Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

With Zhou Zhiming's announcement that get out of class was over, the last class of Thursday afternoon was finished, and the classroom immediately became lively.

Liu Xiangyang was tidying up his lecture notes when a hand reached out from the side and pressed down on his notebook.

He looked up and saw Zhao Xiaoman smiling at him.

Liu Xiangyang pulled out his notebook: "Let's go, Comrade Zhao Xiaoman."

As the two walked out, Wang Dazhu called out from behind, "Hey, where are you going?"

Zhao Xiaoman didn't even turn her head: "Go find your big millstone."

Wang Dazhu muttered to himself, "Hmph, I'm going to go find her anyway."

Liu Xiangyang led Zhao Xiaoman to the bicycle shed, where she watched in shock as Liu Xiangyang pushed the bicycle out.

"Liu Xiangyang, is this car yours?"

Liu Xiangyang nodded: "Yeah, what's so strange about that?"

Zhao Xiaoman walked around the car, her eyes sparkling.

"Where did you get bicycle tickets and money, you educated youth sent to the countryside?"

Liu Xiangyang stepped onto the vehicle, one foot supporting him on the ground.

"I forgot to tell you, my name is Liu Xiangyang." He patted his chest, "and I'm the village's resident patrol officer. This car was provided by our bureau."

"Look at how cocky you are, you know you're something else, okay?"

Zhao Xiaoman blinked: "So you can still participate in the barefoot doctor training? Your village is willing to accept you? What does your family do?"

Liu Xiangyang glanced at her and said, "So you've taken a liking to me? Are you checking my household registration here? Get in the car, or it'll be too late to ask any more questions."

Zhao Xiaoman muttered something under her breath, then walked to the back seat and hesitated for a moment.

"Where...should I sit?"

Liu Xiangyang patted the back seat.

Zhao Xiaoman sat down sideways, gripping the edge of the seat with both hands, her body tense.

Liu Xiangyang pedaled twice, and the car lurched forward.

Zhao Xiaoman exclaimed "Ah!" and swayed, quickly grabbing Liu Xiangyang's clothes.

Liu Xiangyang didn't even turn his head: "Hold on tight, don't blame me if you fall."

Zhao Xiaoman hummed in agreement, her hand gripping his shirt tightly at the waist.

After riding for a while, they reached the main road. Zhao Xiaoman's hand slowly loosened a little, but she immediately grabbed it again.

After riding for a while, her hand slowly moved up a little and rested on his waist.

Liu Xiangyang glanced down and smiled.

"Zhao Xiaoman, where are you putting your hands?"

Zhao Xiaoman blushed, but didn't pull her hand back.

"I...I'll hold on tighter."

"You're really taking advantage of me."

Zhao Xiaoman was taken aback by his words, and then gently pinched his waist.

"I helped you up, I took advantage of you, so what?"

Liu Xiangyang chuckled, "Alright, alright, you can have it now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed on the brakes. Zhao Xiaoman could only see the road, and she leaned forward, bumping into his broad back.

"Ouch."

Liu Xiangyang felt two soft, fleshy mounds pressed against his back, which felt very comfortable.

"Liu Xiangyang, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"No, we haven't eaten yet. I'm a little hungry. Let me treat you to a meal," Liu Xiangyang said, steadying his bicycle and pointing to a state-run restaurant next door.

"You're smart to know what's good for you. Consider this meal an apology for hitting me earlier."

"Comrade Zhao Xiaoman, you were the one who dribbled the ball and bumped into me. I'm the victim."

"What do you mean by charging with a ball? My hands were empty, there was no ball there. It's clearly because your cycling skills are terrible."

Liu Xiangyang's gaze swept over her large breasts twice, and Zhao Xiaoman realized what was happening. Her face flushed red instantly, and she fell silent.

She stomped her foot. "Liu Xiangyang, you...you keep saying bad things about me, I'm not talking to you anymore."

"Then I'll treat you to a meal to apologize, that should be enough, right?" After saying that, he walked into the state-run restaurant, and Zhao Xiaoman followed him in.

Just as Liu Xiangyang was about to order, Zhao Xiaoman stopped him, saying, "Xiangyang, forget it, it's too expensive. Let's just buy a few steamed buns."

