Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 289 Two Years Passed in a Flash
After walking out of the cafeteria, the night gently enveloped the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of hidden protective color.

The two walked side by side, but deliberately kept a distance from each other.

At school, the two couldn't hold hands.

At this time, campus romance is always a bit shy and secretive.

Because you never know which middle-aged man you pass by might be a teacher who inspects discipline in the university.

Although he and Wen Jingyu were friends, he could not openly challenge the school rules.

If the discipline teacher dared to disrespect the principal or used him as an example and criticized the two of them by name, Lin Yuan himself would not care, but Chang Xingyu was a girl, and he did not want Chang Xingyu to be implicated.

Lin Yuan looked at Chang Xingyu who looked a little tired beside him, and couldn't help but slow down his pace. He lowered his voice and said with concern: "You have been in military training for a whole day today. You must be exhausted, right?"

"I am a little tired indeed, but I don't seem so tired now." Chang Xingyu looked up at him with a sweet smile on his lips, "Where are you taking me?"

The evening breeze blew across the unlit night lights on campus. Everything was as quiet as ink, with only the footsteps of two people echoing on the dark path.

"I'll find a quiet place for you to relax."

Seeing that there were no one around, Lin Yuan playfully grasped the ends of her two hanging braids with his hands and shook them gently left and right.

He used to come to NTU frequently and knew almost every corner of the campus. Naturally, he knew where were the most suitable dating spots for couples to talk about love.

"You can do this too?" Chang Xingyu was a little surprised.

Lin Yuan explained with a smile: "Talk to the team doctor. When we were training, the training intensity was too high, so it was common for team members to massage each other to relax. After I give you a massage, I guarantee you will have a good sleep at night."

"Oh." Chang Xingyu responded, "Then teach me. I will also give you a massage when you are tired from practicing in the future."

Lin Yuan took Chang Xingyu and turned left and right, and stopped in the corner behind the rockery, which was a relatively hidden place.

There were bushes all around, and only a few rays of moonlight barely penetrated the branches and leaves, adding a hazy light to this hidden corner.

The ground is covered with soft pine needles, which make no sound when stepped on. There are only occasional chirping sounds of insects around, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet corner.

Few people pass by here, so it is the perfect place for two people who want to be alone.

After the two sat down side by side, Lin Yuan gently lifted Chang Xingyu's sore legs on his knees. The warmth of his palms ironed his tense legs through the fabric, and he began to massage rhythmically.

"Oh~"

Chang Xingyu squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling the soreness in his calves gradually ease, and he actually let out an unconscious hum.

When the last sound faded away, she finally reacted and covered her mouth suddenly, with a blush on her ears.

Lin Yuan lowered his eyes and smiled slightly. His technique was very professional. The two of them were very close to each other. The profile of Chang Xingyu's face was so peaceful and beautiful under the moonlight.

In order to prevent her legs from slipping, Lin Yuan slightly closed his palms and pulled her calves together in front of him. Under the rough touch of the camouflage fabric, her body temperature quietly entangled through the two layers of fabric.

Chang Xingyu curled up his toes and said shyly, "It's itchy~Press it well."

"You really wronged me." Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and said aggrievedly: "Why didn't I press it properly?"

Lin Yuan used his right thumb to rub the tense muscles on her calf more forcefully, and with his other hand he held her ankle and shook it gently.

After letting her keep her legs together, Lin Yuan massaged upwards along the straight and slender line of her legs.

Chang Xingyu's legs are straight, slender and slim, with the thighs and calves seeming to have the same amount of flesh, like a carefully carved jade bamboo, with the standard "chopstick legs" appearance.

Chang Xingyu closed his eyes lightly, enjoying the relaxation at the moment. His originally stiff legs gradually became soft, and the fatigue accumulated from the military training during the day also dissipated little by little with this gentle force.

Lin Yuan's fingertips continued to move forward. Just as they touched the road, Chang Xingyu grabbed his wrist as if he had received an electric shock, and said with a red face, "No need to press here."

She pulled her legs back in panic.

Lin Yuan obediently took his hand away, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. He stood up neatly and said, "Let me massage your shoulders."

Chang Xingyu pursed her lips and sat on the stone bench, while Lin Yuan walked around behind her.

Lin Yuan began to massage her shoulders. His index and middle fingers, put together like nimble butterflies, slowly massaged along the lines of the trapezius muscle.

