"You've already opened it. Why do you still want me to fold it back?" Jiang Yao pinched the stack of paper and estimated that it was indeed two-thirds of it. "I don't want to spend these two days folding these for you. Besides, folding a thousand paper cranes is very complicated, even if they are already creased. I won't be able to finish folding them in two days."
"I didn't ask you to do it in two days."
Lu Xingzhi was even more reluctant to let her work hard. "Take your time to fold them. You can even bring them to school. You can return them to me the next time I pick you up. Or, you can bring them back when you come home to look at the fruit trees in the yard. Even if I'm not home, you can come back here as you're my wife. No one will stop you."
"You've already looked at it. Why do you still want them folded again? Can't you leave it like that?" Jiang Yao noticed that he had used the word return.
Were those paper cranes divided between him and her?