Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

Liu Xiangyang rode his bicycle back with Zhao Xiaoman on the back.

The streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow, making the two people's shadows long, sometimes in front, sometimes behind.

Zhao Xiaoman's arms were wrapped tightly around his waist, tighter than before, her face pressed against his back, and neither of them spoke.

There weren't many people on the street. Occasionally, a bicycle would ride by, its bell ringing once before falling silent again.

After riding for a while, Zhao Xiaoman suddenly spoke, her voice muffled, coming from close to his back:

"Liu Xiangyang".

"Um."

"You were watching very intently just now."

Liu Xiangyang was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Xiaoman gently pinched his waist.

"When Zhou Zhiming touched Nurse Li, you didn't even blink."

Liu Xiangyang chuckled: "You didn't blink either, so why are you criticizing me?"

Zhao Xiaoman fell silent.

After riding for a while, there was a bend ahead, and one of the streetlights was broken, so the area was pitch black.

Zhao Xiaoman suddenly said, "Liu Xiangyang, stop for a moment."

Liu Xiangyang gripped the brakes, braced himself with one foot on the ground, and turned back to ask, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Xiaoman jumped off the back seat, stood in the darkness, and looked up at him.

Liu Xiangyang also got out of the car and propped it up.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Zhao Xiaoman didn't say anything, she just looked at him.

The section of the streetlight that was broken was directly overhead, so they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, only their eyes were bright, reflecting the light leaking in from afar.

Liu Xiangyang was a little puzzled by her gaze, and smiled:

"What's wrong? Did you see Zhou Zhiming and that nurse just now, and now you're thinking about men?"

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then reached out and pushed him.

"You're the one who wants a man!"

Liu Xiangyang laughed and dodged, "I don't want a man. Anyone who was watching just now would have fallen over."

Zhao Xiaoman didn't make another move; she just stood there, breathing a little rapidly.

In the darkness, her voice suddenly became very soft, but every word was clear:

"Liu Xiangyang, I like you."

Liu Xiangyang was stunned.

Zhao Xiaoman took half a step forward, getting closer to him. She tilted her head back, her eyes bright, and looked straight at him.

I really like you.

Liu Xiangyang opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Zhao Xiaoman suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

It was very light and fast, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

After kissing her, he took a half step back, his face flushed, but his eyes remained fixed on him, without looking away.

Liu Xiangyang stood there, stunned for several seconds.

Zhao Xiaoman waited for a while, and seeing that he didn't speak, she bit her lip and said in a trembling voice, "You...you should say something."

Liu Xiangyang looked at her.

In the darkness, her face was not visible, but her eyes shone brightly, filled with anticipation, nervousness, and a little fear.

He took a step forward.

Zhao Xiaoman subconsciously took half a step back, her back against the wall.

Liu Xiangyang looked down at her.

Do you know what you're doing?

Zhao Xiaoman tilted her head back, her voice still trembling, but she didn't flinch: "I know."

Liu Xiangyang looked at her without saying a word.

Zhao Xiaoman's heart raced under his gaze. Just as she was about to speak, Liu Xiangyang lowered his head, cupped her face, and kissed her fiercely.

Zhao Xiaoman paused for a moment, then closed her eyes, grabbed his clothes at the waist, and looked up in response.

They kissed for a long time.

The two separated only after a long while when the sound of a bicycle bell could be heard in the distance.

Zhao Xiaoman leaned against him, her face buried in his chest, her breathing still uneven.

She could hear his heartbeat, pounding, fast and heavy.

She couldn't help but laugh, her voice muffled:

Your heart is beating so fast.

Liu Xiangyang looked down at her.

"The same to you."

Zhao Xiaoman raised her head, her eyes bright, and the corners of her mouth turned up high.

"Liu Xiangyang, so what are we now...?"

Liu Xiangyang looked at her.

In the darkness, her eyes looked like two stars.

He reached out and tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear, then stroked her smooth face.

What do you think?

Zhao Xiaoman blinked and smiled.

She buried her face in his chest, wrapped her arms around his waist, and looked up at him.

