowd of villagers.

"Who's getting married? I don't know anything about it," an older woman stopped Xue Rui.

"Auntie, do you know where Wu Hongwei's house is?" Xue Rui asked.

The old woman scratched her head, lost in deep thought: "Tell me his father's name, I can't remember it right now."

"You remember the one who works in the US?"

"I remember now, Old Wu's son, he's getting married?" The old lady asked with a gossipy look on her face.

"No, I was sent by him to take his mother to the city for medical treatment."

Xue Rui wanted to make a high-profile entrance into the village so that everyone in Wu Hongwei's village would know that he had been there, because doing good deeds should leave a mark.

The more people who know about it, the greater the favor.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it moral blackmail.

"Lanlan is sick? How come I didn't know?" The old woman's expression grew increasingly surprised.

"Then I might have asked the wrong question. You can continue sunbathing, I'll ask someone else."

Xue Rui was completely confused, wondering if he had asked the wrong person.
So he found another passerby by the roadside, but the answer he got was basically the same as that of the old woman at the village entrance.

"Xiao Rui, what happened?" Gu Muxue asked in a low voice.

"I don't know either." Xue Rui shook his head, thinking that he could only take it one step at a time.

As the convoy approached Wu Hongwei's home, more and more people gathered behind it, mostly villagers who had come to watch the spectacle, chattering amongst themselves.

“It’s been so many years since we last saw Hongwei, maybe ten or so,” a middle-aged man said.

Another person pondered for a long time: "He came back once the year before last, but he didn't go out much or contact the villagers."

“He makes a lot of money working in the US; look how nice his house is.”

Following the villagers' guidance, Xue Rui stood in front of a three-story villa, which was not much different from the newly built house in his hometown, clearly indicating that he was not short of money.

The front door was tightly closed, and it didn't look like anyone was home.

"His family is all in the fields; I just saw them when I got back," a neighbor reminded him.

Xue Rui's expression grew increasingly grim, and he made a phone call to Teng Wenbo.

"Teacher Teng, I've already arrived at his doorstep, but everyone in the village says his mother isn't sick. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

On the other end of the phone, Teng Wenbo said confidently, "Impossible, he said his mother is almost bedridden."

"Alright, I'll take a look first." Xue Rui felt reassured, since the only information that didn't match was the old man's condition, so they were sure they hadn't made a mistake in finding the person.

A dozen minutes later, Xue Rui saw two figures in the field.

"Those are his parents, they're planting corn," the old woman shouted, pointing at the two elderly people.

The two elderly people wore straw hats, held hoes in their hands, and had a large fertilizer bucket beside them. They scattered a few seeds into each hole they dug, working very nimbly.

"Guilan, Hongwei has come back to see you!" someone shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man froze in mid-air with the hoe he was holding high, not bringing it down for a long time, his neck stiffly facing the crowd.

The old woman put down her hoe and ran briskly to the roadside.

The old woman's eyes shone brightly as she scanned the crowd: "Hongwei is back? Where is he?"

Xue Rui almost choked on his breath. What on earth was this about being unable to get out of bed? He swung the hoe incredibly fast.

"I heard from this young man that you are sick. What's wrong with you?" someone asked.

"Hello, ma'am, I'm here to take you to the city for a check-up."

Xue Rui looked the old man up and down. His face was rosy and glowing, and he looked better than a college student.

Suddenly, the old man next to him slammed his hoe heavily onto the ground:
"His mother is sick and he doesn't even come back? He has no conscience at all. I'll pretend I never had this son."

Gu Muxue whispered in Xue Rui's ear:

"Xiao Rui, another one faking illness." (End of Chapter)