"Sister? Is...is that you?"

Although the warmth in his arms already told him who it was.

But he still couldn't believe it.

This is Shanghai, not his small village with only a few hundred people.

Even in Fendou Village, if you don't want to meet, or if you're not destined to meet, you might not meet even once a year without making a special effort to do so.

Can. . .

"Weiguo~ I miss you so much, am I dreaming? Hit me now."

Yuan Mengjie also couldn't believe it and thought she was dreaming.

But this dream felt so real.

The faint smell of blood always lingered on Lu Weiguo.

And those strong arms.

And then there was that unforgettable embrace.

"Play one?"

Lu Weiguo squatted down and lifted her legs up.

I gently patted her bottom.

Is it real? Or am I dreaming?

"Yes, it's true."

"But you've lost weight." Lu Weiguo finally saw Yuan Mengjie's appearance clearly.

Her once gentle face has become so thin that her cheekbones are now prominent in just a few months.

Her chin was pointed, and her eyes were sunken.

That fleshy waistline was now smooth.

Even its once proud side is no longer as towering as before.

"I...I miss you so much."

Men are rational; they observe Yuan Mengjie's changes.

But women are emotional, and their eyes were only on Lu Weiguo.

She lowered her head and hugged Lu Weiguo's neck tightly.

Then they kissed passionately.

The force was so great that Lu Weiguo couldn't stand up for a moment.

It slammed against the metal sheet, making a loud clanging sound.

But the two of them completely blocked out the sound at that moment.

We only have each other in our minds; it's still that familiar feeling.

It's still that sense of security that comes from confiding in each other when we're sad or anxious.

However, neither of them spoke, only their tongues and breasts mingled in a passionate embrace.

"who!!"

Suddenly, a deep, muffled sound rang out from not far away.

Then a flashlight beam swept in this direction.

The man walked very slowly, swaying leisurely without any hurry.

Lu Weiguo and his companion, however, acted like a couple having an affair, frantically trying to escape.

"You grab me, and I'll flip you over."

"No need, it's Grandpa Zhang, you stay here."

Yuan Mengjie pulled him back to her stall and pressed him down at the very back where she stored her supplies.

He straightened his clothes before replying, "Uncle Zhang, it's me. I accidentally bumped into the metal sheet when I got up."

"Oh? It's Xiao Dongbei. Okay, be careful. You're just a young girl. If things get really bad, just go home."

"This place is so shabby, there's nowhere to shelter from the wind, and with so many thieves and tourists these days, it's really unsafe for you."

Grandpa Zhang shone his flashlight over and saw that it was indeed that poor little Northeasterner.

He kept muttering to himself, ostensibly giving advice, but really it was also a way of showing pity for the girl who was about the same age as his own child.

"Tell me how worried your parents would be if they knew you were living this kind of life. Money can be earned back, but once a person is injured, it can never be made up for."

You're laughing because you don't know these things? When you're my age, you'll know what's truly important.

Even when he was inspecting the market, Grandpa Zhang didn't want to go to the very back.

This shows just how difficult it is to do business here.

As my footsteps took me further and further away.

Looking at that stubborn figure, Lu Weiguo felt inexplicably sad.

"Sis, you...you're staying here tonight? Don't you have anywhere else?"

"I...."

"Were you scammed? Or were you bullied? Why didn't you come home? I told you I'd been home the whole time. Could I cover for you?"

"I...."

"You know I'll be very worried about this."

After Lu Weiguo finished speaking, both of them fell silent.

Especially when you see the tattered toiletries in that corner.

A change of clothes hanging on the metal sheet.

Even the most private clothing had to be wrapped up and hidden in a corner, along with toiletries.

Will this make it clean?

Can it be kept clean?

Is this safe?

What was Yuan Mengjie like before?

Purchasing agent, cashier, and formal employee of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Not to mention they are among the best people in their county.

But they also live a life of comfort and abundance, making them the envy of many.

We could even set up a purchasing station for him.

They wear the most fashionable clothes and say the most arrogant things.

Even that aura could give him a sense of security after his rebirth.

But now...

"Weiguo, I'm fine. See how well I am? Let me tell you, this is how it is here. This isn't our small county town anymore. If you want to do anything..."

It's a bit of hard work, but the rewards are quite substantial.

Yuan Mengjie tried to explain.

He pointed to his shop and realized that it had absolutely no advantages.

Then he looked at himself and realized that he was nothing like his former self.

After a long pause, she forced back her tears and said, "Look at me, I'm not afraid of the dark anymore. I can keep an eye on all the shops around here. Even your Wangcai can't do that."

People have to go through some hardships.

But not this kind of suffering.

Experiencing hardship is meant to make one more resilient from the inside out.

It's to learn the things I once wanted to do but couldn't.

After hardship comes reward.

Not that kind, where someone's spine is broken just for a few taels of silver.

It's so hard that even strangers think it's unbearable, and that it shouldn't be like this.

"Sis, come back with me."

"I'm not going back." Upon hearing this, Yuan Mengjie burst into tears.

If she had met her parents this time, she might have agreed.

She could set aside her pride at home, but she absolutely could not let it go in front of Lu Weiguo.

"Sister, I feel sorry for you."

"Then spend more time with your sister. By the way, you've come to see Xiulian, right?"

Yuan Mengjie frantically rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand; only such pain could stop her from crying.

Sitting next to Lu Weiguo, leaning on his shoulder, the two of them curled up in the corner.

"Yeah, I came to see Xiulian. How about... you come with me tonight? We have another room next door. Don't worry about the money, just leave this here."

"I don't need your pity!"

Yuan Mengjie continued to be stubborn.

"I'm not pitying you, but have you forgotten what I do now? There are ways to revive your little shop, but you need to be more energetic and get some rest."

Believe me, only when you're well-rested and full of energy will God send you good luck!

"This..."

"Alright, I'm looking for a hand-carved wood sculpture. Could you help me find one? Whether you find it or not doesn't matter. You'll come with me tonight and rest for a few days."

"I'll give you some ideas that will definitely revitalize your shop."

Lu Weiguo ignored her refusal.

He forcefully grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up.

They didn't bring any clothes or toiletries.

He then tried to pull her away.

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