Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 114 - 113: The Protective Urge with Nowhere to Go

Chapter 114: Chapter 113: The Protective Urge with Nowhere to Go

"Twenty minutes, and she’s back."

"Wow, she looked like she was going to face death when she left, now she’s all smiles like a flower."

"Xiao Lan, I feel like I could ask her to lend me five hundred bucks now, and she would willingly do it without even asking for an IOU."

Wen Lan was searching all over for a melon: "What? What are you babbling about? What’s happened to Hezi again? What’s wrong now?"

Wang Shumei shook her head in despair: "Nothing, just go back to your reading."

After saying that, she glanced back at Wang Xue.

Indeed, she wasn’t the only one feeling something was amiss.

Wang Xue sat on a small stool, slowly biting into a steamed bun, chewing so hard her cheeks puffed in and out.

Wang Shumei was not worried at all that she would do anything to Lin Nianhe, she looked away and turned around, she too wanted to read now.

In the backyard, Su Yuncheng ate a bowl of porridge with pickles, looking up to see the neatly stacked cans on the table, he made small talk: "Those cans were brought back from the provincial city by a colleague, if you like them, next time I’ll buy more for you."

The economy in Harbin at this time was quite good; the Cooperative Society there had a lot of fresh stuff.

Lin Nianhe uttered a "Hmm," casually taking a can of lychee.

"Let me do it."

"Click."

Lin Nianhe looked at the spoon in his hand, then at the can lid that had been pried loose, feigned calm as he handed it to Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng: "..."

His misplaced protective instinct.

Su Yuncheng silently twisted open the can lid and handed it back to her.

Lin Nianhe forced a compliment: "That’s impressive."

Su Yuncheng: "..."

The small talk couldn’t go on.

Lin Nianhe scooped out a lychee and passed the spoon to him: "Here, you try."

The sweet fragrance of the canned lychee lingered in the air, and behind the pale flesh of the fruit was her face, even tenderer than the lychees.

Su Yuncheng’s eyes darkened.

His hand holding the spoon handle moved forward, the fruity scent grew stronger.

Su Yuncheng swallowed slightly and leaned in to take the spoon.

He couldn’t taste the flavor of the lychee; all he saw was his own reflection magnified in her eyes.

Yet she still asked: "Is it good?"

He nodded vaguely, swallowing the sweetness in his mouth, and hurriedly changed the subject: "I’m going back to the office now. Don’t go into the town recently, be good."

His reaction made Lin Nianhe giggle, she nodded: "Okay."

"Well, I’m off."

"Be careful out there."

"Sure."

Su Yuncheng left, carrying the little girl’s concern with him, not until he got back to the police station and opened his pack to see the money and dried meat did he start to wonder—

Was her closeness just to dazzle him, make his head spin, and forget to give her the money?

Probably not, she just innocently wanted to share a lychee, just cared about him simply.

Su Yuncheng’s lips couldn’t help but curve upwards, prompting his colleagues one by one to leave the room filled with a strange atmosphere.

He saw their reactions, but Su Yuncheng couldn’t be bothered.

"Ding-a-ling-ling—"

"Brother Cheng, your phone!"

Su Yuncheng responded, tucking the paper-wrapped package into the drawer of his desk and twisting the lock before getting up to answer the phone.

"Hello, who is it?"

"It’s your mom."

In Jingshan Courtyard in Beijing, Mrs. Su sat by the phone, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

"Hm, Mom."

Hearing her son’s light tone on the other end, Mrs. Su clenched her teeth and scolded softly: "What’s going on over there?"

Her meaning was clear: come on, confess honestly.

Su Yuncheng feigned confusion: "Hm? What do you mean?"

The little rascal won’t play ball, Mrs. Su, distressed about the phone bill and unwilling to beat around the bush, got straight to the point: "Hehe! Your father mentioned yesterday that you got Hehe a bicycle and said it was a ticket from home, what exactly are you thinking?"

Su Yuncheng: "I’m thinking of abducting her to be your daughter-in-law."

