"Xiaojia laughed softly, "Brother He, the other day, came back after leaving, saying he forgot something. But really, wasn't it just to bring you that necklace? I'd never seen you wear it before that day. After he came back, there it was around your neck. It's beautiful. Brother He has great taste."
He Zhilan nodded and reached for the pendant with her wet hand. "He's never done anything like that before. That day… it gave me such a shock. Do you think he's silly? To run all that way back here, from the county to the village, just for something like this."
Life in the village, though peaceful, felt unbearably lonely for He Zhilan without He Teng's company.
Sometimes, He Zhilan even regretted it; if she'd just kept pretending she didn't know what He Teng was hiding from her, maybe now he would still be by her side.
