<h4>Chapter 524: Anthony and Little Seven 5</h4>


    Eleven was tired from walking. There was no ce to rest and nothing around her. All she could hear was only the hustling of wind and snow. It sounded terrible, like the howling of an old man.


    “Maybe I shouldn’t havee.” Eleven mocked herself. She had walked such a long distance without knowing if the ce was still there. It was foolish of her to have done so. ‘Why did I put in so much effort for?’ She thought.


    She was ready to go back when the blizzard blotted out the sky and thend, and strong wind blew at her fiercely. Eleven turned her body around immediately and the snow hit her back. It was extremely cold. ‘I would definitely get a cold tomorrow.’ She thought to herself. Her body had always been weak, even more so when she had to suffer in the cold like that.


    Crazy!


    She, who had a good hearing, heard the sound of wind blowing on a door. She had a feeling and walked towards the sound while shaking off the snow on her body. Suddenly, she realized that the path she was walking on was a little familiar. It was where she had passed by earlier on. She had made a round-trip and came back to the intersection. This time, she went to the other side.


    She had walked less than ten minutes before she saw the ck hut. It was still there.


    It turned out that it had always been so close to her, but she passed by it without noticing. She had thought that it was gone, but it didn’t cross her mind that she might have been careless and missed it on her way.


    Fortunately, she went back to the intersection where she had walked past earlier on based on her memory, as she didn’t have any sense of direction in the heavy snow.


    If one could make detours on the road of life, how great would it be to be able to rewind time and restart life again?


    Eleven stood in the snow, and the hut was right in front of her. It was abandoned and broken. The roof was covered with a thickyer of snow, which had melted and turned into ice. The lonely hut stood quietly and still in the middle of the snowstorm.


    A gust of wind blew the door, which made crackling noises. Eleven couldn’t help butugh.


    She was reminded of the night when it was too cold for them to fall asleep, and Mo Ye was still blind. They were frustrated at the crackling noise of the door and he said that it sounded like a scene in the horror movies. He also mentioned that he would tear down the door, which disturbed his sleep, after he is all healed.


    She didn’t expect that the broken door was still there five yearster. That ce enters winter every October. Until April or May of the next year, it would always be stormy. ‘This door is really tough, how is it still intact after all these years?’


    The door was creaking badly. It didn’t seem that it wouldst any longer.


    It was so cold that her legs had be numb from standing outside in the snow for a while. Eleven finally entered the hut, which was well-lit. The windows were closed to block out the wind and snow, but there was a huge hole on the roof, which allowed light toe into the hut.


    The roof wasn’t broken then and the coldness at night was still bearable. Now, if she had to spend a night in the hut, she was sure that she would freeze to death the next day. The weather was terrible.


    A bow, a shotgun and several bullets were left on the ground in the hut. There was a dense forest filled with wild animals nearby and hunters like to go hunting in it. Hence, the hut had be a good ce to stay in for the hunters, which exined the things that were left in it.


    The decoration in the hut was still the same as before. Nothing has changed, except for the people.


    The praying mat was still there, sitting at the corner. During those times, she had slept in Mo Ye’s arms while he sat on the mat. When the both of them couldn’t sleep at night, Mo Ye often yed with her hair.


    She didn’t mind it when he had done it the first two times, but the third time, she couldn’t help but punch him. He yed with her hair even more aggressively and said that it was too quiet, so he had to hear some voices.


    ‘Why did he want to provoke her instead of making noise on his own?’


    The Mo Ye five years ago was young, hot-blooded and a little despicable. When the cold was too unbearable, he once asked to do it with her. At that time, she didn’t know what he was talking about. After Mo Ye exined to her, Eleven punched him on the face directly, and she dared not sleep in his arms again.


    He didn’t care and acted nonchntly. The cold was so unbearable that she went back into his arms a whileter.


    He stopped having the idea and started to bargain with her, saying that he would provide her with a free, warm bolster, while she should give him something in return. Eleven’s expression darkened. If he wasn’t blind, she would definitely not let him off..


    After teaching him a lesson, she had thought that he would behave. Who knew that he would kiss her secretly at night. She was stunned when he kissed her as it was her first time being kissed by a guy after all.


    When Mo Ye saw that she was pretending to sleep, he thought that she had agreed to the kiss and became more courageous. He kissed her more deeply and aggressively, before Eleven reacted and pped him. Mo Ye was a weird person. It might be because the two of them had been together all day long, and they had seldom slept. He was really up for a fight with Eleven, and pounced on her directly. He didn’t care about the p and tried to force her to do it.


