No matter what, he has to face her. No matter how far this road is, he has to walk on it.

Josnian's steps were steady, his leather shoes hitting the dirt, and he moved forward step by step without looking back.

In the distance, he finally saw a village.

The village is not big, hidden on the plain between the mountains. There are many houses, mostly bungalows, one after another.

Josnian stood at a relatively high place and could clearly see everything in the mountain village, including schools, temples, and villagers walking around, mostly elderly people.

Finally arrived.

The rose in my hand was almost wilted, its petals were drooping, and it no longer looked the same as when I first bought it. The gift bag was also deformed, and the outer packaging was covered in dust.

Josnian's shirt and trousers were messy, his cuffs were rolled up randomly, and his trousers and shoes were covered in mud. He hadn't been in such a mess for a long time.

But he didn't know if he knew she was already within reach, so he stood there for a long time.

His eyes kept falling on the village.

It is the hottest time at noon.

He stood there for ten minutes, hesitating.

How did she find this village and live there? Did she plan to live here for the rest of her life?

Josnian had no answer.

She had to give him all the answers.

Josnian went down the mountain and walked around a temple.

This temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and the paint on the walls has peeled off. When the wind blows, the bells on the corners of the eaves "ding" and make a crisp sound.

Several monks were sitting in a cool place taking a nap, very leisurely. Someone noticed Josnian and looked at him intently, but did not say anything.

The monks mind their own business, but the old people in the village love to mind their own business.

The further he walked into the village, the more people looked at him.

"Who are you?" An old lady walked up and asked, "We haven't had a stranger in our village for a long time."

"I'm looking for Ye Jiaqi."

"Teacher Ye? Why are you looking for her? She is teaching the children! She doesn't like meeting strangers. You should go to the principal first." Although the old lady is older, she speaks very fluently.

"Oh." Josnian nodded, "Where is the principal...?"

"Hey, did you see the orphanage in front? The first one on the left is the principal's office."

Josnian saw it.

He nodded and walked forward.

There was a slight discussion behind him: "Another person comes to see Teacher Ye. What is Teacher Ye's background?"

"I don't know. This man is not bad looking. Who is Mr. Ye?"

"This Teacher Ye is not simple. All the people who come to her are men."

"Aren't Teacher Ye and Mr. Zhuo in love? Here comes another one. What are you playing with?"

"We don't understand what people in the city think, but do you think Xiaoyouzi looks a bit like this man?"

"When you say it, it's true that he is Teacher Ye's husband, right?"

"Oh, interesting."

Josnian frowned.

He didn't like people talking about her, but in a village like this, there was nothing to be reasoned with.

Josnian was originally walking to the principal's office, but halfway there, he heard Ye Jiaqi's voice.

"Bake, when used as a verb, means 'to bake'. For example, 'i'm baking some bread.', I'm baking some bread."

Josnian stopped, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his deep eyes were filled with tenderness and gentleness.
Chapter completed!