An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 243 Willful and Reckless Behavior

Meng Youyou turned and left without hesitation, leaving Huo Qingshan frozen in place.

The man remained motionless for a long time, like a lonely reef, standing alone with the stone pier under the streetlight.

In the long journey of life, there are too many things that go against our wishes, too many things we have to do out of necessity, and too many things we say that we don't mean.

When misfortune, crisis, or calamity strikes, they are all incredibly powerful and relentless, often leaving people defenseless.

The lingering warmth and fragrance of that fleeting touch on the lips had long since been carried away by the autumn wind to who knows whether it was to the southeast or the northwest.

The moment she lowered her head to kiss him, Huo Qingshan felt his internal organs tremble violently.

She always had a powerful magnetic pull on him, completely unpredictable; getting too close would cause chaotic collisions, while staying away would lead to complete unbridled movement.

Therefore, the moment her lips left his, his reason, drawn by her, broke free from its restraints and drifted away from him, experiencing a brief moment of detachment.

In a daze, a hand reached out honestly and spontaneously. By the time he realized it, the fingertips were already hovering at her waist, about to touch her.

This was the most unrestrained moment in Huo Qingshan's life in recent days.

But it was only a very brief moment. People are ultimately subject to the control of reason. He had to constantly remind himself—can you bear the consequences of indulgence?

He walked along the road at the end of winter's twilight, his boots crunching over fine frost, while she bathed in the warm breeze of midsummer, waiting to gather fresh flowers to adorn her shoulders.

In his sober state, Huo Qingshan must have known that he could not act recklessly. "Recklessness" often leads to "reckless behavior," and acting arbitrarily would only lead to disaster.

Let the moonlight linger in this night.

He finally... withdrew his hand, which was inches away from hers.

Before bidding farewell, the proud queen generously bestowed upon him a gentle kiss, announcing his permanent departure from her world.

Her lover has always been like this; she is the most generous lover in the world, generously giving him the most ardent love, intense and unforgettable, and taking it back without any hesitation.

She will be happy even without him.

……

After Meng Youyou came out of the military compound, raindrops suddenly started to fall from the sky, sparsely dripping onto her.

The raindrops were getting heavier, so Meng Youyou quickly held her bag above her head and ran towards the bus stop.

The damp night wind swirled raindrops against my face, and the fabric on my shoulders was mostly soaked.

Suddenly, several car horns sounded behind her, and the bright headlights from the left rear cast her long shadow on the asphalt road.

The car slowed down slowly beside her, and as the windshield wipers swung back and forth, the driver's side window rolled down more than halfway.

"Hey, come on up, I'll take you." Shan Muchen called out to her.

After getting into the car, Meng Youyou sat in the passenger seat and quickly tidied her wet and messy hair. She looked at the person next to her, hesitated, and only managed to utter a single syllable: "You..."

Shan Muchen glanced over and continued, "You want to ask me how I happened to run into you?"

Meng Youyou pursed her lips and remained silent.

Shan Muchen smiled faintly: "After I finished dinner, I had nothing to do, so I took a walk near the entrance of the compound. I was thinking that if you came out, I could take you back."

He's always like this—so understanding, so kind and gentle. Even three months ago, they had such a terrible conversation.

On a summer evening, after crossing the road, Meng Youyou reached out and stopped the elegant woman, saying, "Excuse me, may I interrupt?"

The man and woman stopped and looked at the unexpected guest blocking their way with puzzled expressions. The man spoke first, asking, "Madam, do you know us?"

Meng Youyou did not answer the question directly, but looked directly into the woman's eyes and introduced herself, saying, "My name is Meng Youyou."

In an instant, the woman's face showed a look of sudden realization, and she exclaimed in surprise, "You are Meng Youyou!"

The woman then took a closer look at the girl. She had been struck by her beauty at first sight, and upon closer inspection, she was utterly astonished. She murmured softly, "No wonder." Her thoughts slipped out, and Meng Youyou overheard her, repeating, "No wonder what?"

The woman smiled brightly: "Seeing is believing, I've long admired your reputation."

At this moment, the man leaned close to his lover's ear and whispered, "Do you two know each other?"

"Didn't Huo Qingshan ask me to help him order a dance dress from our mother? You even asked me before who he was going to give it to." The woman gestured forward, "Here, this young lady is the recipient of the gift."

