Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 470 - 469 Time-Limited Supply 2.0

Chapter 470: Chapter 469 Time-Limited Supply 2.0

Every Chinese New Year’s Eve, there’s a performance held in the courtyard, not only by the Cultural Troupe’s performers but also from others who wish to take the stage. But this year’s performance seemed somewhat makeshift and perfunctory because the master passed away at the beginning of the month, and no one really felt like it – the applause from the audience seemed only to spare the hardworking performers from embarrassment.

The seating arrangement in the audience wasn’t deliberately planned, yet it turned out quite interesting. The elder and younger family members sat at the front, those in their twenties and married couldn’t sit too far from their children, also at the front. Only the unmarried adults didn’t "need" to scramble for good seats; the back row was their eternal destination. Once they got married and had children, they could leverage their status as parents for better seats at the front.

Lin Nianhe was sitting in the third-to-last row, with Su Yuncheng to her left and Lin Huai Zhou to her right, next to which sat Sie Yuguo and Sie Yufei, who resembled a quail.

She was chewing orange gummies and asked the question she had been curious about for a long time: "Brother Yuncheng, why do I always feel like the performers are rolling their eyes at you? Do you have beef with them?"

Su Yuncheng hadn’t been back to Beijing for over two years, and although he had recently been seen often with Lin Nianhe, the news of his return had already spread around the compound, many were seeing him for the first time. As a prominent figure among the younger generation, Su Yuncheng naturally attracted a lot of attention.

But Lin Nianhe always felt something was off, she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

This feeling peaked when the female comrades from the Cultural Troupe performed their dance. Although Lin Nianhe had lowered her guard recently, she was still very sensitive to hostility – she was positive – those girls were glaring at Su Yuncheng, on average thrice each.

It must take some seriously infamous deeds to earn such a "honorable" recognition!

The mind of the gossip-lovers was instantly ignited; Lin Nianhe sensed that there must be some juicy story here.

However, Su Yuncheng innocently shook his head: "I don’t know, I haven’t had any contacts with them."

Hearing this, Lin Huai Zhou and Sie Yuguo snickered coldly at the same time.

Lin Nianhe’s eyes lit up: "Woah? Is there really something juicy I don’t know about?"

Her cheeks flushed red, she put down the orange gummies and took out a handful of sunflower seeds, thoughtfully sharing them with everyone, even stuffing a handful into Su Yuncheng’s hand.

Su Yuncheng stared at the sunflower seeds in his hand, speechless.

When it came to exposing Su Yuncheng’s flaws, Lin Huai Zhou was absolutely relentless.

He crunched on the sunflower seeds, glancing at Su Yuncheng with a mischievous smile, "Xiao He, don’t be fooled by his sweet talk. Major Su is the heartthrob of hatred in the Cultural Troupe."

Energetically adding into the conversation, Sie Yuguo said: "Yes, yes, the dance team’s deputy captain, such a gentle girl, she almost took a knife to him back then!"

Lin Nianhe widened her eyes in shock: "Brother Yuncheng, did you... did you take rice from her family?"

Su Yuncheng frowned and pondered deeply, after a while shaking his head towards Lin Nianhe again: "I really don’t remember having spoken to any of them, let alone anyone wanting to fight me."

Fight?

Lin Nianhe vaguely felt she caught on to something.

The girls from the Cultural Troupe, how could they possibly challenge Su Yuncheng to a fight!

Lin Huai Zhou coulnd’t keep the suspense from his sister, he clarified, "Three... no, four years ago, it was four years ago, he had come back victorious, the Cultural Troupe had an honorary performance, the dance team’s deputy captain asked him what dance he liked..."

Sie Yuguo interrupted to answer quickly: "He said he likes to see the enemy’s heads flying in the air!"

Lin Nianhe: "Pfft!"

What kind of a straight man’s statement is that!

She now believed Sie Yuguo’s description of the "deputy captain being very gentle"!

If it were her, she would have smashed his forehead with a brick straight away!

Su Yuncheng glanced at Lin Huai Zhou, then at Sie Yuguo, asking confusedly: "How come I don’t remember?"

Lin Huai Zhou hit the nail on the head succinctly: "You’re heartless."

Sie Yuguo chimed in with a nod, agreeing: "Huaizhou is right."

Su Yuncheng: "...?"

He genuinely didn’t remember this incident.

Lin Nianhe covered her mouth, laughing so hard she bent at the waist, spilling several seeds from her hand.

Su Yuncheng’s eyes were filled with helplessness as he patted her back to ease her breath, "Is it really that funny?"

His ears were slightly red, clearly, he didn’t want to make Lin Nianhe laugh over such a matter.

Lin Nianhe’s eyes smiled as she looked at him and whispered softly, "Not funny, just feel I’m very lucky."

"Hmm?"

Major Su was puzzled.

"Yes, very lucky, that I met you when you weren’t so indifferent."

Lin Nianhe smiled at him, her eyes brimming entirely with his image.

Yuncheng’s ears turned even redder. Ignoring the people staring at him from the rows behind, he raised his hand to ruffle Lin Nianhe’s hair, whispering tenderly, "You are naturally different from others."

There was music in the auditorium, their whispers went unheard by others.

However, Lin Huai Zhou and Sie Yugu, who could read lips, exchanged glances and simultaneously rolled their eyes at Su Yuncheng.

How come they never noticed he was such a good converser before?

Oh, no, he still chatted endlessly about anything and everything, his tender words apparently reserved only for Lin Nianhe.

Lin Huai Zhou gritted his teeth so hard they screeched, as though he was chewing on Su Yuncheng’s skull.

Lin Nianhe considerately gave all her sunflower seeds to Lin Huai Zhou then took the orange gummies from Su Yuncheng’s hand, cheerfully continuing to chew.

Initially uninterested in the show, this discussion made Su Yuncheng focus all his attention on Lin Nianhe.

When the host took the stage, he turned to explain to Lin Nianhe, "I had just finished fighting a war back then, saw everything in a shade of blood, often spoke and acted on instinct... didn’t mean to intentionally scare the female comrades."

Lin Nianhe instantly understood; Yuncheng must have been suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder back then.

Four years ago, he was just eighteen.

The original joke suddenly wasn’t funny anymore, tears welled up in her eyes as she grasped Su Yuncheng’s fingertips lowly, and asked, "Are you feeling a bit better now?"

"Yeah, completely better," said Su Yuncheng, "It all settled down about a month after returning to Beijing."

Seeing the tears in Lin Nianhe’s eyes, Major Su grew anxious, "Really, I’m fine now, don’t worry."

Lin Nianhe sniffled, holding back her tears, and asked him, "So what do you want to see today? Singing or dancing?"

Su Yuncheng glanced at the stage, about to say he didn’t mind when Lin Nianhe added, "I’ll perform for you."

The refusal at the tip of his tongue was swallowed back down.

Su Yuncheng’s hand trembled slightly as he looked uncertainly at Lin Nianhe, "Really?"

Lin Nianhe wiped the tear from her eye corner, firmly held his hand, and pulled him up, "Come on, let’s go back."

As she spoke, she dragged him and ran outside.

Su Yuncheng didn’t show any sign of refusal, obediently following as if he was the most compliant in the whole venue.

The people in the back rows were stunned. Was that Su Yuncheng? So obediently following a girl’s lead?

Sie Yugu beside them was dumbfounded; he thought to himself, Su Yuncheng was truly wasted.

Lin Huai Zhou, nibbling on seeds, slowly turned his head, looking at the suddenly empty seats beside him, not even noticing the seeds slipping from his mouth.

His sister?

Where was his big sister?