Chapter 3: 2.1

“Huh?” The request was so explosive that Ye Mi was dumbfounded.

    “I’ve thought about it carefully, and I think our two ages are suitable, and our world views are similar, so I hope that in the future battles of life and marriage, I can become the most steady companions with Comrade Ye Mi.” Jing Ziheng looked honest and serious, as if he really thought so.

    But Ye Mi knew otherwise.

    “Is someone outside talking about me?” Seeing that Jing Ziheng likes to hit straight balls, Ye Mi also cut straight to the point.

    “…No, these are my personal thoughts.”
    Jing Ziheng lowered his eyes, and his gold-rimmed glasses blocked the expression in his clear and cold phoenix eyes.

    “Teacher Jing.” Jing Ziheng was a teacher in the village primary school, so Ye Mi deliberately called him this way: “You are not a person who can lie”

    The tips of the white and delicate ears turned red, but the handsome face was still tense.

    The two were relatively silent, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.

    Ye Mi snapped her fingers, then suddenly took out and stuffed two warmed one-yuan coins into Jing Ziheng’s palm, and solemnly thanked him. “Mr. Jing, thank you for saving me, and those food, I can’t accept your things for nothing.”

    The hands briefly touched each other, and they were separated as soon as they were met, and the soft and slippery feeling seemed to remain in the palms.

    Jing Ziheng subconsciously clenched his palm, wrapped the two coins in it, and opened his hand again after being scalded by the residual heat.

    “That’s too much.” He frowned and wanted to return the money to Ye Mi: “Those things are not worth so much money.”

    Ye Mi put her arms behind her back to prevent Jing Ziheng from getting it.

    “The extra is my thank you gift for saving my life.” She was a little embarrassed as she said it. “This thank you is a bit thin, I don’t have any money now, I will definitely give you another big gift if I have money in the future.”

    When talking about her lack of money, her attitude was very calm.

    “No need.” Things were a bit beyond Jing Ziheng’s expectations.

    He stopped his movements, looked at the girl in front of him carefully, and said with a serious expression, “Saving people is the right thing to do. No matter who falls, I will save them if I see them.”

    “I know, but I am the one you saved .”  I have to thank you.”
The two sides stubbornly insisted on their own views, neither would let the other win, and there was another silent confrontation.

    Until a cold wind blew.

    “Ahem…” I couldn’t hold back the itching in my throat.

    Even in the relatively warm southern regions, the power of winter is not covered.

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    The cold wind swished on the face like a knife, and it was painful. After only a short while of being outside, Ye Mi’s ears were red from the cold, and was so numb they lost sensation.

    “Cold?”

He hastily attempted to move closer to her., and suddenly remembered this could be considered taking advantage of a young, unmarried female , and his movement froze.

    “Go back.”

    Ye Mi turned around and followed subconsciously , back to the gate of the female educated youth courtyard.

    She thought that things would be the same as in the previous life, as they went their separate ways, but she didn’t expect that Jing Ziheng was unexpectedly persistent, he had not gotten a clear reply from Ye Mi, so he brought up the old matter again.

    “I’m serious about dating. Comrade Ye Mi, please think about it carefully.”

    The canned yellow peaches that had been lying safely in the pocket of his coat were suddenly taken out. It was quickly stuffed into a pair of soft and small hands.

    Afraid of being rejected again, the man walked away with big and steady steps, the hem of his clothes fluttered quickly, and he disappeared in an instant.

    “Hey..” Ye Mi’s shout disappeared into the howling cold wind.
    The sound of talking and laughing from far and near accompanied by chaotic footsteps inside the men and women two adjacent educated youth compound became lively.

    Everyone is back from work.

    Thinking of Ye Mi who was sick, Gao Yuan walked faster, and was the first to rush back to the courtyard. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled the scent of rice mixed with sweet potatoes, and her stomach that hadn’t eaten after working all day let out a hungry cry.

    “Hey, whose turn is it to cook today? So fragrant?”

    Zhang Xiaohong rushed in from behind Gao Yuan, took a deep breath exaggeratedly, and looked very hungry: “Can I have dinner? I have been working all day, and I’m starving to death.”

    “The porridge is ready, I’ll cut some pickles, and everyone will serve the porridge in their own bowls.” Ye Mi came out of the kitchen, still holding a kitchen knife.

    “You haven’t recovered from your illness. Rest well in the house these few days. We will do the cooking.” Gao Yuan snatched the kitchen knife from Yemi’s hand in disapproval, and drove her back to rest.

    “I’m fine.” Ye Mi tried to explain, but unfortunately, except for herself, none of the eleven female educated youths in the Girls Educated Youth Academy believed her.

    At that time, Ye Mi was carried back with the appearance of barely breathing. Everyone witnessed it with their own eyes. Many people were so scared that they still have lingering fears. How dare they let her have any more accidents.

    “Go and rest, I’ll share your porridge for you.”

    “Okay.”

    “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely give you the thickest bowl.”

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