After saying this, the woman introduced herself to Meng Youyou: "My name is Qin Nian." Qin Nian is a dancer in the Capital General Political Department Art Troupe and comes from a family of dancers.

After retiring from a top ballet troupe in China, Qin Nian's mother opened a private tailor shop. The shop, though small, was renowned for its exquisite craftsmanship, specializing in dance tutus, all handmade and custom-made. They accepted only a small number of orders each year. From material selection to sewing, the tutus were meticulously crafted, attracting many customers, but most couldn't get a turn, and even those willing to pay a high price still struggled to obtain one.

Qin Nian continued to introduce the man beside her: "This is my husband. He and Huo Qingshan were college classmates and roommates."

Hearing this, the man nodded and greeted Meng Youyou, his tone filled with undisguised surprise, "Nice to meet you! So you're that kid's girlfriend?"

For a moment, Meng Youyou found it difficult to explain her relationship with that person. She smiled blankly at the two of them and nodded, then picked out the key point from what she had just heard: "You mean that the dance dress was given to me by Huo Qingshan?"

“Yes,” Qin Nian said, somewhat confused. “Didn’t he tell you himself?”
Before the Lunar New Year, our cultural troupe went to perform for the troops in rural areas. When I got backstage, I saw him waiting there. He told me about it then, saying he wanted to order a ballet tutu for his girlfriend. Afraid I would change my mind, he immediately gave me the deposit.

After the dress was finished, I contacted him, and he gave me an address, telling me to leave it at the mailroom on July 1st and hand it over to Meng Youyou.

I was wondering at the time, and asked him if I wanted him to write a card or something to put in it, but he said no, he didn't need to put anything in it except for the gift.

However, I assumed he would call you himself, so I didn't bother.

Observing Meng Youyou's expression, Qin Nian realized something was wrong and tentatively asked, "You still don't know that it was a gift from him?"

"Me and him...we..." Meng Youyou hesitated for a long time before finally stopping.

Qin Nian's husband, having clearly noticed the subtle tension, interjected, "Did you two have a fight?"

Before Meng Youyou could respond, the man said urgently, "Let me tell you, my brother is completely clueless about relationships. He's usually very rigid and introverted. He doesn't know how to say sweet things or how to coax girls."

But among the people I know, he's one of the most reliable in getting things done, and he really knows how to step up when problems arise.

Although I don't know exactly what caused your argument, I still want to say a few good words for my brother.

I've never seen him dating a girl. Last time, my wife told me he was going to buy his girlfriend a dress, and he described all the details of the design perfectly. I was shocked and wondered if this guy had finally found love.

"It's quite unbelievable to hear a grown man like him know everything about things like strap styles, fabric textures, and pearl types... especially since it's him doing this kind of thing. I've lived in the same room as Huo Qingshan for four years, and I've never seen him spend so much time on anything other than weapons and tactics."

In the end, the man almost pleaded earnestly: "You two are in a long-distance relationship, and it's difficult for you to even see each other. It's bound to cause all sorts of problems."

For a relationship to last, both people need to understand and tolerate each other, communicate more, and express themselves more.

......"

With Qin Nian's husband's well-reasoned advice on how couples should get along still echoing in her ears, Meng Youyou was not paying attention and was somewhat distracted.

So, from their perspective, he and she haven't broken up yet, right?

From his perspective, is it the same?
Meng Youyou was absent-minded, and as she was thinking, she caught sight of Shan Muchen standing to her side behind her.

“Comrade Meng, if you trust me, you can tell me what he did to upset you, and I’ll call him and talk to him about it later,” Qin Nian’s husband suggested.

The recent chapters are transitional chapters, and they actually plant some clues. They might be a little unclear when viewed alone, but you will understand their purpose as you read on.

I know that readers like to read stories with strong plots, but I personally don't want to rush through transitional chapters (the foreshadowing parts). On the contrary, I put more effort into writing these parts and am more careful with my writing.

If you like this story, you can continue reading. If you find it bland and boring at this stage, you can look for other interesting stories.

Without giving away too many spoilers, including the author's belief that the story will not fall into the usual clichés, the only thing that can be said is that this is definitely not a bland story.

Thank you all for your continued support.