Chapter 679: 679
"I dunno . Maybe because we once divorced?"
"Don't you dare mention that word again," warned Huo Yunting with hands at his waist and squinted eyes at her . He took a look around the house, "Now, where is it?"
"Honestly speaking, I have no idea . You'll take the study room while I take here . "
"And after you've found it, you must share the treasure with me, dear . "
" . . . "
"It rhymes . "
The quirky reply caused Zhaoyang's cheek to twitch as she seriously wondered what in the world the man wanted to do again .
They went separate ways and Zhaoyang returned to the bedroom with a white cane half an hour later . It served as a walking stick for Zhaoyang, the stick both loved and hated by Huo Yunting as he threw it and took it back home several times . It was a sign of memories, the token that upheld her disappearance over the past four years . Even though her eyes were cured and no way he would hope the stick to be put into use again, he took it back home .
Zhaoyang felt the stick in her grip . It was rough and old, as if an antique once touched by many people . She remembered the time she asked Yunting to get her a walking stick .
And—and well…they had an argument . A severely bad argument during which she left with Huo Chen and headed all the way to America .
When he found out that she turned blind after the accident, Yunting was really agitated until he smashed the bowl and disappeared ever since .
This walking stick never really made it to my hand…
She stared upon the torn walking stick .
I didn't expect him to always keep this in mind—Am I always on his mind then?
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Her grip tightened as a kind of feeling filled her .
A trail of footsteps rang hurriedly out there . It was the same, lazy footsteps she had been hearing over the years .
She closed her eyes and began tapping the floor with the cane as she headed towards the door gradually . Huo Yunting was excited but he froze by the door . He stayed calm as he watched his woman acting blind in front of him . It was rather adorable . He smiled as his fingers fidgeted the two red booklets in his hand .
She froze and frowned .
Uhh…why there's no sound?
"Huo Yunting?" She reached out her cane and knocked his thigh, "Oh, here you are . "
She opened her eyes and beamed at his man while brandishing the cane, "Thanks for your gift . I'll keep it safely even though I no longer need it . "
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I feel you now . I have to thank you for this .
"No . " He grabbed the stick, ready to snatch it back, "You can't keep it . I don't want you to use this, ever . "
She pulled it back, "I like it, regardless . "
What the eff? You threw away my diamond ring and you want a filthy stick?
What logic is that?
"Okay, keep it then . I'll ask someone to put some diamonds on it tomorrow . "
She prefers a stick over a ring . Is that some new fetish?
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"Don't worry . I'll be able to use it one day even without going blind . When I'm old, I'll use it to hit the road . " Lu Zhaoyang would not let go . She could see the effort, the love and care in the gift . She wanted that, not some overpriced transparent stones, "So, Huo Yunting, please let go . "
Her tone was firm and Huo Yunting retreated his grip, "Fine, keep it if you like it so much . "
Lu Zhaoyang replaced the cane .
"So, you found it?" She said upon spotting the booklets in his hand, "Let me see, let me see . " It had been almost 700 chapters yet she had never seen the marriage certificate herself before .
They went to the sofa and flipped one booklet open .
There was their photo, smiling in fair whites .
Huo Yunting's eyes curved expressively like the eclipse on Halloween . He may have looked joyful when he smiled…
But the abyss brewed in the fine lines of his eyes . Please download our sponsor's game to support us!