"Then I'll call you Xiangyang from now on, okay?"

Liu Xiangyang looked down at her.

In the darkness, her eyes shone brightly, her lips were slightly parted, and there was still a trace of moisture from the kiss.

He didn't say anything, but slowly moved closer to her.

Zhao Xiaoman's breath hitched, but she didn't flinch.

Liu Xiangyang's lips touched mine lightly, as if testing the waters.

Then he slightly opened his mouth and took her lower lip into his mouth.

Zhao Xiaoman gave a soft "hmm," her hand gripping his clothes tightly around his waist.

Liu Xiangyang stuck out his tongue and gently licked her lips.

Zhao Xiaoman's body trembled slightly.

Liu Xiangyang didn't stop; he used his tongue to pry open her lips and probe inside.

Zhao Xiaoman's mind went blank with a "buzz".

He gently swept his fingers over her teeth, then probed deeper, finding hers. Zhao Xiaoman didn't know what to do, so she could only let him do as he pleased, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

Zhao Xiaoman gripped his clothes even tighter, her body went limp, and she only managed to stay upright because he was holding her.

She tried to respond, mimicking his actions.

Liu Xiangyang paused for a moment, then hugged her tighter and kissed her more deeply.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, going back and forth, making it impossible to tell who was chasing whom.

Zhao Xiaoman's breathing became erratic, and she let out soft humming sounds. Her hands moved from his waist to his back, gripping his back so tightly that her nails dug in.

Liu Xiangyang's hands were not idle either, slowly moving up from her waist, stroking her back, and then sliding back.

They kissed for a long time.

It took so long that Zhao Xiaoman felt she could hardly breathe before Liu Xiangyang slowly released her.

The two of them were forehead to forehead, their breathing heavy.

Zhao Xiaoman opened her eyes and looked at his face so close to hers. Her lips felt numb, as if she was still being kissed.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch her lips, then looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"So... this is called kissing."

Liu Xiangyang was amused by her.

"Otherwise what?"

Zhao Xiaoman blinked, her face flushed, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

"I thought it was... just a quick touch."

Liu Xiangyang looked at her.

"Did you like that one just now?"

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, her face turned even redder, but she didn't flinch and looked straight at him.

"like."

Liu Xiangyang smiled and leaned down to give her a gentle kiss on the lips again.

This time it was just a fleeting glance.

Zhao Xiaoman smiled with her lips pursed, her hands still wrapped around his waist, unwilling to let go.

Then came the sound of a bicycle bell in the distance, growing closer and closer.

Zhao Xiaoman gently nudged him.

"Let's go, or they'll lock the door."

Liu Xiangyang nodded, released her, and helped the car up.

Zhao Xiaoman sat down sideways, wrapping her arms around his waist, pressing herself even closer this time.

Liu Xiangyang pedaled twice, and the car lurched forward.

Zhao Xiaoman pressed her face against his back, her lips curving into a wide smile.

After riding for a while, she suddenly spoke, her voice slightly carried by the wind:

"Towards the sun."

"Um."

"Who taught you that...?"

Liu Xiangyang was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Xiaoman lightly pinched his waist, smiling mischievously:

"This is definitely not your first time."

Liu Xiangyang didn't say anything, he just chuckled.

Zhao Xiaoman pressed her face against his back and smiled.

"Never mind, I won't ask anymore." She tightened her grip on her wrist. "Anyway, it'll all be mine from now on."

Zhao Xiaoman wrapped her arms around his waist, this time even tighter than before.

Liu Xiangyang pedaled twice, and the car lurched forward.

Zhao Xiaoman pressed her face against his back, her lips curving into a wide smile.

After riding for a while, she suddenly spoke, her voice slightly carried by the wind:

"Towards the sun."

"Um."

"Were you... something happened to you just now?"

Zhao Xiaoman gently pinched his waist: "You were poking me just now."

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I've caught a cold, my tonsils are inflamed, my neck is swollen, and I have a high fever. Guys, be careful, the weather is changing so fast, it's so easy to catch a cold.