"Hehe is someone I’ve watched grow up since she was a child... Huh? Daughter-in-law?" Mrs. Su was stunned for a moment, then she immediately denied, "At your age, you can’t even speak properly. How could Hehe fancy you? Tell me the truth, what exactly happened? Is there something wrong with Hehe?"

Su Yuncheng: "..."

He told the truth, but his mom didn’t believe him.

"Speak up!"

"I already did."

"I told you to tell the truth!"

"It is the truth."

"Forget it, I knew I couldn’t get the truth out of you." Mrs. Su gave up, "Just remember, Hehe is someone I’ve watched grow up since she was a child, just like your own sister. She’s alone outside now, if anything happens, you have to protect her, understand?"

"...Understand."

Mrs. Su sighed, then after a moment asked: "What have you been busy with lately? You haven’t called home in a while."

Su Yuncheng: "I can’t say."

Mrs. Su: "..."

"Dial tone..."

The call was disconnected.

Su Yuncheng put down the phone, subconsciously touching his face.

He’s five years older than her; it’s not a small age gap.

Would she mind?

...

"Mind you? How could I!" Lin Nianhe tried to open her eyes wide, attempting to persuade this unreasonable guy with her earnest gaze.

Wen Lan snapped the paper in her hand crisply: "Then why don’t you look at my essay?"

Lin Nianhe: "...Afraid of shortening my life span."

"Lin Nianhe! Let’s fight!"

"Whoa! We’re all civilized people here, let’s argue without getting physical!"

Lin Nianhe swiftly ducked behind Wang Shumei, gripping her shoulders and using her as a human shield, her mentality of sacrificing her teammate rather than herself painfully obvious.

Wang Shumei immediately panicked: "Hey hey hey, Lin Nianhe, you little ingrate, don’t hide behind me!"

She dodged while raising her hands to cover her face, afraid that Wen Lan might accidentally scratch her.

"Don’t hide!" Wen Lan stormed in aggressively.

Wang Shumei, in her self-defense, grabbed Lin Nianhe’s hand that was holding onto her.

But Lin Nianhe suddenly withdrew her hand and pushed Wang Shumei into Wen Lan’s arms, then turned and fled, swiftly climbing over the wall with a couple of steps.

Wen Lan: "...!"

Wang Shumei: "That escape proficiency... How many beatings has she suffered."

Behind the wall, Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the dust on her hands, curled her lips, and walked toward the riverside.

It was hot, and the cool river water felt exceptionally comfortable as it brushed her fingertips.

Lin Nianhe flicked the water droplets from her fingertips, found a flat large rock to sit on, and took a piece of coconut candy from her pocket and popped it into her mouth.

Sunlight pierced through the leaves, casting speckled patches of light. Birds chirped continuously in the woods, and occasionally, the faint sound of insects could be heard.

Lin Nianhe started to feel sleepy, and she simply lay back on the rock to doze off.

"Rustling..."

The sound of rustling leaves grew closer, and a few droplets of water landed on her face.

Lin Nianhe smacked her lips, still with her eyes closed: "You didn’t bring Sister Lan here, did you?"

Wang Shumei chuckled as she approached, leaning on the rock, "Just coincidentally, Principal Wu is here, and Xiao Lan is showing her an essay, too busy to bother with you."

Lin Nianhe opened her eyes, her gaze complicated as she looked at Wang Shumei: "Sister Shumei, you know Principal Wu is in poor health, why didn’t you stop her?"

"Whatever happens, Xiao Lan wouldn’t hit Principal Wu."

"I’m worried Principal Wu might be aggravated by her."

"..."

After a brief silence, Lin Nianhe sat up.

She glanced around, seeing no one else, then leaned over to whisper into Wang Shumei’s ear: "Does your brother pass by the town when he delivers goods?"

"Of course." Wang Shumei looked at her puzzledly, "Why?"

"When is your brother coming next time?"

"Five days later."

"Since that’s the case..."