Bai Fumei in the ’70s Chapter 112
Translated by Serena Love
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Snuunuu warning~
After a while, Zhao Lanxiang fell to the bed with him. He pressed her hand, and she had to stare at him with surprised eyes.
She only wanted to feed He Songbai some milk, but today's atmosphere is too good. The night is too beautiful, and the lights are so soft. The man in front of her is so handsome and strong that her heart is beating and pounding with an itch. Such a great figure was not possible for her old man.
He Songbai hugged her waist, which was slender and soft, and he grabbed it hard.
After grabbing, he rubbed her.
Zhao Lanxiang thought, if his conscience found that he was willing to stop, she would discover it.
But this night, as if He Songbai's conscience had run away from home, he was slowly unbuttoning her clothes.
His breath was very quick, as if he was in a dream, with a fascinating and pious face.
He said, "Don't move. I'll just take a look."
Believe in your evil.
[T/N: "Believe in your evil" in Wuhan dialect is equivalent to saying "yeah, right" in English sarcastically. It usually refers to someone who doesn't speak or act according to usual, and it was unexpected.]
He Songbai really couldn't look directly at her wet eyes lying on the bed. Her clear and pure eyes seemed to make his dirty thoughts clear.
But he couldn't help it, and his fingers followed the magical instinct in his heart. When he saw the dazzling whiteness and touched the woman's soft and fragrant skin, his spine seemed to be electrified.
He was awake, and his drunkenness was almost gone.
He Songbai gazed at the beauty that belonged to him alone, took a deep breath near her, and shivered uncontrollably.
"You are beautiful." He said hoarsely.
In the late-night of midwinter, the north wind screamed out of the window. The cold and rapid winter rain rustled on the ground in the middle of the night.
Inside the house, there are warm spring colors melts together with the warm sweet fragrance belonging to the women.
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During the day, Zhao Lanxiang woke up and found that He Songbai had already gotten up.
She bitterly frowned deeply.
Zhao Lanxiang closed her eyes and embraced the quilt full of the man's smell and slept again. In the winter, everyone loves to sleep. Even grandma and big sister are no exception.
He Songbai called her up, but he moved her cautiously like a thief and secretly sent her back to her room while others were not paying attention.
He said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be like this."
Although they did not go through the last step, he already defiled her purity. He Songbai remembered the vow he made when he promised to be her boyfriend. At this moment, he thought of it like a hot slap on his face.
He lowered his head and dared not look at her eyes.
He said, "Wait until Spring. I will come to your house to propose. I..."
Zhao Lanxiang responded with a smile, "Okay."
He Songbai said, "Since you wake up, you can wake up and eat breakfast."
After Zhao Lanxiang had finished washing, he brought some noodles that had just come out of the pot to her. He watched her little pink mouth sip noodles in a mouthful. She was delicate and gentle, and finally ate up a whole bowl of noodles. He Songbai felt that his heart was full.
He said, "I have to return the books while the university is on holiday. I will go today and help you buy the train ticket on the way."
Zhao Lanxiang thought that she also had nothing to do and said, "I want to go too. We can bring some special products from here to my parents."
He Songbai nodded and agreed. He packed some thick books into his backpack and let his girlfriend go in his bike first.
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Zhao Lanxiang came to X University, and she said, "The book I got for you was also borrowed from here."
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He Songbai put away the bicycle and pulled out the book, "Teacher Gu introduced me to this university. His friend is the principal of X University. There is a library here to find books, but it is too strict. You wait here. I will go back as soon as possible."
Thinking that returning the book could not be delayed, Zhao Lanxiang responded, "Hurry up and go back."
He Songbai nodded.
He handed the book back to the principal Fu, who was an old man and was not very kind.
He asked sternly, "Your college entrance examination results are out? Have you applied for X?"
He Songbai answered honestly, "No."
Principal Fu was very dissatisfied with his answer but said nothing.
He Songbai shuttled through the empty campus. When he came here before, he saw these workers, peasants, and soldiers coming and going and was very envious.
But he will also be one of them. This time, he finally felt that he was not an outsider.
He took a circle before returning to his bike. He Songbai thought about turning into the trail so at least he could save half of the distance.
The trail is fragrant from dead branches and leaves spread all over the ground. There will be a rustling sound when you step on it.
He Songbai unexpectedly met Wu Yong.
He helped a female student to walk. It was raining last night. The muddy trails were slippery and wet. When he saw He Songbai, he widens his eyes in surprise. Then he also slipped and fell over.
He Songbai hurried up and helped both of them up.
He grabbed Wu Yong's thin hand, and his rough thumb pinched Wu Yong's shoulder, which prevented Wu Yong from falling on his face.
This... touch, He Songbai froze for a moment, and he withdrew his hand.
Wu Yong picked up his glasses that fell on the ground but happened to fall on the thick leaves without breaking.
He Songbai asked the female student, "Didn't you fall? What's the matter?
