Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 456 - 455: Like My Dad

Chapter 456: Chapter 455: Like My Dad

In this room full of people enjoying the spectacle, probably only Wang Ruian was interested in understanding the research principles of the threshing machine. Though this small-scale machinery was entirely unrelated to the project he was currently working on, it was just mentioned before, wasn’t it? All inventions originate from life, and he didn’t want to miss any possiblities.

Wang Ruian really wanted to ask Lin Nianhe in detail, but he had to go to work, and Lin Nianhe also had to visit the mechanical factory today and didn’t have time.

He was a pure researcher, with all his thoughts on his studies, and his emotions were easy to understand.

Seeing him lingering at her doorstep without leaving, occasionally glancing at the threshing machine on the coffee table, Lin Nianhe immediately understood what he meant. She said, "Brother Wang, if you want to understand the principles and structure of the threshing machine, why don’t we discuss it after work? Coincidentally, I am also very interested in huge computers."

Like most people, huge computers for Lin Nianhe were merely pictures in textbooks; she had no understanding of those cabinet-like things.

She already knew the future, and what she needed to do now was to understand the past, to trace its continuously changing footprints in order to contribute to its momentum.

"Sure!"

These words hit the spot for Wang Ruian. He readily agreed, eagerly looking at Lin Nianhe and said, "I finish work at six, and the research institute is a bit far from the courtyard. Can I come to see you at eight after dinner? Do you understand English? I can bring my old textbooks for you."

"Then I really appreciate it, Brother Wang. The time is fine, I’ll wait for you."

"Great!"

Wang Ruian walked out, turning his head back three times for every step he took, continuously waving to Lin Nianhe, "Xiao He, remember, today at eight in the evening, you’ll explain to me in detail the principles of the threshing machine... Ouch!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he bumped into someone.

Su Yuncheng stood tall and straight, not even swaying after being bumped, and even extended a hand to help Wang Ruian.

Wang Ruian was still heartlessly thanking him: "Brother Cheng, thanks."

Su Yuncheng: "You’re welcome."

Wang Ruian turned around to wave goodbye to Mr. Lin and Lin Nianhe, then he looked at his watch and ran off to work, not forgetting to confirm once more, "Xiao He, see you at eight tonight!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Now came the problem, how should one handle a man saying to meet at eight in front of one’s significant other?

This kind of scenario, Lin Nianhe had only read about in those blazing romance novels, and the outcomes could be divided into two categories—

If the explanation was poor, a chaotic scene would ensue, at least leading to misunderstandings for three to five years, and during that period another somewhat similar substitute would jump out; if the explanation was good, a chaotic scene would still occur albeit on a smaller scale, but the troublemaking supporting male character would certainly not meet a good end.

Lin Nianhe frowned and puffed her cheeks, seeking a way to break the situation.

Would her sincere explanation work? It should work, right? It must work, right?

Before she could figure it out, she heard Su Yuncheng greet Mr. Lin, and then he asked her, "Have you eaten?"

His tone was as gentle as always, making Lin Nianhe even more uncertain.

She shook her head, her speech uncharacteristically faltering, "Not... not yet."

"Let’s eat first, then go to the mechanical factory," Su Yuncheng suggested. "Eat at home or go to the cafeteria?"

Comrade Old Lin, unusually sympathetic towards Su Yuncheng, decided to give them a bit more alone time. He gently patted Lin Nianhe’s back and said, "We didn’t make breakfast at home, you two go eat at the cafeteria."

"Ah? Okay, okay."

Lin Nianhe steeled herself, put on her coat, and sat on the back seat of Su Yuncheng’s bicycle.

The ride was somewhat silent. Upon arriving at the cafeteria, Su Yuncheng asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

"Sure." Nianhe was still pondering the chaotic scene issue, replying casually.

Yuncheng didn’t go to get the meal but asked her, "Nianhe, are you too tired? Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

Nianhe: "...?"

Yuncheng checked her temperature, and not finding a fever, he said, "Why don’t you rest at home today? I can go to the machinery factory and explain the experimental situation to Factory Director Chang."

He looked at her with worry in his eyes, and Nianhe was confident she wasn’t seeing things.

She blinked her eyes and instead of answering, she counter-asked, "Um, don’t you want to ask about Brother Wang’s business with me last night?"

Yuncheng replied as a matter of course, "Didn’t he say he was going to give you some books? I heard it when I was leaving."

Nianhe was confused, "You’re not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Yuncheng seemed even more baffled than her.

Nianhe: "Uh..."

Yuncheng looked at her with a low chuckle, reaching out to ruffle her hair, "I trust you. Also, I don’t feel like I’ve done anything wrong, I never doubt people and things for no reason, and besides, you have the right to make friends freely."

Nianhe: "...!"

She would tear up all those novels when she got home! Oh no, better wait until she returned to Ten Miles Team to use them as kindling!

Seeing the unease in her eyes dissipate little by little, Yuncheng’s lips curved into a smile, asking her, "What do you want to eat?"

"I want soy milk with two crispy dough twists."

"Okay, wait a moment."

During the meal, Nianhe still told Yuncheng why she had arranged to meet Ryan Wang that night.

Yuncheng listened seriously, suggesting earnestly, "I’m not very familiar with the work in the research institute, but if you have the intention in this area, just learning from Ryan Wang’s materials isn’t enough... I remember Yuguo Sie mentioned once that the research institutes in Shanghai are quite accomplished in this field. I’ll give him a call this afternoon and ask about it; if there are books you can read, let him send them to you."

Nianhe nibbled on her crispy dough twists, her eyes unwaveringly staring at Yuncheng, filled with trust.

Yuncheng felt a ticklish sensation in his heart from her kitten-like gaze, his ears quickly turning red, and he cleared his throat, "What’s the matter?"

Nianhe swallowed the food in her mouth and stared into his eyes, asserting confidently, "I’ve realized, no matter what I want to do, you always support me. Not just support, but you also always come up with solutions and suggestions for me right away... This always gives me such a sense of tranquility."

The feeling was strange, and if Nianhe had to make a comparison, it was as if she wanted to head towards a direction that was shrouded in darkness and heavy mist. Just when she hesitated and wasn’t sure whether to step forward, Yuncheng appeared before her, taking her hand, clearing away the fog, blocking the despair-inducing darkness, and telling her, no matter where she wanted to go, he would always accompany her.

They were lovers, but also companions and comrades in arms.

Yuncheng’s lips curled up unwittingly; he wanted to say, that’s how it should be.

But before he could speak up, he heard Nianhe say, "The same feeling, I’ve only ever felt it from my dad."

Yuncheng: "..."

He... is like Mr. Lin?

The trouble was, once he accepted this analogy, Yuncheng instantly understood why Comrade Old Lin looked down on him so much.

If he were in his shoes, facing a brat who took care of his daughter and brought her into his own arms, he could act ten thousand times more outrageous than Comrade Old Lin!

Yuncheng closed his eyes, for the first time determined to toss Nianhe’s words out of his mind.