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On the first day of the Chinese lunar year, Daisy Zane went up the mountain once again and returned home in the afternoon to cook and eat two barrels of instant noodles.
She then squatted at the entrance of the kitchen, supporting her chin with one hand, looking at the overgrown grass in the courtyard.
It should be cleaned, butâ¦itâs better to go back to the room for a nap first.
As a result, she slept all the way until the evening.
So, when Kevin Clark arrived in the evening, Daisy Zane was busy pulling up the grass in the courtyard.
Completing the work that should have been done during the day but was not.
The dim courtyard light was on.
Daisy Zaneâs fair hands were covered with dirt, her slender jade-like fingers seemed soft and powerless. Yet, with one hand, she dug in, her knuckles bulging, and the roots of the small grass peeling out with the soil, losing their lives.
Being engrossed in her weeding, she suddenly heard footsteps accompanied by the sound of the wind, which reached her ears.
Daisy Zaneâs hand paused, and her blank expression instantly hardened.
This place was usually deserted. No one came here this late, especially when the courtyard light was on.
Quickly, she pulled out a handful of grass and then quietly listened to the approaching footsteps.
When the footsteps reached the entrance, she quickly stood up. The speed was swift, like a gust of wind, flipping over the courtyard wall.
Seeing the person standing at the entrance, her hand instinctively shot out even before her brain reacted.
It was almost seamless; flipping over the wall, seeing the person, and attacking, all happened without any pause.
And the attack was vicious.
The person at the entrance heard the commotion and quickly turned around. Instinctively, he blocked Daisy Zaneâs strike.
Then he grabbed her other hand, which was about to strike.
Just as he grabbed her hand, he hurriedly used his other one to block her raised knee.
âLucia, itâs me.â
Daisy Zaneâs whole series of actions took place within a few seconds. By the time he spoke, her free hand had already reached Kevin Clarkâs neck.
If he had spoken a fraction of a second later, she would have chopped him on the side of the neck already.
Now, with her hand stopped beside his neck, she hesitated for a moment:
âKevin Clark?â
âItâs me,â Kevin Clark replied with a smile.
Daisy Zane, smelling the scent of eaglewood: âYou, how did you come?â Kevin Clark wrapped his hand that she grabbed around in his palm: âWishing you a happy new year.â
âWishing me a happy new year?â Daisy Zaneâs expression was somewhat blank, her head becoming blank as well.
The surprise of Kevin Clarkâs appearance here was akin to her being told that as a materialist, ghosts existed in this world.
âYeah,â Kevin Clark replied with a smile, âI mainly wanted to see you; I missed you too much.â
Kevin Clark was backlit, his entire figure shrouded in darkness. It felt unreal, but Daisy Zaneâs hand was in his, feeling his warmth, knowing he was truly standing before her.
Daisy Zane looked up at him and didnât move for a long time.
Cold Green Village was a corner hidden deep in her heart, a place where no one had ever set foot, never before. However, Kevin Clark walked right in without any warning.
The courtyard light was on, and the front yard was quite low. But Kevin Clark was too tall, completely blocking the light.
Therefore, Daisy Zane was also in the darkness.
But Kevin Clark could still see her clearly. Her eyebrows, her expression.
The two have been separated before, sometimes for as long as ten, twenty days. But they never lost contact.
Unable to contact her for three days, Kevin Clark truly missed her.
Looking at her for a while, Kevin Clark gently bent down and planted a kiss on her forehead, then hugged her around her waist.
âLucia, Iâll come with you to celebrate the new year next year,â Kevin Clark softly promised in her ear, âIâm sorry, letting you come here this year was my lack of consideration.
Daisy Zane didnât speak, but for the first time, she actively leaned into his embrace and closed her eyes.
Kevin Clark also tightened his arms, hugging her a little closer and kissing her hair again.
After hugging in the entrance for a while, Daisy Zane led him into the room.
The roomâs light was brighter than outside. Once inside, Daisy Zane noticed the dirt from her hands had gotten all over Kevin Clarkâs clothes.
She pointed to the wet wipes and tissue on the table: âThatâ¦clean up your clothes by yourself.â
Kevin Clark was looking around the room.
It was very simple but clean, everything was orderly.
Moreover, all the items for daily use were brought by Daisy Zane herself.
Hearing her speak, he looked down at his clothes and found the dirt, raising his eyebrows.
As he removed his coat, he glanced at Daisy Zaneâs hands: âWhat were you doing just now?â
âWeeding.â Daisy Zane kicked a chair towards Kevin Clark, âSit for a while, Iâll go wash my hands and boil some water.â
âIâll come with you.â
âAlright.â
Both of them went to the next room.