Wu Yong said, "She suddenly felt dizzy, and I helped out--"
He hadn't finished speaking yet, and a meteor-like punch flew hard at his face.
"Ah-hitting someone -" the stunned and dizzy female student screamed and quickly pulled away He Songbai.
"What's wrong with you?"
He Songbai finally let go of his hand and put down the cruel words, "You better keep it tight, don't let me catch your tail."
Wu Yong crawled up from the ground in embarrassment. He covered his broken lens with his hand. "What are you talking about?"
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Zhao Lanxiang waited for a long time without seeing He Songbai. She put the bicycle outside the door and walked into the campus by herself. The bicycle has been registered at the police station this year, and people would be afraid to steal it.
After two steps, she saw He Songbai approaching head-on.
He was holding a hot corn cob in his hand, and both handed it to Zhao Lanxiang.
"Are you hungry? Eat it."
As he had passed the level intimacy of last night, his posture was lower, and he was more courteous. It used to be that he would give her one, and each person would eat one at a time, but now he handed her both.
Zhao Lanxiang gave him one, and he ate the corn in three bites.
"Go, let's go back."
Zhao Lanxiang was sitting behind his bicycle and hugged his sturdy and strong waist. His broad shoulders were warm and secure. She asked, "How come you took so long just now?"
He Songbai made an excuse a long time ago, "I went to buy two corns."
Zhao Lanxiang asked no more. They bought two pieces of cloth in the department store in the city, totaling nine feet long, and also bought a thermos.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "The one at home has been unable to keep warm for a long time. If you change a thermos, you don't need to heat hot water often in winter. Granny can drink easily."
He Songbai bought two and also bought two pounds of fruit candy.
Sweets such as caramel, nougat, and sesame candy are cheaper, but fruit-flavored sugar is an industrial product. Not only is it expensive, but you also need an industrial ticket. In Zhao Lanxiang's view, the taste is not as good as artisanal sugar, but people are looking for something fresh. If you eat fruit candy for New Year's Day, your family will have a face.
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Needless to say, like chocolate candy and toffee, there is price but no market. It is rarely sold here.
Zhao Lanxiang had an orange flavor in her mouth. While they stopped by the mountain road to rest, she kissed Song Songbai.
"Does it taste sweet or not?"
"Sweet." His eyebrows contained warmth that was too thick to melt away.
In the afternoon, He Songbai returned the bicycle to his friend in the city and took her on the bus. After arriving in the county town, they went to Li Zhong's house for a meal and took out his own Phoenix bike.
After tossing for so long, they approached home at dusk.
Zhao Lanxiang was so tired that she washed her face and immediately went back to bed. He Songbai put the bicycle away but walked straight to the bullpen.
Hu Xianzhi fell asleep next to the heater. Gu Huaijin added firewood by the stove, and from time to time, he dug the sweet potatoes buried inside to see if it was cooked.
His hair is gray, and he has got a lot of silver hair since he first came to Hezi village last year. The coal fire shone on his face, vaguely illuminating the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. His face squinting slightly. He looked contented and old.
He Songbai walked over and whispered to him, "I have something to say. Come with me."
Gu Huaijin glared at the stinky boy and said angrily, "I'm roasting sweet potatoes. What mysterious secrets can't be said here?"
Sweet potato is definitely a boring food for rural people, but this year, Zhao Lanxiang was entrusted by Gu Shuoming to take care of Gu Huaijin's food. Although he was not allowed to eat meat, Gu Huaijin also followed whatever the He family eat, and also have some malted milk to supplement nutrition. Gu Huaijin didn't like the taste of sweet potatoes, but he often roasted a few in winter to get rid of the freezing cold.
He Songbai told him in a low voice.
Gu Huaijin immediately gave up his beloved roasted sweet potatoes and followed He Songbai.
On an inconspicuous little soil slope somewhere, He Songbai had a long conversation with Gu Huaijin. As if He Songbai's mouth just stabbed him with a knife, Gu Huaijin's expression suddenly changed.
He Songbai said lightly, "Why, can't you believe me?"
Gu Huaijin shook his head. At this moment, his mind turned to the burning ashes on the mountain last winter. Gu Huaijin was never a person who didn't know how to repay gratitude. He was saved by that person somehow, but he resisted from the bottom of his heart and didn't want to think about it. Hu Xianzhi mentioned Wu Yong's case many times, Gu Huaijin was able to help him, but he procrastinated and only answered perfunctorily.
What is owed or not owed is an excuse. He Songbai is not a student, and he could still come and go freely in the library of X University?
"If you are right, this person is abominable." He said for a long time after being silent.
"All the sage's books he read went into a dog's stomach."
He Songbai breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Quickly write a report letter to your old friend, this kind of person must not stay in school."
Gu Huaijin promised solemnly and soon wrote a letter with anger inside his stomach.
But next to the warm fire, the sleeping figure was long gone.
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