Chang Xingyu enjoyed the warm pressure at the moment, and a comfortable hum escaped from her throat. She then thought that she was so tired after just standing at attention for a whole day. The intensity of Lin Yuan's training must have been far beyond her imagination.

Chang Xingyu asked distressedly: "You must have suffered a lot during the previous training camp, right?"

Lin Yuan walked around from the side of the stone bench and sat down next to her. He gently lifted her chin and kissed her before she could react. Then he pinched her hot face and said, "Without going through the bone-chilling cold, how can the fragrance of plum blossoms be so fragrant? Some bitterness will pass after a while. And with your support, of course I have to persevere."

Chang Xingyu was half shy and half warm, and reached out to touch his shoulder, "Let me rub your shoulders, too."

"I'm not tired. I'll continue to help you."

Lin Yuan chuckled, and took her into his arms, then supported her knees and back, and gently held her horizontally on his legs.

The night wind swept through the treetops, rustling them and casting their shadows on the mottled ground.

Lin Yuan's big hands began to play tricks, tracing the slender waistline, and then his fingertips skillfully hooked the fabric and pushed it upwards.

Chang Xingyu exclaimed, his back subconsciously tensed.

Her cheeks flushed instantly: "The school says that students are not allowed to have romantic relationships. It would be bad if someone saw them."

"This place is very remote. Even if someone comes here, I can hear them." Lin Yuan pecked her moist lips and said lovingly, "Do you know why humans evolved?"

Chang Xingyu raised his swan-like slender and graceful neck, hummed, and said uncertainly: "Is it to adapt to the environment?"

"It's because the younger generation doesn't listen to the older generation. As long as we don't delay our studies and don't affect others, the school won't know and won't control us."

Although the school strictly prohibits dating, students of this age cannot be restricted by a school order. After all, the abundant, vigorous and restless vitality in the hearts of young people cannot be stopped in any way.

Lin Yuan lowered his head and kissed Chang Xingyu's lips, which were hesitant to speak. At first, he just touched her carefully, and then as she gradually relaxed in response, the two of them kissed seriously for ten minutes.

When they separated, Chang Xingyu slightly raised his head and looked at Lin Yuan, with a hint of shyness and attachment in his eyes.

Lin Yuan's gaze suddenly became hot, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, he hooked his fingertips on the corner of her clothes and kissed her on both sides.

Chang Xingyu hurriedly straightened his slightly messy collar and jumped off him.

"I haven't showered yet."

Lin Yuan then stood up and gently placed his palm on Chang Xingyu's buttocks, trying to brush off the dust on her pants.

"Crack! Crack!"

Lin Yuan was a little surprised at how loud the sound was. He didn't even use much strength.

Chang Xingyu trembled all over, raised his eyes to look at Lin Yuan, and said angrily: "You bully me again!"

Lin Yuan said seriously, "I wanted to help you dust it. Let me see, there seems to be some left. I'll dust it off for you."

As he said that, he slapped it again, his fingertips rolling over the curve under the fabric, and the mesmerizing feeling came through the palm of his hand.

Chang Xingyu turned around angrily and fought back, his fists raining down on his chest.

Lin Yuan smiled and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms. His warm breath swept over her red earlobes, and he said seriously, "The team doctor told me that this can relieve sagging, soothe the meridians, and promote blood circulation."

"I don't believe it."

Lin Yuan lowered his head and bit her burning earlobe, then gently twisted her buttocks. "Believe it or not, I have to take good care of your body anyway."

Chang Xingyu blushed and broke free from Lin Yuan's embrace and asked, "Which building is your dormitory in?"

"I don't live on campus. I have to go to do extra sprint practice every night. It's not convenient to live on campus."

"You're going to practice tonight?"

"Let's put aside the lofty words and take action." Lin Yuan paused, a smile on his face, "By the way, after the military training is over tomorrow night, I'll take you to the movies."

"Won't it delay your training?"

Lin Yuan chuckled and said, "Training is training, life is life. I won't spend all my future days on sprinting. Besides, a movie won't affect anything."

Chang Xingyu's eyes lit up and he asked, "What time do we meet?"

"About seven o'clock in the evening."

"Then I'll just take a shower and wait for you at the school gate."

Lin Yuan hummed, touched the top of her head, and said in an intimate tone: "I'll wait for you to come to see me fragrantly."

……

Early morning on a November weekend.

The city of Nanjing was shrouded in thick fog.

The fog was like crushed cotton wool, pouring in all over the place. Three meters away, there was only a vast white chaos. Even the streets and alleys that were familiar to us on weekdays turned into vague outlines.

