When the music stopped, Kang Li shifted her gaze away from Wang Pan and looked at the three Buns, watching them bounce and hop down the village road, stepping on the freshly fallen snow like little penguins.
Yes, right after lunch today, snowflakes started falling from the sky.
It wasn’t particularly heavy, but after more than an hour, the ground was already a vast sheet of white.
Kang Li wasn’t worried about the three Buns slipping. They were bundled up thickly—if they fell flat, it wouldn’t hurt much.
Besides, as the old saying goes: kids who bump and scrape grow up stronger.
And anyway, bumps and scrapes are part of growing up, aren’t they?
Not to mention, she never once considered making her own kids "hothouse flowers."
"Li... Li Bao?"
Zhou Weimin had returned to his childhood home yesterday, close to dusk. He’d chatted with his parents late into the night, which meant he slept all the way through lunch today. Only about ten minutes ago, Mrs. Zhou had called him up, he washed up and had lunch, then thought he’d take a walk down the village road. He ended up outside Kang Li’s front gate, and the moment he saw Kang Li, afraid he’d mistaken her for someone else, he couldn’t help but tentatively call out her name.
And Kang Li was standing sideways, so Zhou Weimin only saw her profile, which made it understandable he’d worry about getting it wrong.
"..."
Hearing Zhou Weimin’s voice, Kang Li turned her gaze toward the source. Seeing it was Zhou Weimin, her expression was calm, and she didn’t reply.
"It really is you! I was worried I’d gotten the wrong person!"
Wearing a black mid-length wool coat and a black-and-gray plaid plush scarf around his neck, Zhou Weimin strutted over, thinking he looked quite suave. He smiled and said, "When did you come back?"
"Do I need to answer you?"
Kang Li frowned, "Zhou Weimin, did I ever tell you not to call me by my childhood nickname? Did you forget?"
"You..."
Zhou Weimin looked uncomfortable. His lips twitched, and he forced a smile, "We may not have ended up as husband and wife, but to me, we’re still classmates and friends. Since we’re friends, calling you ’Li Bao’ shouldn’t be a big deal, right?"
"You think it’s nothing, but for me, you’re just a familiar stranger. What qualifies you to be my friend?"
Kang Li absolutely wasn’t about to let Zhou Weimin save face. She said, "The moment your family canceled the engagement and mine agreed, we became nothing to each other. Zhou Weimin, do you understand? To me, you’re just a familiar stranger. Please remember that. Don’t try to cozy up to me, and don’t come over here to chit-chat for no reason."



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