Fortune Teller Master

Chapter 44.2: Yang Dashuai Part 2

Lin Yue and Wang Kun became more and more enthusiastic when they saw this. They kept talking about what they did when they were young. On the contrary, Yang Dashuai and Li Siyu didn’t speak much. They were just kept listening to the two people talking about walking with open crotch pants when they were in elementary school.

Yang Dashuai drank a lot of wine, so he went to the bathroom while the others were still talking about the past excitement. After coming out, he twisted the faucet and washed his face with cold water. When he raised his head and looked in the mirror, he found Li Siyu standing behind him quietly.

Yang Dashuai was taken aback. He wiped his face with the tissue in a disguise. Before he could even speak, he heard Li Siyu say: “I really came here to look for you this time.”

Yang Dashuai was a little embarrassed. When he was a child, Li Siyu did have some ignorant feelings. They even secretly held hands when they were in class. But they haven’t seen each other for more than 10 years. It’s good to reminiscence about childhood, but he also found it embarrassing.

After wiping his face with the tissues, Yang Dashuai asked politely, “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Your forgetfulness is so serious.” Li Siyu said with half-jokingly and half-blaming tone: “I remember you were crying and crying when I moved and said that when we grow up and I come back for you, then you will marry me. have you forgot about it?”

Yang Dashuai touched his nose awkwardly, and laughed twice: “Childlike words, you can’t take it seriously.”

“You are not serious, but I take it seriously.” Li Siyu crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, looked at him: “Do you remember that I gave you a token of love back then? A handmade red-lacquered inlaid box .”

Yang Dashuai was a little at a loss. But before he could understand Li Siyu’s words, he had a cold sweat.

“That was my grandmother’s dowry. It was said to have been passed down since the mid of Qing Dynasty. When my grandmother got married, his mother gave her that as the dowry. When my mother got married, my grandmother passed this jewelry box to my mother. When I was young, I liked the bright red color on the outside of the jewelry box and the complicated locks on it, but my mother said that I had to wait for me to get married before giving it to me.”

According to Li Siyu’s statement, Yang Dashuai gradually recalled the appearance of this jewelry box as his face gradually turned pale.

“I know what that jewelry box means.” Li Siyu smiled and looked at Yang Dashuai: “When I was a child, my grandmother told me that the jewelry box would be my dowry in the future, so I gave it to you without a second thought.”

Yang Dashuai didn’t expect that Li Siyu to be so bold when she was a child. She actually dared to give him their family heirloom from the mid-Qing Dynasty as a token of love. But the main point was, where did he put the jewelry box?

“Didn’t your mother found out about it at the time?” Yang Dashuai almost fell on his knees. They were both still kids and didn’t understand anything at the time. Shouldn’t the adults found out about it if they lost something precious at home?

Li Siyu smiled: “At that time, our house was in a mess and was going to be sold. The furniture had to be given away to relatives and friends. I don’t know how many people came to our house in just one day. My mother thought she had given it away, so she cried sadly for a long time.” She tilted her head and smiled at Yang Dashuai: “I didn’t dare to tell her the truth.”

Yang Dashuai finally understood why Li Siyu said she came back to find him this time. Who would want to lose such a treasure? It was not about the price. It was about the feelings and sentiments passed down from generation to generation.

“Don’t worry, I will give it back to you for sure.” Yang Dashuai said with a little helplessness: “It’s just that I have to look for it. My family has moved several times over the years. Now, I don’t know where the box is now.”

“It’s okay.” Li Siyu smiled faintly: “Just marry me if you can’t find it. Anyway, you took my token of love.”

Yang Dashuai felt his head became big: “I have a girlfriend.”

“My flight will be on the day after tomorrow, I want to take my jewelry box with me when I leave.” Li Siyu smiled softly: “I hope I can see my jewelry box tomorrow. I’m sorry to trouble you, Dashuai.”

Looking at Li Siyu’s back, Yang Dashuai weakly leaned against the wall and carefully searched for the memory of the jewelry box.

Li Siyu had just graduated from elementary school when they left. They were a little boy and a little girl in love, so when Li Siyu gave him the jewelry box, he secretly brought it home. He didn’t dare to let any adults know about it.