The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 817 - 786 "Wanting to Come Out

Chapter 817: Chapter 786 "Wanting to Come Out

But Qi Zhengmin was worried.

They had lunch at a newly opened restaurant at noon, and the food was indeed delicious.

He Tiantian even packed four authentic braised pork meatballs, each as big as a man’s fist.

That was just Tiantian’s way, she would always bring food home for her family if she found something tasty while eating out.

If it had been any other day, Qi Zhengmin would have done the same, but now her mind was filled with thoughts of Qi Zhenghan and Zhang Mengmeng.

She hoped to return home early as she had many questions to seek answers from her brother.

After lunch, Qi Zhengmin dropped off He Tiantian and the two kids at their home before she left, quickly driving back to her own house.

He Tiantian could tell that Qi Zhengmin was preoccupied with something and didn’t try to stop or comfort her, especially when it was related to Qi Zhenghan, she didn’t plan to ask more.

Once married, one should be conscious of their married status.

When she got home, Qi Zhengmin sat on the living room sofa, waiting for her brother to come home.

It wasn’t until 6:30 in the evening that she finally saw Qi Zhenghan return.

"Have you eaten?" Qi Zhenghan asked. "I’ve got some snacks here, do you want some?"

Qi Zhengmin put down the magazine in her hand, took the snacks, and said, "Thank you, brother!"

"Haven’t had dinner yet?" Qi Zhenghan asked. "Shall I get someone to make you a bowl of noodles?"

"No need, brother," Qi Zhengmin said. "Don’t you have something to talk to me about today?"

Qi Zhenghan was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Just like you saw, I was on a date with a girl."

A date!

Brother admitted it!

"Normally I should be happy that you met a girl who moves your heart, but I’m somewhat worried," Qi Zhengmin quietly said, looking at Qi Zhenghan, trying to discern something from her brother’s expression.

"Worried about what?" Qi Zhenghan laughed. "I’m older than you, you don’t need to worry about me."

Qi Zhengmin thought it over and decided to speak frankly.

"Brother, do you really like that girl?" Qi Zhengmin asked. Her brother was so good; she didn’t want him to become a man who was irresponsible in relationships.

"I’m somewhat moved," Qi Zhenghan nodded. Now he would often think of Zhang Mengmeng; that must be like, right?

"Is it because she resembles Sister Tiantian?" Qi Zhengmin inquired, really hoping not to receive an affirmative answer, nervously looking at her brother.

Resembled He Tiantian?

At first, it was indeed because she resembled He Tiantian that he paid more attention and visited several times.

"Do you think so too?" Qi Zhenghan asked. "Does she really look that similar?"

"Yes, quite similar, at least four points out of ten," Qi Zhengmin said. "If you’re only approaching her because she resembles Sister Tiantian, then that’s not love, it’s just a substitute, and it will end up hurting both you and her." Qi Zhengmin continued, hoping her brother could see his true feelings clearly.

Qi Zhenghan smiled, stepped forward, patted his sister’s head, and said, "Zhengmin, thank you for your concern. At first, I approached Zhang Mengmeng because she resembled He Tiantian, and I wanted to see her more because I wanted to see He Tiantian but had no excuse. However, over these past few months, I’ve found myself thinking less of He Tiantian and more of Zhang Mengmeng. I don’t know if this is love, or how long it will last, but I want to try. If I don’t try, I’ll never move on."

Qi Zhenghan’s voice was calm, but to Qi Zhengmin, it was like a thunderclap.

Qi Zhengmin hugged her brother, choking up, "Brother, I’m sorry."

Her words must have made her brother very sad.

The feeling of unrequited love is excruciating.

She had experienced it and understood what it felt like.

She had come to terms with it and found relief.

Her brother had liked Sister Tiantian for a long time, yet he could never move on.

"You’re also doing it for my sake," Qi Zhenghan patted his sister’s back. "You’ve grown so much, yet you still cry, not afraid that your brother will laugh at you?"

"As long as brother is okay, I don’t mind how you tease me," Qi Zhengmin cooed. "Brother, I’m happy that you’re willing to try to get out there. If I could do it, my amazing brother definitely can too."

"Yes, I’ll try," Qi Zhenghan said seriously, his expression gentle.

Qi Zhengmin wiped her tears and said, "Brother, before you’re sure of your own feelings, don’t get intimate with that girl. This isn’t the United States or Paris, this is China; girls are conservative here..."

"I know," Qi Zhenghan said. "I want to find a wife who loves and understands me, not a tool for gratification."

Seeing that her brother could speak so earnestly, Qi Zhengmin was no longer worried and chose to trust her brother.

Qi Zhenghan returned to his room, lay down on the bed, and rested with closed eyes.

He Tiantian?

Zhang Mengmeng?

The words and actions of these two women flickered through Qi Zhenghan’s mind.

He noticed many differences.

He Tiantian was very beautiful, appealing, and also sincere in her interactions, but since her heart was already given to another man, she had closed herself off, ignoring the adoration from other suitors, offering only kinship and friendship.

Therefore, from the beginning, Qi Zhenghan knew that he had never truly entered He Tiantian’s heart.

He Tiantian’s heart and actions were also pushing away his attempts to get close.

Beyond kinship and friendship, there was nothing else.

Sometimes, he felt that He Tiantian’s heart was made of stone, incredibly hard.

Zhang Mengmeng was clearly experiencing the dawning of love, expressing everything through her eyes, expressions, and body language.

She would secretly watch him.

She would secretly think of him.

She would secretly like him.

That pure gaze, timid yet passionate adoration, was something Qi Zhenghan yearned for.

So he softened, wanting to get closer.

He wanted to grasp this speck of light and fluttering heart, to step out of the frustration of unreciprocated desire.

Let nature take its course!

After returning home, He Tiantian put the day’s events behind her, as she was too busy with accounts to review and homework to grade.

With her own matters hardly taken care of, where would she find the energy to meddle in the affairs of others?

However, in the following days, whenever Zhang Mengmeng encountered He Tiantian at school, she would blush and scurry away like a child who had done something naughty.

Zhang Mengmeng was an adult and had her own way of thinking and freedom.

He Tiantian wouldn’t interfere.

As the new class head, He Tiantian had many responsibilities.

However, to nurture her students and also to be able to delegate work, she would assign most of the duties to her students.

Sometimes they did very well, other times not so perfectly, but He Tiantian never got angry.

For those who did well, He Tiantian gave praise; for those who didn’t, she would analyze the tasks with everyone and find more reasonable methods.

In this way, both teachers and students could progress.

At the same time, He Tiantian encouraged students to write, submit articles, and even create novels.

The class was divided into several groups, and everyone could choose what they liked and were good at, to complete their own works. He Tiantian also found several teachers to serve as judges, selecting the best to be rewarded and recommended for publication.