Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 214 - 213 Afraid... My Ass

Chapter 214: Chapter 213 Afraid... My Ass

Beneath the light, Lin Nianhe saw Su Yuncheng’s ears quickly turning red.

She pursed her lips and chuckled softly, her eyes brimming with teasing.

Leaning close to him, she lifted a hand to pinch his earlobe: "Brother Yuncheng, are you feeling chilly? Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

The cool touch of her fingers stopped his body temperature from climbing further, refreshingly cool, like thirst-quenching tea.

Su Yuncheng caught her mischievous hand, his eyes darkening slightly: "Stop fooling around."

The boiling water in the pot bubbled with steam, blurring their intertwined gazes.

Lin Nianhe came back to her senses. In this era, speaking and acting this way could get her convicted of hooliganism without a face to claim her innocence.

She blinked, quickly hiding the teasing and flirtation in her eyes, trying to look as justified and confident as possible: "I’m just worried you might fall ill."

Having said that, she did not give Su Yuncheng the chance to respond, flicked her braid, and returned to the room, muttering under her breath: "So fierce, unappreciative of kindness."

If Sister Lan were here, she would surely say: Act! Just keep acting!

But Sister Lan wasn’t here, and Su Yuncheng would only say: "No, I didn’t yell at you, I... I did feel a bit cold on the way, I’m worried I might catch a cold and pass it on to you."

How could he blame her? She was just too concerned about him.

It was him who was overthinking and snapping at her... He really deserved to die for this!

Inside the room, Lin Nianhe covered her mouth with both hands, barely containing her laughter.

She didn’t reply, climbed onto the kang (heated bed) and opened the kang cabinet, searching for something.

Su Yuncheng couldn’t hear her response and thought he had really upset her; he left the tangled noodles in the pot and followed her into the room.

"Nianhe, I..."

"Found it."

Lin Nianhe took out a palm-sized glass bottle, turned around to see him coming in, and shook the bottle, smiling at him: "Vitamins, take these with you, eat a couple when you’re free."

Su Yuncheng stopped in his tracks.

So she had run into the room, not to throw a tantrum, but to find medicine for him?

Having been in Public Security for two years, Comrade Su Yuncheng had entirely forgotten - it was Lin Nianhe who went into the room first, and he mentioned being ill afterwards!

However, even if he had remembered, he would probably still think that Lin Nianhe had anticipated it.

A person blinded by love, their soul entirely follows their beloved.

Whatever she does is right.

Su Yuncheng watched her, tenderness in his eyes almost spilling out, he nodded: "Okay, I’ll take them."

He stepped forward to take the bottle of vitamins, and then gently pushed her back into the quilt: "Be good, lie down for a while."

"Okay." Lin Nianhe chuckled lightly and squinted her eyes, pulling up the quilt to cover her face.

She didn’t stay wrapped up for long; Su Yuncheng’s noodles were ready soon after.

He asked, "Nianhe, do you want to eat a bit more?"

Lin Nianhe, lying in the quilt reading a book, answered: "No, just get me a cup of water."

"Okay."

Su Yuncheng soon brought the noodles in, placed the bowl and chopsticks on the desk, and took away her enamel basin.

"Sit up to read, it’s bad for your eyes." He placed the enamel basin on the edge of the kang, glancing at the book she was reading.

A third-grade mathematics textbook.

Su Yuncheng asked in confusion: "Aren’t you teaching first grade?"

"Yes, I am, but didn’t I tell you about Niuwa," Lin Nianhe spoke while wrapping herself in the blanket and sitting up. She took the basin with both hands, had a sip, then continued talking, "The kid learns so quickly, if I don’t keep up, it’s hard to teach him."

She wrapped herself up tightly, like a little snowman.

Su Yuncheng pulled the chair over to the side of the desk, at just the right angle to look up and see her.

He said: "I brought back some books for you, I’ll give them to you at daybreak."

"Great."

Lin Nianhe drank water, Su Yuncheng ate noodles.

Lin Nianhe slowly sipped her water four or five times, Su Yuncheng had already put down his chopsticks.

Lin Nianhe: "Are you in a hurry?"

Su Yuncheng: "I’m used to it."

"Eating too fast is bad for your stomach," Lin Nianhe said.

"Okay, I’ll pay attention next time." Su Yuncheng took the bowl and chopsticks out and then came back, saying to Lin Nianhe, "It’s too late; let’s not wash the dishes now, to avoid disturbing others."

He was feeling very guilty at the moment, being in Lin Nianhe’s room in the dead of night—if others found out, her reputation would be destroyed.

Lin Nianhe nodded, "So, you’re leaving now?"

"Yeah." Su Yuncheng hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"Continue to stand outside as punishment?"

"...Yeah."

Lin Nianhe glanced at him and said, "You’ve already caught a cold and still want to go stand outside, aren’t you afraid of getting sick and affecting the task at hand?"

Su Yuncheng understood her meaning and whispered, "It’s not proper for me to stay overnight here, it’s bad for your reputation."

"Who would come out in the middle of the night? And also..."

Lin Nianhe’s eyes shone brightly; she stretched out a small hand from under the covers and hooked his shirt hem, saying, "I just had a nightmare, I’m scared."

Her saying she was scared obliterated his rationality.

Su Yuncheng almost instantly made a decision: "Then I’ll wait until you fall asleep before I leave."

Lin Nianhe nodded, "Okay."

To show she had no ulterior motives, after saying this, she lay down.

But she stopped Su Yuncheng from turning off the light, "Don’t turn off the light, it’s too dark and unsettling."

"Okay." Su Yuncheng sat by the table, facing her as she lay down.

After a while, he said, "Close your eyes."

Lin Nianhe shook her head, "Can’t sleep, talk to me, will you?"

"About what?"

"Anything."

"Okay."

...

Su Yuncheng thought, his brow furrowing ever tighter.

Lin Nianhe watched him, sighing softly in her heart.

She really had put him in quite the predicament.

She simply found a topic herself: "The one you’re going to find, is it Comrade Feng Yuanshan from the commune?"

"Yeah, that’s right." Su Yuncheng nodded, with a nearly imperceptible frown at his brow.

Feng Yuanshan was responsible for education; he had never dealt with this person before and there was no trust, many things were inconvenient to discuss.

Lin Nianhe said, "If it’s him, then there shouldn’t be a problem."

"Oh? You know him?"

Su Yuncheng was somewhat surprised.

She had only been down in the countryside for three months, how could she know everyone?

Lin Nianhe, resting on her arm, recounted everything Feng Yuanshan had said and done during the last meeting she attended.

From the meeting, the conversation naturally shifted to the school, from the school, to the commotion during the report today, and then to Wu Genmao, the root of all evil...

When Lin Nianhe felt somewhat tired of talking, she picked up her watch and saw—

Great, it was four fifteen.

She said, "You probably really should go, they’ll be waking up soon, but you can take a walk around before you come back."

Su Yuncheng finally noticed the time.

He was slightly annoyed and surprised that he hadn’t noticed how time had slipped by.

He stood up and asked her, "Do you want to sleep a bit?"

"Not now." Lin Nianhe sat up, hugging the blanket, and asked back, "Are you going back to town? Take me with you for a bit; I need to check on Sister Lan and Xiao Cailan."

"Alright, then I’ll bring you your books."

Su Yuncheng left in a bit of a rush, Lin Nianhe didn’t go out to see him off, and soon she heard the sound of him climbing over the wall.

She took out a cup of coffee, sipping it while muttering to herself in confusion—

"So, who exactly was Uncle Team Leader trying to keep out with those glass shards he set up?"