“Adding up what was owed before… let me calculate…,” Dean Chi Yan fell into silence.
Seeing an opportunity, Ye Wanwan immediately smiled and said, “Dean, what’s the point of calculating? Once I recover my memory, I promise to repay every debt. If I owe a single cent, may lightning strike me!”
“Really?” Dean Chi Yan asked uncertainly.
“Absolutely true, more genuine than real gold!” Ye Wanwan nodded repeatedly.
Finally, with a sigh of resignation, Dean Chi Yan said, “Alright, I’ll trust you one last time. Go back to the usual place.”
Immediately, Ye Wanwan lay down on a lounge chair.
After a long preparation, Dean Chi Yan came over to Ye Wanwan.
As Dean Chi Yan kept dropping hints, Ye Wanwan soon began to feel dizzy and drowsy. In a matter of moments, she had fallen into a deep sleep.
…
“Grandfather, it’s so cold!”
Somewhere unknown, as if on top of a snowy mountain, large snowflakes were falling from the sky. The towering trees around were covered in thick snow.
A girl, hunched over, followed a stern-looking old man ahead, carefully taking each step, with the snow reaching her knees.
“Wuyou, keep up with Grandfather,” the old man turned around and said to the girl.
“Grandfather, I’m really cold,” the girl stepped on the snow, shivering all over.
“The suffering you endure now will be your greatest wealth in the future, do you understand?” the old man said emotionlessly.
“But, Grandfather… I’m really cold,” tears welled up in the girl’s eyes as she looked at the old man.
After a thoughtful pause, the old man approached and gently embraced the girl.
“Grandfather is warm,” the girl used her frozen red hands to wrap around the old man’s neck.
“Walk on your own when we get ahead.”
Holding the girl, the old man strode forward.
Watching the scene before her, Ye Wanwan’s heart trembled slightly. Was that imposing old man her grandfather…?
But where had her grandfather gone now? Where was he?
“Feeling warmer?”
About half an hour later, the old man carried the girl out of the snow and reached a high hill.
“Yes, I’m warmer,” the girl stared at the old man and nodded vigorously.
“Walk on your own.”
A moment later, the old man gently placed the girl on the ground.
“Grandfather, I’m hungry…” the girl held her stomach and looked pitifully at the old man.
“Wuyou, do you remember why you came here?” the old man turned around, his face expressionless.
“Grandfather, I remember,” the girl nodded, “Grandfather wants to train me, endure hardships, and become exceptional in the future.”
“Since you remember, endure it. No matter how harsh the environment, face it with a smile, understand?” the old man said.
“I understand, Grandfather!” the girl smiled faintly. But then, the smile disappeared, replaced by a face full of grievance, “But I’m really hungry… Wuyou is afraid of starving and not being able to see Brother Xiudan again…”
“You!”
The old man finally grew somewhat angry, but in the end, he sighed and started a fire nearby, saying, “Warm yourself here, don’t go anywhere else, understand.”
“Yes!” the girl agreed.
After speaking, the old man turned and left.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the old man returned with a wild rabbit in hand.
Sitting by the fire, the old man used a knife to clean the rabbit, then roasted it over the fire.
Before long, the fragrance of the roasted rabbit filled the air. The girl stared at the rabbit, its golden-brown skin glistening with oil, and a trace of saliva escaped from the corner of her mouth.”