Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

Zhao Xiaoman laughed, her tension subsiding considerably.

She finally figured it out.

Liu Xiangyang said, "Don't rush, let's take it slow. You can't rush things."

Zhao Xiaoman lowered her head, her face flushed.

After a while, she asked in a low voice:

"Will this work?"

Liu Xiangyang took a breath, his voice a little tense:

"OK."

Zhao Xiaoman grew bolder, and things gradually became smoother.

Liu Xiangyang stroked her hair gently.

After a while, Zhao Xiaoman looked at him and asked.

Are you still feeling unwell?

Liu Xiangyang looked at her, his eyes filled with fire, and something else entirely.

"It hurts."

Zhao Xiaoman blinked: "Then what should we do?"

Liu Xiangyang bent down and whispered a few words in her ear.

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and her face turned red again.

"That...that thing can also...?"

Liu Xiangyang looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "Why not? This is a good thing. You might even ask me for it later."

Zhao Xiaoman stared at him, speechless for a long time.

Liu Xiangyang didn't urge her, he just watched her.

After a while, Zhao Xiaoman bit her lip and whispered:

"I...I can't."

Liu Xiangyang smiled.

He took her hand and said:

"It's alright, come on, it's very simple."

Zhao Xiaoman: "You're just humiliating yourself."

Liu Xiangyang stroked her hair and said in a low voice, "How is this humiliating? This will be called traditional Chinese medicine therapy from now on."

Zhao Xiaoman's breath hit me, hot and itchy.

Liu Xiangyang took a breath.

Zhao Xiaoman raised her head, glanced at him, her eyes welling up with tears, and then lowered her head again.

After a while, she asked indistinctly, "Is that right?"

Liu Xiangyang's voice was a little tense:

Yes, that's right.

Zhao Xiaoman looked up at him.

"Xiangyang, why are you crying?"

(Seriously, I can't even write anymore, I'm crying)

After a while, Zhao Xiaoman said, "Xiangyang, my neck hurts a little."

Liu Xiangyang looked at her and breathed.

Although Liu Xiangyang reminded her, it was her first time doing this and she had no experience.

"Cough cough"

She looked up and saw Liu Xiangyang looking at her with a smile: "You're so annoying."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'll tell you in advance next time."

"Hmph, I won't pity you next time."

"It's almost nine o'clock, let's go back." Liu Xiangyang raised his wrist to check the time.

Liu Xiangyang left the room first, listened carefully, and when there was no sound around, he left the building with Zhao Xiaoman.

After he escorted Zhao Xiaoman to the vicinity of the girls' dormitory, Zhao Xiaoman held his hand tightly and wouldn't let go: "I really want to stay with you forever."

Liu Xiangyang leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I also want to hold you while we sleep, but I can't. Go back first, and we can meet in the cafeteria tomorrow morning."

"I'm watching you, you go in first." After Zhao Xiaoman had taken two steps, he called her back again: "Xiaoman, remember to brush your teeth before going to sleep, otherwise you'll get cavities."

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then jumped into his arms, cupped his face, and kissed him.

After a long silence, their lips parted: "Hmph, let you have a taste too."

After Zhao Xiaoman finished speaking, she jumped off him and ran into the dormitory.

In the last class on Saturday afternoon, Zhou Zhiming talked about the diagnosis and treatment of three tubes and one inflammation.

Zhao Xiaoman sat in her seat, barely listening to what Zhou Zhiming was saying, and occasionally glancing at Liu Xiangyang next to her.

She suddenly picked up a pen, pulled his handout over, and wrote on it: "The most precious thing a person has is life. Life belongs to a person only once, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Liu Xiangyang looked down at her as she finished writing, glanced at him, and then gripped her hand tightly, leaving his handprint on the back of her hand.

After a while, he let go of her hand, picked up the pen, and wrote below: "I will not let you down!"

Zhou Zhiming was still talking on the podium, but the two of them couldn't listen anymore. Zhao Xiaoman only had eyes for Liu Xiangyang.

The two barely listened to anything during the entire class; they were both writing down their feelings for each other.

Liu Xiangyang could only sigh inwardly, "This is truly a good time."

As get out of class was about to end, Liu Xiangyang closed his lecture notes, leaned over, and whispered:

"Xiaoman, I'm leaving now. I'll bring you something delicious when I come back on Monday."

Zhao Xiaoman looked up at him: "Going to a relative's house? Can't you stay and keep me company?"

Liu Xiangyang nodded: "I want to go with you too, but if I don't, my godmother will come to the hospital looking for me."

Zhao Xiaoman said "Oh," and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Then I want to eat something delicious."

"Okay, I'll bring you some good food later."

After finishing his lesson, Zhou Zhiming said, "Alright, get out of class is over. Remember to review during your break."

Liu Xiangyang stood up, patted her on the shoulder, and said to Wang Dazhu, "Don't look anymore, you'll get a share too." Then he walked out.

Zhao Xiaoman watched his figure disappear through the door, continuing to pack her things while talking to Wang Dazhu.

"Zhao Xiaoman, could you stay behind for a moment?" Zhou Zhiming stood by the podium, holding lecture notes, and smiled at her.

Almost everyone else had left the classroom, leaving only a few people slowly packing up their things.

Zhao Xiaoman paused for a moment, then said to Wang Dazhu, "Go eat first." She then stood up and walked over.

"Teacher Zhou, did you need something?"

Zhou Zhiming put down his lecture notes, leaned against the podium, and looked at her: "Sit down and talk."

Zhao Xiaoman glanced at the chair next to her but didn't sit down. "Teacher Zhou, please tell me what's wrong. I'm a little hungry."

Zhou Zhiming smiled and didn't press the matter: "It's been almost half a month of training, how's it going?"

Zhao Xiaoman nodded: "It's great, I've learned a lot."

"That's good." Zhou Zhiming looked at her. "I heard you were an educated youth sent to the countryside in Shuanghe Village?"

Zhao Xiaoman had no idea what he was up to, so she could only answer, "Yes."

Zhou Zhiming nodded and sighed, "Conditions must be pretty tough over in Shuanghe, right?"

"I have a classmate who works in that commune. He said it was tough there, and the conditions at the educated youth settlement were poor."

Zhao Xiaoman did not respond.

Zhou Zhiming looked at her, his tone as casual as if he were chatting about everyday things: "After the training ends, you'll still be going back over there, right?"

Zhao Xiaoman pursed her lips. "Yes, it's all about going back to where you came from."

Zhou Zhiming nodded and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he spoke, his tone still so amiable: "Our hospital has a quota for trainees to stay on as long as they perform well. Trainees who pass the exam after the training can stay on."

"As one of the training instructors, I also participated in setting the exam questions."

Zhao Xiaoman looked up at him, and vaguely understood something in her heart.

Zhou Zhiming looked at her and smiled: "You've always done a good job, I've seen it all."