Lin Yuan rode his bicycle with Qiao Sanli on the back seat, riding slowly, the wheels rolling over the wet asphalt road, making a slight rustling sound. Qiao Sanli hugged her brother's waist tightly, with her little face pressed against his back.

The thick fog only thinned a little when we turned into the alley filled with the aroma of breakfast and the bustling voices of people.

Lin Yuan took Qiao Sanli to sit down and ordered two baskets of dumplings and two bowls of soy milk.

Qiao Sanli looked so adorable as she sipped soy milk from the bowl.

After breakfast, Lin Yuan drove Qiao Sanli and continued on their journey.

The thick fog has not yet dissipated, and the people walking on the road look like hazy shadows.

When they arrived downstairs at Wen Xue's house, he locked his bicycle, reached out and held Sanli's little hand, which still smelled of soy milk, and walked towards the corridor.

Lin Yuan instructed, "When we get to Sister Wen's house, play with Ju An in the room for a while and do homework together. I want to talk to Sister Wen about something."

Qiao Sanli nodded obediently: "I understand, brother."

Lin Yuan smiled and rubbed her head: "So good."

Lin Yuan knocked on the door.

Wen Xue opened the door and welcomed the two people in with a faint smile.

Lin Yuan patted Sanli on the back and said with a smile: "Go find Ju'an."

When Sanli walked into Wen Ju'an's room, the smile on Lin Yuan's face disappeared, and his voice became hoarse: "Sister Wen, it's not working again this time."

Since the last time, he still brought Qiao Sanli here from time to time, but regarding that incident, both of them tacitly agreed not to mention it.

Lin Yuan deliberately avoided the topic, and Wen Xue was too embarrassed to say anything either. As an old woman, she couldn't ask Lin Yuan, a grown man, to be responsible for her just because she asked.

The relationship between the two people continued in this unclear and ambiguous manner. Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Wen Xue would have some strange dreams that made her toss and turn and unable to sleep.

Wen Xue sighed softly, bit her lip and said, "Come back to the room with me first."

……

Lin Yuan used his fingertips to tuck Wen Xue's fallen hair behind her ears. Wen Xue was speechless. She had gone from being a software engineer to an emergency team member who had to rescue people in emergencies everywhere.

"Thank you, Sister Wen. Now I finally have the confidence to pursue the girl I like."

"Hmm." Wen Xue's throat tightened and she responded vaguely, but bitterness arose in her heart.

Just then, there was another knock on the door, startling Wen Xue's eyelashes.

"Dong dong dong."

Lin Yuan frowned, an unhappy look on his face.

When Wen Xue stood up, her skirt brushed Lin Yuan's knees. She lowered her voice and gave him a few words of instruction before going to open the door.

Lin Yuan fell behind her and walked out of the room after a few seconds. When Wen Xue opened the door, the person who came in turned out to be Wen Qinghua.

Lin Yuan put his facial expression in order and greeted him with a smile, "Teacher Wen, what a coincidence. It's a rare weekend, and Sanli insisted on coming to visit Ju'an, so I brought her along."

Wen Qinghua smiled and nodded: "These two little girls have a really good relationship. Ju'an has become much more cheerful since following Sanli."

Wen Xue sighed softly and smiled bitterly, "She always quarrels with me as her mother. By the way, what's the matter with you coming here today?"

Wen Qinghua pulled out a few crumpled movie tickets from his pocket: "The school issued the movie tickets for Shaolin Temple. Give me two more. I don't need them, so I wanted to let you and Ju'an watch it together."

Wen Xue frowned slightly: "Take it back. Ju'an's midterm exam results have dropped again. How can he be in the mood to watch a movie?"

"You need to combine work with rest." Wen Qinghua rubbed his hands and smiled, "Look at Lin Yuan, he was writing books and competing at the same time, but in the end, he still topped the college entrance examination, didn't he?"

"How can Ju'an compare to him?" Wen Xue shook her head gently, "No matter what aspect he is in, no normal person can compare to him."

Lin Yuan found it funny: "Sister Wen, when you say that, I don't know whether you are praising me or insulting me."

Wen Xue rubbed her cheeks imperceptibly, and when Wen Qinghua wasn't paying attention, she rolled her eyes at him.

Lin Yuan continued to comfort him, "Ju'an is still young. Some children just develop their intelligence slowly. As the saying goes, like fathers, like mothers, the Wen family's genes are here. Even if he only inherits half, or even a quarter, it won't be difficult to get into a key university."