When they went out, Kevin Clark glanced at the courtyard, in which he saw a small pile of plucked grass: âYou were weeding in the evening?â
âI wanted to do it in the daytime. But I fell asleep then.â Daisy Zane picked up a few wooden sticks from the entrance.
Kevin Clark immediately tried to help, but Daisy Zane saw his hand and didnât give them to him.
She carried the short pieces of wood herself and gently kicked open the kitchen door with her foot.
Kevin Clark hesitated for a moment and didnât have time to think more. He helped her push the door open.
Seeing the situation inside, he said, âThis is really using fire to boil water.â
âYes.â
Daisy Zane squatted in front of the stove, put the wood in place, and found some soft branches to light the fire.
Kevin Clark squatted beside her and said, âThere are appliances over there, arenât there?â
âWe canât use them, because there will be a power outage.â Daisy Zane looked at him, âKeep away, itâs very choking.â
Kevin Clark looked at her with a smile and said, âLucia, you really treat me like a Young Master.â
âArenât you?â
âIâ¦â Kevin Clark didnât deny, âBut I can do some things, like making a fire.â Daisy Zane obviously didnât believe him.
Kevin Clark took the lighter from her hand, let her move aside, and then lit the fire himself.
His technique was indeed quite skilled, and once the fire was lit, there was no smoke coming out.
âThird Master, not bad.â
Kevin Clark smiled, and moved the two sticks piled together to the side a bit, âIâve participated in outdoor training. Lighting a fire is an essential skill. If you canât light a fire, you have to eat raw food.â
Daisy Zane raised her eyebrows. She didnât expect that.
After all, Kevin Clarkâs background and usual delicate life seemed like a young master who needs to be taken care of.
âLucia, put some water in after washing your hands.â Kevin Clark said, âIf thereâs no water for too long, the pot will get burnt.â
Daisy Zane went out to wash her hands. When she came back, she scooped some water from the water tank next to the stove and put it in the pot.
Only then did Kevin Clark notice the place for washing hands in the courtyard. It was a bucket with a hand pump on top.
Before washing their hands, they had to press a few times to get the water out, and the water needed to be filled frequently.
âI remember there was no shortage of water here, and every household has tap water.â
âYes, itâs connected in the village.â Daisy Zane said, âBut this place is on a mountain one kilometer away from the village.â
âSo the waterâ¦â
âAfter going down the mountain, walk about five or six hundred meters, and thereâs a well.â Daisy Zane said, âIf we run out of water, we will go get it.â
Kevin Clark said nothing. The conditions in Cold Green Village were already bad enough, but the place they lived in was even worse.
They were making life difficult for themselves.
âItâs really inconvenient, but once you get used to it, it doesnât feel like anything.â Daisy Zane said, âYou know, my grandma is mixed-blood, and was sold to this place. At that time, everyone was rejecting her, so she moved to the mountain by herself.â
Kevin Clark played with a small stick, stirring the fire, and listened quietly to her.
âThereâs a small piece of land behind the house, which can be self-sufficient.â
Daisy Zane tapped the edge of the water tank with her hand, looking at Kevin Clarkâs half-face illuminated by the fire, âOver time, Iâve gotten used to it. Itâs almost like being cut off from the world, quite enjoyable.â
Kevin Clark played with the wooden stick in his hand and thought about her words.
If she was really enjoying her life, then why did she leave Cold Green Village again?
She and her grandma were dependent on each other. Moreover, her grandmaâs health was not good and needed someone to take care of her for a long time.
Why would she leave her grandma behind without anyone to look after her?
She had known those people for many years, not just after her grandmaâs death in the past two years.
Unless someone else took care of her grandma here, or the information he got was wrong.
âWhen did you leave Cold Green Village?â
Daisy Zaneâs fingers, tapping the water tank, paused for a moment and then she silently said, âItâs been quite a few years. I donât remember it very well.â
Feeling that she seemed not very willing to talk about it, Kevin Clark didnât ask more and changed the topic, âI went to see Charles Amos yesterday, and he knew I was coming over. He asked me to say âHappy New Yearâ to you.â
Daisy Zane smiled, âDidnât he say to bring New Yearâs gifts?â
âNo.â Kevin Clark said, âApparently, he had some financial problems and needs to collect New Yearâs money before he can send gifts.â
Daisy Zane laughed, âWhat a little brat, so young, but has so many cunning ideas.â
âHeâs very smart.â Kevin Clark praised, âMuch smarter than his peers.â
âGood genes, I guess.â Daisy Zane casually said.
Kevin Clark raised his eyebrows and smiled, âI was also very smart when I was young, and smarter than my peers.â
Daisy Zane didnât know why he suddenly praised himself.
âMy genes are also very good.â Kevin Clark joked.
Daisy Zane: .