Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 352 - 351: Do you want it? Do you really want it?

Chapter 352: Chapter 351: Do you want it? Do you really want it?

Sie Yufei hadn’t even become the wolf of the new recruits’ barracks before he first turned into the dog of the Ten Miles Team.

He was carrying two bags of white rabbit milk candy when he saw the back of a tree at the village entrance and collapsed onto the hot soil of the Ten Miles Team.

By then, it was already noon.

Lin Nianhe had carried a small stool to sit under the big tree at the village entrance, eating the sweet and sour Southern pears, and kindly reminded the tongue-lolling Sie Yufei, "Little Fourth Sie, you just finished running, you can’t lie down directly, it’s bad for your body."

Sie Yufei was panting and gave Lin Nianhe the whites of his eyes.

Seeing the half pear in her hand, Sie Yufei mustered his last bit of strength and trembled as he reached out to her.

Lin Nianhe dodged backward: "What are you doing?"

Sie Yufei quivered and said, "Pear..."

"Yep, it’s indeed a pear, really delicious," Lin Nianhe suppressed a mischievous smile.

"Pear..."

"Mhm mhm, I know you know it’s a pear."

Sie Yufei almost passed out from exasperation, gritting his teeth, he squeezed out two more words: "Give me..."

"Oh, you want to eat a pear too, then you should say so. How would I know if you don’t tell me? You have to say it, then I’ll know that you want to eat a pear. Look, if you said it earlier, I would have given it to you already, but you didn’t say anything, and I didn’t know you wanted a pear, so of course, I couldn’t give it to you. What if you’re allergic to pears and I force you to eat it? That would harm you!"

Sie Yufei: "..."

"Do you really want to eat the pear, Fourth Master Sie?"

"I do..."

"Oh, then you should have said so earlier. If you don’t speak up, how can I..."

Sie Yufei rolled his eyes back and fainted.

Lin Nianhe clucked her tongue and looked up at Feng Wei, who was beside her riding a bicycle, and said seriously, "Brother Feng, look, isn’t this training too harsh? He’s fainted from exhaustion."

Feng Wei, with a cigarette in his mouth, squinted at Lin Nianhe and sincerely said, "I think he fainted from anger because of you."

"Huh? That shouldn’t be right? Did I say something wrong?" Lin Nianhe turned to Su Yuncheng as she spoke.

Su Yuncheng: "No, what you said all makes sense."

"See, I thought so!"

...

After getting beaten up, drinking, singing revolutionary songs, and running more than ten kilometers, Youngest Master Sie was nearly forgetting the reason why he had to suffer all these punishments in the first place.

He struggled to open his eyes, wanting a sip of water, but felt like he couldn’t even lift his arms.

"Here."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from beside his head.

Sie Yufei blinked and turned to look, only to see Lin Nianhe sitting next to him with a book in one hand and an enamel cup in the other.

Lin Nianhe pushed the enamel cup closer: "Not drinking?"

"Drinking."

Sie Yufei struggled to sit up, wincing from the sore pain all over his body.

He drank half a cup of water and wiped his mouth, looking at her with confusion: "What happened to me?"

His memory was still at the village entrance; all he remembered was that he ran back with darkness closing in on his vision, then he remembered nothing else.

Lin Nianhe put down the book and said earnestly, "Nothing serious, just tired out."

"Really?"

"Really."

Sie Yufei rubbed his neck and grimaced: "Then why do I feel like I’m about to die?"

Lin Nianhe still had a serious look: "You’re overthinking it, you won’t die. However, Brother Yuncheng said that this is just the most basic training, but it seems like your physical condition can’t handle it, so..."

Youngest Master Sie exploded: "What do you mean? This is called basic training? Does your family warm up by running more than ten kilometers? If this is really just a warm-up, then why is Fatty Feng riding a bike? Why doesn’t he run with me?"

Lin Nianhe: "He’s already discharged from the army, why would he run?"

Sie Yufei: "..."

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It really does make sense!

"Turns out, with your physical condition, you shouldn’t be in the military. You wouldn’t survive boot camp," said Lin Nianhe as he closed the book and grinned at him. "There are many ways to defend your home and country, you know. Maybe it’s time to change your track."

