This could be considered a debt to him, and if it could be settled, it wouldn’t be a bad idea.
Cheng Dongyuan loosened the button of his collar, undid one, and picked up a pair of chopsticks to grab a piece of vegetarian tofu. The taste brought a light ripple to his lips, and after swallowing, he wiped his mouth leisurely and said,
"Find a place closer to you guys."
The tofu tasted quite good.
Wasn’t she teaching in a small town in Sichuan? He had looked at the place, and although remote, it was truly beautiful, with autumn leaves scattering in splendor, soaring cliffs, and close to Daocheng Yading.
If he left directly like this, he feared there wouldn’t be another opportunity to co here in the future.
He might as well co here to recuperate; after getting a bit better, he would leave.
Xu Weiran slightly raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
The environnt over there, although clean, was remote and the facilities quite simple. Could he really adapt to it?
"So, how do you plan to take care of this arm for ?"
He looked down at his arm in a cast and wrapped with bandages, and asked.
Xu Weiran: "..."
She was silent for a mont before finally agreeing, as taking care of him here would indeed be sowhat inconvenient and a bit more costly.
In the end, she decided to take him back with her, find a quiet and comfortable place for him to stay, cook als, and then go check on him, trying not to inconvenience each other.
Two days later, Cheng Dongyuan rented a car and headed to that remote village.
The sedan journeyed through the forest path, the ground uneven and the ride bumpy. After about ten minutes of travel, he turned pale, but fortunately, they arrived at the destination without issue.
In the midst of sumr, the forest intermittently echoed with the sounds of crickets.
The destination was at the end of the forest path, and there the landscape opened up; houses of varying heights were scattered about, mostly made of wood.
Behind them lay the forest, and in front, endless terraced fields andered, intertwining with the surrounding woodlands to create an especially beautiful setting.
It was nearing evening, and the sky in the distance turned red, faint mists rising to obscure the scenery, yet the colors remained distinct, resembling a beautiful scene from an ink painting.
His dwelling was on a plain above all this, a wooden house dedicated for the lodging of travelers, which offered excellent views.
The house was neither too big nor too small, approximately sixty square ters, with so dry firewood collected from the forest stacked in front of it, having been there for so ti.
The house featured Japanese-style sliding doors. When Cheng Dongyuan arrived at the entrance, the sight of a string of red chili peppers hanging from the eaves made him involuntarily pull up the corners of his mouth.
He then slid open the door. The interior wasn’t empty, but it looked as though no one had lived there for a while, with so dust settled on the wooden floor.
He didn’t enter imdiately; the driver left after unloading the luggage, and he found himself sitting on the steps at the entrance, looking at the distant terraced fields, the setting sun, and the wisps of smoke rising from a few households. He couldn’t help but reach into his coat pocket for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
Actually, the place she had found was really not bad.
And fortunately, he hadn’t missed it.
He hadn’t co with that girl, but she should be arriving soon. He had just got here, and she had said she would co to help him settle in because of his inconvenience.
A bicycle made its way through the forest path, the sumr breeze still carrying a hint of humidity.
The wind caused her hair to flutter as she arrived at his place, and that’s when she saw such a scene.
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