In the dream, he saw a blurry figure sitting on a cute little white horse, rising and falling, spinning constantly, accompanied by a nursery rhyme.

In this simple and plain dream, Li Zhiyuan watched him happily ride the carousel over and over again.

When the young man woke up the next morning, the nursery rhyme still echoed in his mind like a haunting melody: "What is your father's father called..."

Li Zhiyuan was skilled in physiognomy and fate analysis, and dream interpretation was just a minor skill among them, but even he couldn't decipher such a strange and bizarre dream.

In the morning, Li Zhiyuan walked out of the dormitory; he wanted to take Alii for a walk in the playground to gradually get her used to the outside world.

"Brother Genius, Brother Genius!"

Lu Yi stood at the store entrance, waving over here.

Li Zhiyuan walked over.

"Brother Genius, the village chief called, looking for you. I was just about to go to your dormitory to call you."

"Thank you, Brother Lu Yi."

Li Zhiyuan walked to the counter; by this time the call was already hung up. Usually, they give some time to call the person, and if not, they would call back again later. Of course, one could also actively call back; it just depends on whether one would mind the phone bill.

The young man pressed a button, checked the incoming call record, scrolled up, and glanced at the number's location prefix.

Sure enough: Nantong.

...

By the waterside, two kinds of existences are the hardest to understand.

One is the dead fish, and you don't know where it lays.

Another is fishing enthusiasts, they are everywhere.

In the early morning, one, two, three... a group of fishing enthusiasts gathered by the riverside, casting their fishing rods.

Behind on the road, bikes, tricycles, motorcycles, and even a Santana were parked.

The day before, someone had caught a big fish here; excitedly, they hung it on the car hood, not in a hurry to go home but first strolled around the street three whole times.

When encountered with vehicles and pedestrians blocking the way, instead of tinkling the bell, he continuously tapped the fish's mouth.

The news spread, attracting a crowd to gather at this fishing spot early in the morning.

In the cold wind of a winter morning, everyone shivered but dared not retreat.

Because more painful than having nothing to show for themselves would be hearing that someone else caught a big fish here after they left.

However, at present, their attention was drawn by a young man on the other end.

When the youth arrived by the river, he waved and greeted them, then took off his clothes and weighed them down with a stone next to him.

Afterward, he leapt into the river.

At first, everyone thought he came for winter swimming.

The youngest there was over thirty, and they couldn't help but sigh: indeed young people are full of energy.

After the young man dived into the river, he quickly floated back to the shore.

Then, he jumped into the river a second time.

The crowd couldn't help but marvel: indeed, he's not only full of energy but damn persistent too.

Then they started boasting to each other about how strong they were in their youth.

The young man surfaced for a third time, and seemed anxious, began shouting at the river:

"Hey, darling, I'm here for you, I'm here for you!"

After shouting several times, the youth jumped into the river again.

The group of fishermen looked at each other:

Oh no, this isn't a winter swim; he's here for a love suicide!

A life was at stake, so they immediately dropped their fishing rods and equipment, desperately ran over, but the young man's figure was no longer visible.

The vast river water, if he truly drowned, there was no knowing where to retrieve him, as this place was close to Chongming Island; it wouldn't be long before he'd be swept out to sea.

Just when everyone was in a panic, a turnaround appeared; the young man unexpectedly resurfaced again, returning to the shore.

He was very emotional, constantly shouting, "Hey, why are you ignoring me, I'm here for you, I've come for you!"

The old fellows immediately crowded around, pulling the young man ashore; he still struggled, seemingly wanting to jump into the river again, so they simply held him down and tied him up with fishing lines.

Then, neither fishing, they encircled the youth like life advisors, resolving his emotional issues.

For middle-aged men, talking about these matters was as much joy as fishing itself.

Everyone used themselves as examples, especially considering these days, getting out of bed early in the morning to fish by the river, the relationship with their wives couldn't be all that great.

Xue Liangliang found it somewhat ridiculous yet had to pretend to listen carefully, constantly "enlightened," then "sudden" and then "emotional," and finally "vowed."

The old men spoke till their mouths were dry yet enthusiastically, seeing the young fellow indeed saw through the vanity of love, they eventually untied the fishing lines for him.

Xue Liangliang thanked them repeatedly then ran away from the riverside.

As he left, the fisherman with a motorcycle followed him for a stretch to prevent him from finding another path to jump again.

In the end, Xue Liangliang simply got on that old fellow's bike, letting him take him to town, where he found a small shop that had just opened and picked up the phone.

Lu Yi answered the phone and went to call Xiao Yuan.

Xue Liangliang stood beside, pursing his lips and rubbing his hands, counting the seconds.

At that moment, the phone rang, and he quickly answered it.

"Hey, Brother Liangliang, it's me, Xiao Yuan."

"Xiao Yuan, my wife doesn't want me anymore!"

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