After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady-Chapter 898 - 370: Childhood Sweethearts’ Date._3

Xu Musen walked over, gathering the thin snow from the railing, which, though slight and prone to melt, accumulated in his palm as he walked a long distance. Xu Musen went far.

Yao Mingyue knew what he intended to do; she even watched his figure vanish around the corner, her lips curving into a smile.

"Cough cough…"

She coughed again. The temperature in Huhai wasn't too cold, but the icy wind still pierced her lungs like icy needles, causing her heart to shiver uncontrollably.

Yao Mingyue gently covered her chest, slowly exhaling a breath, unsure whether her final choice was right.

But to do nothing was even less what she wanted.

A one in three chance, she'd gambled and lost once already in her past life.

Now, only a one in two chance remained.

If that still didn't work out, it truly meant that even fate wasn't on her side.

And all that would be left for her was to resign herself to it.

She'd always been curious, actually.

Her memories of the last life ended in the hospital.

But what had happened after the hospital?

Her, Xu Musen, and An Nuannuan, what had their endings been?

Yao Mingyue, looking at the snowflakes filling the sky, truly felt like herself—dissatisfied when too few, unable to bear them when too many.

For the first time since she'd come here, the girl was caught in such a struggle as she stared blankly at the distant river.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

After who knows how long, the figure of Xu Musen reappeared before her, his hands clasped behind his back, "Guess what I've got for you?"

Yao Mingyue came back to her senses, looking at him, she hummed defensively.

"Your marriage certificate with An Nuannuan?"

Xu Musen chuckled: "Hold out your hand."

Yao Mingyue held out her hand regardless, and the next moment, her palm grew warm as a roasted sweet potato appeared in her grasp.

"Just... this?"

Yao Mingyue opened her mouth.

"Isn't this enough? Do you know how expensive roasted sweet potatoes are now, seven or eight yuan per half kilogram! Back in our hometown, digging them out of the ground costs just a few cents, eat it quickly to warm up your body."

Xu Musen broke open the roasted sweet potato, took a piece for himself, chewed it in his mouth, and found it delicious as the sugar syrup oozed out.

Yao Mingyue held the roasted sweet potato; she was quite fond of it, especially in winter, when she used to leave school with Xu Musen.

He would always save his pocket money to buy a piece of roasted sweet potato for her to keep her hands warm in her pockets.

Was it just that after all his effort making the snow, he went to buy roasted sweet potatoes?

Yao Mingyue pursed her lips, but couldn't hide a tiny bit of disappointment.

The next moment, a white and chubby little doll, or more precisely, a small snowman, appeared before her eyes.

Xu Musen was holding a carefully crafted little snowman in his other hand and placed it in her palm.

The snowman wasn't big, about the size of a palm, but it was intricately made.

Now, held in her hands with the warmth of the roasted sweet potato, it didn't feel cold anymore. Instead, it seemed to have a warmth of its own; Yao Mingyue could finally play with it slowly in her palm.

"With this, you won't be cold anymore, right?"

Xu Musen said with a smile.

Yao Mingyue's heart skipped a beat; holding the snowman in her hands felt like finally grasping some opportunities.

But the warmth from the sweet potato accelerated the melting of the snowman.

Yao Mingyue gently pursed her lips.

"But the sweet potato will eventually cool off, and the snowman will melt even faster..."

Her hands and voice trembled slightly.

The next moment, Xu Musen gently enfolded her hands in his.

"The warmth of the sweet potato will fade, the snowman will always melt, but I will always be here."

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Xu Musen looked at her, smiling, "Also, what you said earlier, that you feel closer only when you're in a wheelchair.

In fact, we've never been apart. The wheelchair is just a tangible thing between us. In the past, this tangibility could be a lollipop, a piece of roasted sweet potato, a bowl of tomato and egg noodles, or even a little tagalong calling me 'Brother Musen'..."

Xu Musen spoke each word, making Yao Mingyue's eyes tremble.

"So, between us, we never needed a wheelchair to be our witness. It's just like the cooling sweet potato and the melting snowman, only carrying a part of our experiences from the past. But haven't we always been together?

And no matter the past or the future, we will always be together. Whatever happens in the future, we must face it together, okay?"

Xu Musen held her palms as the snowman melted slightly, droplets of water making their hands seem to melt together as their eyes met.

Yao Mingyue felt like she could sense what he was telling her. They shared an understanding, a silent agreement not voiced, yet a promise silently made.

Yao Mingyue's heartbeat quickened, a slight gloss at the corner of her eyes as she looked at Xu Musen's cheeks.

Fine snowflakes fell on the snowman, seemingly in a rush to replenish the melted parts.

Just like the girl's constantly hollow and insecure heart, at this moment, was slowly being filled by his words.

"Mmm..."