Um, I Know

After the Wolf King incident was settled, no one in Isu Town dared to underestimate this amnesiac young man anymore.

The Adventurer's Guild made an exception and directly promoted Ye Chuan's adventurer rank to Gold. The quests that were once exclusively reserved for high-tier adventurers were now completely open to him.

Ye Chuan's income skyrocketed.

He no longer just stayed outside the town farming slimes for silver coins. Occasionally, he would take his sword deep into the Black Pine Forest to clear out low-tier monsters that were harassing the trade routes, and sometimes he would take on commissions to escort merchant caravans.

His coin pouch grew heavier and heavier. He was no longer the poor boy who couldn't even afford a loaf of bread.

The first thing he did was take Angelina and move out of that drafty, dilapidated wooden cabin.

"Sir Ye Chuan, here is the house you requested." Having commissioned the local odd-job agency, Ye Chuan had managed to find a suitable place.

Their new home was on the east side of town, right next to a babbling brook. It was a two-story detached log cabin.

A white wooden fence enclosed a small courtyard. Ye Chuan built a wooden swing in the yard with his own hands, and along the fence, he planted the white daisies that Angelina loved.

"How is it?" Ye Chuan smiled, then glanced at the dumbfounded Angelina beside him.

"Pretty... house..." Angelina blinked her large eyes beneath her white bangs. Looking up, she seemed to be lost in shock.

"Very expensive."

That was the conclusion Angelina finally reached.

"We can't afford to buy it just yet, so we're renting it," Ye Chuan explained. Besides, with his current income, renting it was more than affordable.

"It's too expensive..." Angelina still said.

"What does it matter? Our lives will only get better from here on out." Ye Chuan cupped Angelina's small face. Thanks to his feeding over this period, her once skin-and-bones face had finally gained a little flesh.

"Mm, okay..." Angelina rubbed her cheek against Ye Chuan's palm, like an affectionate little kitten.

"Let's go in." Ye Chuan took Angelina's small hand.

Pushing the door open revealed a living room covered with a beige wool carpet. The first-floor kitchen was spacious and bright, with neat wooden cabinets. Angelina finally had a place where she could cook in peace.

But the biggest surprise for Angelina in this house was the natural hot spring in the basement. It drew in natural hot spring water from the back mountain, and the pool was paved with smooth, round cobblestones.

Angelina was no longer that dirty, pitiful little girl.

After moving into the house, Ye Chuan would go out to do quests every morning. When he returned in the evening, he would always see Angelina sitting on the courtyard swing, hugging her knees. As soon as she caught sight of his silhouette from afar, her eyes would light up, and she would jump down, trotting over to throw herself into his arms.

There were always piping hot meals on the table. It was a craft Angelina had learned from the town's cooks. From burning bread in the beginning to now being able to make tender stews and sweet pastries, she always wanted to make sure Ye Chuan had a hot meal waiting for him when he got back.

Ye Chuan suddenly felt that, even though he couldn't remember anything, living a life like this was still quite happy.

Although he felt like he had forgotten something very important.

But after all, there was no way to recover his memory.

...

"I'm back," Ye Chuan said with a smile, returning from the Adventurer's Guild once again.

"Are you tired today?" Angelina trotted over wearing an apron, looking up at him with her small face. "I've already drawn the hot spring water. Go take a soak and relieve your fatigue."

"Alright," Ye Chuan smiled.

The hot spring pool in the basement.

Soaking in the warm spring water, Ye Chuan leaned against the smooth cobblestone wall of the pool and let out a long sigh of relief.

Feeling all the muscles in his body relax, Ye Chuan narrowed his eyes.

Just then, the wooden door to the hot spring room was gently pushed open.

Ye Chuan opened his eyes and saw Angelina walking in, carrying neatly folded clean bath towels and a change of clothes. Her small face was flushed pink from the steam, and she was clutching a washcloth in her hand.

"Angelina?" Ye Chuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. "Why did you come in?"

"I... I came to help wash your back." Angelina walked to the edge of the pool and placed the towels on a wooden rack nearby, but she still looked at him earnestly.

"You work so hard going out on quests every day, and you definitely can't reach your back. The aunties in town said that scrubbing your back in the hot spring is the only way to wash all the exhaustion away."

Looking at her serious little expression, Ye Chuan felt warm inside but also a bit embarrassed. "No need, I can do it myself. Hurry up and go out, don't catch a cold."

"No." Angelina shook her head and stubbornly walked to the edge of the pool. She stepped down two steps on the stairs, the warm spring water rising past her knees.

"Before, when I was injured, you were always the one applying medicine and taking care of me. I want to do something for you too."

Ye Chuan looked at her and finally gave a helpless smile.

"Then come in and soak for a bit first."

"Mm... okay."

After Angelina also entered the hot spring, her little face seemed to relax, no longer holding that tense expression.

Ye Chuan also narrowed his eyes.

But right at this moment, he noticed Angelina shuffling a bit closer. She slightly lowered her head, then slightly raised it again.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Angelina looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, Ye Chuan asked.

"Ye Chuan..."

"Mm."

"In the future, will you marry me?"

That single sentence made Ye Chuan freeze. It took him quite a while to react. "Uh—"

"Why ask this all of a sudden?" Ye Chuan said.

"The aunties in town... that's what they said. They said we have a good relationship, so we would, we would..." Angelina seemed to grow more and more shy as she spoke, sinking her face into the spring water and blowing bubbly sounds.

Ye Chuan had actually never thought about this at all. His gaze fell upon Angelina, and after a long moment, he cleared his throat softly and looked away.

Looking closely, Angelina was actually quite cute, no longer the skin-and-bones girl she used to be.

But Ye Chuan truly hadn't considered this.

However, once his thoughts headed in that direction, he couldn't help but steal a few more glances at Angelina.

"Ahem, by the way, at what age do people in this world usually get married?"

"Any age is fine." Seeing Ye Chuan so conflicted, Angelina's shy expression gradually faded, eventually dimming. "Ye Chuan... do you... not feel that way?"

"I'm sorry... my words put you in a difficult position."

"No." Seeing Angelina like this, Ye Chuan immediately said, "I like Angelina."

"Really?" Angelina's eyes lit up once again.

"But—" Ye Chuan continued, "It's not exactly, um... that kind of attraction to the opposite sex. How should I put it... I think for that sort of thing, you need to be a bit older."

"No, of course, I don't mean you absolutely have to be older. Small has its own charm too, uh, wait, no..." Ye Chuan seemed a bit distressed. "What the hell am I saying?"

Seeing Ye Chuan facepalming, Angelina suddenly burst into a giggle. She leaned in a little closer, resting her cheek against Ye Chuan's arm.

"Mm... I understand."

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