    Eleven’s arms were all sore from hitting him. In fact, if she really wanted to resist, how would the blind Mo Ye be her opponent? At the start, she had gone easy on him because she liked him. They were like a rascal that had met an iceberg. Mo Ye had taken advantage of her often during those times.


    Whenever she thought of the past, the memory with Mo Ye had be her most memorable and beautiful dream.


    Who would have thought that the young Mo Ye had such a childish side?


    However, everything had changed.


    He had even said that the first person he would want to see was her once his eyes were healed.


    She told him that she was ugly.


    Mo Ye said, “It’s okay. I’m good-looking. If we’re going to have a baby, he’ll look like me. Don’t feel inferior.”


    She was so angry that she wanted to strip him and throw him out to freeze in the cold.


    When he didn’t hear her speak, he knew that she was angry. Then, he said, “If you still feel inferior, I will make you a most beautiful face, and I’m sure that all the women in the world would be envious of you.”


    “Think about it, you would be envied by any beautiful woman just by having a gorgeous man around you.”


    “I prefer you to stay ugly. No one would try to snatch you from me then.”


    She had no desire to speak anymore.


    She thought that he was joking. After all, they hadn’t known each other for a long time and they chatted about anything under the sun to kill time. She didn’t believe his words at all, or rather, she didn’t dare to take him seriously.


    It was pretty much like when Ye Wei was wooing Su Man. She had often shouted, “Su Man, I would die without you. I love you. I can’t live without you...”


    Whether it was Ye Wei or Su Man, they had treated those words as if they were nothing.


    During that time, she was young, domineering andcked experience. After listening to words that offended her, she couldn’t help but beat him up. One was willing to fight while one was willing to receive the beatings. It was really hectic.


    But he was no less cruel when he had to.


    For example, he had once mentioned that he would make the person who tried to assassinate him regret his birth. It was the first time Mo Ye had been plotted by someone, and it nted a deep hatred in his heart.


    He was expressionless when he said those words, and he was as cold as Yama.[1.Hindu god of death and lord of the underworld]


    She knew that he wasn’t any kind of saint as people who were good wouldn’t appear in that ce. All the people who went there were important figures in the industry. Eleven regretted hiding her feelings.


    She obviously liked him. How she wished she had told him the truth. If so, she wouldn’t have the nightmareter in life.


    She had been feeling indignant about it.


    After all, she had hidden her love for five years. It was hard for her to have her dream broken all of a sudden without warning. She could not ept it. However, she could not kill him.


    Everything that happened in the past resurfaced in her heart. Eleven had mixed emotions and her eyes were sore. The strong wind that blew behind her made the door creak, generating a scary sound.


    There was a song that Rong Yan liked a lot, which she often listened to her hum. The lyrics were rtable to her present mood.


    ‘Don’t mention the past.’


    ‘Life has been stormy.’


    ‘Even if the memory can’t be erased.’


    ‘The love and hate are still in my heart...’


    ...


    She stayed in the ck hut for a long time, until the sun had set. The world was gray, the snowstorm got heavier, and the weather turned colder.


    It was already evening when she came out.


    Although she was standing in the hut, her legs were numb due to the cold as she had stood for too long. It was difficult for her to walk on the snow.


    When she had just went out of the hut, she saw Anthony standing in the snow, looking at her calmly. The man’s beautiful face, sky blue eyes and his tall and straight figure all looked hazy in the snow.


    The snow on the ground was thick and footprints were made by every step of hers.


    Deeply.


    However, Anthony did not have any footprints behind him. ‘Was it because the wind had blown the snow off? Did the snow cover them up?’


    ‘Or has he been standing there for a long time?’


    Eleven narrowed his eyes. Behind her was the hut from five years ago, while the person in front of her eyes was Anthony.


    He was still dressed in the outfit that he had worn in the morning. His gray scarf and hers were simr in both style and color, the way they dress and the color they liked were simr too.


    Anybody who didn’t know them would have thought that they were a couple who had been separated and then found each other in the snow again.


    Eleven looked at him doubtfully. ‘It has been a day already. Did hee here specially or unintentionally? It can’t be that he had walked in the snow all day.’


    ‘What did he do?’


    ‘The footprints behind him were filled with snow.’


    ‘How long has he been standing here?’


    ‘And why?’


    He was mysterious. The fact that he had appeared at a ce he shouldn’t be at had set minds wondering. But at the thought of it, there was only a path that was essible. He couldn’t possibly turn back, and it seemed that there were limited ces to go.


    ‘Was it a coincidence?’


    “Why are you here?” Eleven asked in a deep voice.


    “I was waiting for you!”