Sie Yufei gritted his teeth, enduring the pain as he took another drink of water from the enamel basin. Then, leaning weakly against the wall, he asked, "So, what can I do?"

He slowly lowered his eyes, hiding the desolation within.

"Xiao He, I feel like I’m no good at anything... I couldn’t handle schoolwork, couldn’t win any girls’ hearts... I can’t even run properly."

Sie Yufei’s eyelashes trembled, and his voice sank lower: "I’m just a waste."

Lin Nianhe frowned slightly, providing comfort: "Well, at least you have a good appetite... and you snore pretty loudly too."

Sie Yufei: "...?"

"Don’t stop me! Just let me die! I can’t live like this anymore!"

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you in such a rush?"

Lin Nianhe hurriedly grabbed him: "Stop fooling around, the granary’s roof can’t take you showing off on it again."

Looking at Lin Nianhe, Sie Yufei’s tears flowed fiercely.

His lips quivered, and he said weakly, "Xiao He, do you really want me to die or do you want me to die?"

"If I really wanted you dead, I would have kicked you into the river a long time ago," Lin Nianhe tugged at his sleeve and asserted, "Sit down, I’ve got something to tell you."

Sie Yufei allowed himself to be pushed into sitting down.

Cradling his own pillow, he was the picture of aggrieved misery, like a young bride tormented by a wicked mother-in-law: "Well, go on then."

Holding the book, Lin Nianhe organized her thoughts before speaking: "I talked with Sister Xiangqin today. It’s quite difficult for her teaching the literacy class. The village school’s classrooms simply can’t accommodate everyone. She used to teach in separate sessions, and each person could only attend class twice a week at most."

"You know without me saying it, the process of eradicating illiteracy is slow and the results are not great. So, I want to ask you if you’re willing to contribute to the literacy campaign."

Sie Yufei hadn’t expected Lin Nianhe to bring up such a serious matter. After pondering for a moment with a frown, he nodded: "Sure, even though my grades aren’t great, I can still teach a few characters."

"Mhm, that’s what I thought too," Lin Nianhe nodded, then added, "But, there are no points or money in this task. It’s purely voluntary."

Youngest Master Sie wasn’t interested in money and waved his hand carelessly: "Do I need to worry about that?"

"Then I’ll go tell Principal Wu and have her arrange this."

"Mhm."

Having discussed the serious matter, Youngest Master Sie was slipping back into dejection.

Lin Nianhe took two steps towards the door, then suddenly stopped, handing the book in her possession to him: "Here, I’m lending it to you to read."

Sie Yufei, with little interest, took it mechanically and set the book aside.

Lin Nianhe continued: "Sie Yufei, you need to look ahead. Whether it’s joy or sorrow, fortune or calamity, you need to face it calmly. Though it sounds like I’m preaching without sympathy, think about it—if you worked yourself to death, Guan Manling wouldn’t see it, right?"

Sie Yufei wanted to argue, but Lin Nianhe’s words cut off all escape, forcing him to think.

After a while, he nodded lightly and let out a quiet "Mhm."

After another moment of silence, he looked at Lin Nianhe: "Xiao He, then tell me, what should I do?"

Lin Nianhe’s eyes were filled with pride: "First, calm your heart. Learn from me—do not be arrogant or restless in the face of affairs. Maintain a steady aura, understand?"

"Not really."

"Tsck, then just observe and learn for now. Anyway, first cool down completely before anything else; start by learning from me."

"Can you really stay calm no matter what happens?"

"Of course, I’m even calm when I hit you."

"..."

Lin Nianhe left after speaking, and Sie Yufei sat for a while longer. Just as he thought to wash his face, he noticed a bookmark fall out from the book Lin Nianhe had given him.

On the bookmark, two lines of sharp characters read:

"Youth has yet to wear a sword, yet steps outside are already the rivers and lakes."

Youngest Master Sie felt an arrow pierce his heart.

Clutching the bookmark, his fingers trembling slightly, his nose severely tingling.

After being beaten, drinking liquor, singing revolutionary songs, and running for miles, Sie Yufei finally realized from a line of words that he should seriously consider how to navigate the rest of his life’s journey.

Starting with practicing a steady aura...

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