Liu Xiangyang glanced down at her.

Zhao Xiaoman was tugging at his sleeve, her eyes glancing at the menu with a look of heartache in them.

She was a sent-down youth who didn't earn much money in a month, and she knew how tough life was for sent-down youth.

Liu Xiangyang suddenly smiled.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

He turned to the window and said, "Give me six big meat buns."

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her mouth turned up, and she let go of his sleeve.

After finishing their large meat buns, the two rode their bikes to the movie theater entrance.

Throughout the journey, Zhao Xiaoman held onto Liu Xiangyang's waist, occasionally bumping into him while cycling.

Zhao Xiaoman jumped down, her face still red, but the corners of her mouth were turned up high.

"Were you doing this on purpose the whole way?"

Liu Xiangyang locked the car and glanced at her.

"You're really accusing me of that! I did it on purpose."

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and reached out to hit him.

Liu Xiangyang dodged the approach and headed towards the movie theater.

Zhao Xiaoman followed behind, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

The cinema is currently showing three films: Spring Sprouts, Unforgettable Battle, and The Flower Girl. The two discussed it and decided to watch The Flower Girl.

Liu Xiangyang paid for two tickets and took her into the cinema.

The movie theater was small and dark inside, but the opening credits had already started playing on the screen.

Liu Xiangyang found a seat and sat down, and Zhao Xiaoman sat down next to him.

At first, Zhao Xiaoman watched very attentively, but after a while, her hands started moving around a lot. Sometimes she would put her hands on the armrest, sometimes on her lap, and sometimes she would accidentally touch Liu Xiangyang's arm.

Liu Xiangyang turned his head and looked at her.

Zhao Xiaoman was staring at the screen, looking completely innocent.

Liu Xiangyang didn't say anything and turned back to continue watching the movie.

After a while, Zhao Xiaoman's hand came over again.

Just as Liu Xiangyang was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two people entering through the entrance.

He glanced at it from the side.

The woman walking in front was in her twenties, wearing a floral dress. She looked familiar; I'd seen her a few times at the hospital, and I think she was a nurse from some department.

He also recognized the person following behind him.

Zhou Zhiming.

Liu Xiangyang narrowed his eyes.

Zhou Zhiming wasn't wearing his white lab coat today; he had changed into a dark blue Zhongshan suit. His hair was still neatly combed, and he was holding two movie tickets in his hand, talking to the woman with his head down.

The two walked a few steps forward and sat down in a few rows diagonally in front of them.

Liu Xiangyang withdrew his gaze.

Zhao Xiaoman's hand was still on his arm, and seeing that he didn't react for a while, she was secretly glancing at him.

Liu Xiangyang looked down at the hand, then looked up at her.

Caught red-handed, Zhao Xiaoman blushed, but didn't pull her hand back. She stiffened her neck and whispered:

"What are you looking at? Watch the movie."

Liu Xiangyang ignored her and raised his chin slightly to the side.

"Look there."

Zhao Xiaoman followed his gaze.

Zhou Zhiming was talking to the woman next to him with a smile on his face. The smile was different from the sarcastic one he gave in class; it was much gentler.

Zhao Xiaoman blinked: "Isn't that Teacher Zhou?"

"Um."

"Who is that woman next to him?"

"I've seen the hospital nurses a few times."

Zhao Xiaoman glanced at her a couple more times. The woman had turned her head to the side, revealing half of her face. She was quite pretty.

She looked away and whispered in Liu Xiangyang's ear:

"Are those two... dating?"

Liu Xiangyang smiled.

"have no idea."

Zhao Xiaoman glanced back again and saw Zhou Zhiming talking to the woman with his head down. The woman smiled and nudged him.

She turned back to look at Liu Xiangyang, pursing her lips. "I didn't realize Teacher Zhou had this side to her."

Zhao Xiaoman ignored the other side and put her hand back down, resting it against his arm.

Liu Xiangyang looked at Zhou Zhiming, his lips twitched as if he wanted to say something, but feeling the warmth of her arm, he held back.

Diagonally in front of them, Zhou Zhiming and the woman were standing very close together, and occasionally, low laughter could be heard.

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Wishing everyone a smooth and successful journey back to work, with good fortune and a safe arrival.