Chapter 108: Lin Jingyue Told Me You Were Here

Lin Jingyue was dressed in a thick padded coat and was about to head out when Jiang Xun noticed the light in her room and knocked on the door.

She opened it. “You’re leaving? I’ll see you off.”

“It’s freezing. Get back on the bed.” Jiang Xun pulled her inside and closed the door behind him.

After tucking Lin Jingyue into the blankets, he lowered his head and fixed his deep eyes on her. “Don’t go. I’ll be back after the New Year. You’ll be going to Anshi City on your own, so be careful. Take good care of yourself in everything…”

He kept talking and talking. At first Lin Jingyue found it amusing, but by the end she was warmed through with a tenderness that settled in her chest. She listened with complete seriousness.

Only after he had finished everything he meant to tell her did he stop, his gaze falling on her face.

Lin Jingyue felt her cheeks grow hot under his stare and could not help sitting up. “Fine, I won’t see you off. But you have to wear the scarf.”

She reached for the black scarf she had finished knitting the night before and wrapped it around Jiang Xun’s neck.

He had deliberately gone without a scarf today for this very moment. The soft warmth of it carried the girl’s feelings.

His heart tightened with a sweet, aching fullness.

Just as Lin Jingyue was about to speak, she suddenly found herself gathered into an embrace that still held a trace of cold.

Her mind stalled for a beat.

The hands around her waist were strong, drawing her tightly against him. Breathing in the clean scent on his body, Lin Jingyue felt an unprecedented sense of steadiness.

She lifted her arms around his neck and leaned in a little closer. “Jiang Xun, I don’t think I ever told you this. I like you. I like you very much.”

Her voice was soft and sweet, and in that instant Jiang Xun’s gaze changed. It was as if fireworks had suddenly burst open inside his chest.

Instinctively, he tightened his arms, and for a moment he felt an almost overwhelming urge to take his girl home with him.

“You have to take care of yourself too. See you after the New Year,” Lin Jingyue whispered by his ear.

Jiang Xun’s heart melted at once, and he had the strange feeling that he had forgotten what year it was.

It was only when someone knocked at the door that he finally came back to himself. Releasing her from his arms, he looked at her with the corners of his eyes flushed red, his expression full of restless longing.

Seeing the intensity of his feelings, Lin Jingyue could not deny that she was delighted.

She smiled mischievously. “All right, if you don’t need me to see you out, then hurry up and go. You’ll be late in a moment.”

“Mm.” Jiang Xun squeezed her hand. “I’ll come back as soon as I can after the New Year.”

He wanted to be with his girl every second of every day.

He would not go home for the New Year next year.

“Okay.”

Just as Lin Jingyue was about to push him away and tell him to go, he suddenly bent down and brushed a light kiss across her cheek. Then he withdrew at once, his eyes bright and shimmering, and lowered his voice. “Jingyue, I like you too. Very much. Very, very much.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned, opened the door, and left in one smooth motion.

Watching the closed door, Lin Jingyue was stunned for a moment, then her mouth twitched hard.

With an exasperated groan, she buried herself beneath the quilt and rolled back and forth.

After a few more frustrated sounds, she sat up in resignation.

This was infuriating. She had not even fully felt it, and it was already over. What was she supposed to do now? Even after two lifetimes, she still had never experienced a first kiss—what exactly was that supposed to feel like?

Thinking about it, Jiang Xun’s lips came to mind: not too thin, not too full, but with a certain sexy press when he held them together.

She paused, then covered her face.

What on earth was she thinking? Had she gone mad?

...

On the other side, Xie Yunzhen and Zhou Yan noticed that Jiang Xun had been in high spirits the entire way, and now and then he would even laugh out loud.

Had he found money or something?

After Jiang Xun left, Lin Jingyue also prepared to depart. She packed a few things at random, then put all the valuables in the room into her spatial storage.

She even took the quilts.

There had been thefts at the sent-down youth compound before; it was better to be careful.

She did not forget the food either.

Her ticket was for seven in the morning, so she had to go to the city a day early and spend the night at the guesthouse.

Lin Jingyue went to the brigade office to get a letter of introduction and sweet-talked her way into two extra copies.

By the time the brigade leader came to his senses, she was already gone.

...

Having obtained the letters, Lin Jingyue headed back in high spirits, only to be blocked halfway home.

On the only road back, people were pulling and tugging at each other.

She narrowed her eyes when she saw Sun Zhiyuan grabbing Wang Xueping.

How strange. Was the original destined pair really that powerful? Shouldn’t the man who had been forced to marry Wang Xueping have felt relieved after the wedding fell through?

Lin Xinrou might not have been any good, but what was Sun Zhiyuan doing now?

“Comrade Wang, Xueping, I, I’ve been…” Sun Zhiyuan’s face twisted with pain.

Wang Xueping’s expression changed. She was about to speak when she suddenly heard Yang Ming’s voice. “Then it seems you were dreaming, Comrade Sun. What do you think you’re doing, grabbing my wife like that? Planning to harass her?”

Yang Ming’s voice was cold, colder even than the frost on the ground.

Wang Xueping hurriedly looked over and was about to explain, but Yang Ming gave her a glance.

Though anxious, she swallowed her words.

Yang Ming pulled her free from Sun Zhiyuan’s grasp. “My wife is pregnant. If anything happens to her because of you, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Sun Zhiyuan had already snapped back to his senses when Yang Ming arrived. He looked dazedly at the two of them, only feeling the scene before him was painfully eye-searing.

Yet he did not dare do anything. An indecency charge alone would be enough to ruin him.

“Comrade Sun, this may be the Green Hill Brigade, but it is not a place where the branch secretary can cover the sky with one hand.” Yang Ming gave him one more look before helping Wang Xueping leave.

The two of them looked remarkably harmonious from behind.

Sun Zhiyuan’s face cracked inch by inch.

“Yang Ming, I didn’t…” Wang Xueping began anxiously once they were far enough away, but Yang Ming stopped her.

“I know. He had bad intentions.” He had seen the situation clearly just now.

And he trusted his wife.

“Still, I won’t let you go out alone next time.” Heaven knew how frightened he had been a moment ago.

In that bitter cold, if Sun Zhiyuan had lost control, then...

Wang Xueping was given his complete and utter trust, and her eyes burned with sudden warmth. In this life, she truly was blessed.

When they returned to the compound, Yang Ming glanced toward Lin Jingyue’s room. Wang Xueping followed his gaze in confusion, but there was no one there.

After they entered the room, Yang Ming explained, “Lin the educated youth told me you were there.”

Wang Xueping’s expression instantly grew complicated.

As for the whole matter, Lin Jingyue did not take it to heart at all.

The next day, after sleeping in enough, she set out at last and rode the brigade’s ox cart.

“Lin comrade, are you going home for the New Year too?” Aunt Liu asked with a bright, familiar smile when she saw her.

No matter how many times Lin Jingyue had tormented her, she still regarded Lin Jingyue as her first love.

I still owe yesterday’s update; I’ll make it up tomorrow, so don’t be afraid, haha. I’m not abandoning the story.