"Yes, yes." Wen Qinghua echoed.

"You guys sound nice, but if Ju'an fails the exam, I'll hold you responsible."

"Sister, I didn't make any promises." Wen Qinghua waved his hand, "I just gave you two movie tickets, but I didn't dare to boast."

Lin Yuan took the ticket and stuffed it into Wen Xue's hand, with a confident smile on his face: "There is no difference between tutoring one and tutoring two. I will take time to tutor on weekends or evenings in the future. My title of top scorer in the college entrance examination will not be lost in Ju An's hands."

"Sister, I'm going to school. Lin Yuan, come and visit me when you have time." Wen Qinghua didn't stay any longer and left after saying that.

After Wen Qinghua left, Lin Yuan took a half step closer and lowered his voice: "Sister Wen, shall we continue?"

Wen Xue bit her lip and dodged her gaze slightly: "Aren't you all right?"

Lin Yuan suddenly leaned closer and slowly put his lips close to Wen Xue's ear. Wen Xue thought he was going to say something, but Lin Yuan just nibbled her earlobe gently in the living room.

……

1986, October.

Nanjing University has just entered its summer vacation.

These two years.

Lin Yuan seemed to have faded from the public eye.

He did not publish any more books or participate in any more competitions. He just read quietly on campus.

He came to class as soon as he could and left as soon as he could. He was so low-key that many of his classmates had a vague impression of him.

In the Nanjing University library, Lin Yuan and Chang Xingyu sat in a row.

Lin Yuan was flipping through historical materials while writing the manuscript.

Chang Xingyu held the first volume of the manuscript completed by Lin Yuan and read it carefully page by page.

Chang Xingyu couldn't help but feel happy when he thought that he was the first reader of Lin Yuan's new book.

Looking at this thick stack of densely packed text, Chang Xingyu was sincerely impressed. It took a lot of effort just to read it, not to mention how much effort it took to conceive and write it.

The tip of the pen rustled across the manuscript paper for more than two hours. Lin Yuan finally put down his pen and closed the "Ming Shilu" and "The 15th Year of Wanli" one by one.

Dangnian Mingyue's "Things about the Ming Dynasty" refers to too many historical materials, including not only the official histories of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but also some new research results of historians from the 80s to the early 21st century.

Fortunately, with his photographic memory, he doesn't need to imagine anything. Since those things have not appeared yet, they are naturally his.

Lin Yuan gently touched Chang Xingyu's elbow and said softly, "I have finished writing this volume. Let's go back."

"Oh." Chang Xingyu closed the manuscript and stood up.

The two left the library together.

The July sun was so bright that it was blinding. The two men fastened their sun hats and got on their bicycles, one in front and one behind.

Lin Yuan stepped on the pedal, and the wheels rolled over the hot asphalt road, bringing up gusts of hot air.

After returning home, they took a shower one after another and finally got rid of the heat in their bodies.

Lin Yuan hugged Chang Xingyu from behind, his chest pressed against her back, and twisted his body gently.

Chang Xingyu's cheeks flushed, and he gently bumped his chest with his elbow, "We agreed to wait until we get married in the future."

No matter how Lin Yuan teased her in the past, she was very stubborn and firm on this point.

Lin Yuan didn't force it for the time being.

Lin Yuan half-hugged her and sat on the sofa. He held her ankles, and stroked the crescent-shaped curve of the back of her feet with his fingertips. He hung silver anklets on her feet, and her fair and tender toes curled up slightly.

Although she was already familiar with such intimacy, she would still subconsciously curl up her toes and look down at Lin Yuan, but she would obediently cooperate with his actions.

It was not until the evening that Chang Xingyu put on her shoes and socks and prepared to go back. Lin Yuan had mentioned that he would tickle the soles of her feet when they were in school, but she never expected that Lin Yuan really meant it.

After Lin Yuan reluctantly let Chang Xingyu leave, he turned around and knocked on Ma Suqin's door next door.

Ma Suqin smiled and said, "The little girl went back?"

"Ah."

The two lived across the street from each other, and Lin Yuan often brought Chang Xingyu back home, so naturally he couldn't hide it from Ma Suqin. Of course, Lin Yuan never thought of hiding it.

"There will be a national college sports meeting next month in the Northeast. Would you like to go with me? After the competition, can you take me around your hometown?"

(End of this chapter)