Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

On the way, Zhao Xiaoman secretly asked him, "Xiangyang, aren't you going to your relatives' house tomorrow?"

"Do you want me to go back?" Liu Xiangyang asked, looking at her.

Zhao Xiaoman said with a happy expression, "Since you asked me, I won't go back. You have to stay with me all day tomorrow."

Liu Xiangyang flicked her nose: "Okay, I'll spend the whole day with you tomorrow. Just dress up nicely and do as I say."

Early Sunday morning, before dawn, Liu Xiangyang woke up. Wang Dazhu, who was in the bed next to him, turned over, stopped snoring, mumbled something, and then fell asleep again.

Liu Xiangyang tiptoed out of bed, put on his clothes, washed up, picked up his crossbody bag, slung it over his shoulder, and went out the door.

Downstairs, Zhao Xiaoman was already standing there.

She changed into a light blue dress, tied her hair in pigtails, and carried a small cloth bag. When she saw him get off, her eyes lit up.

"You're here. How long have you been waiting?" Liu Xiangyang walked over and his eyes lit up when he saw her pigtails.

Zhao Xiaoman smiled, pursing her lips, "You came down so soon after I arrived." Seeing him looking at her pigtails, she shook them and asked, "Do they look good? I tied them up especially for you."

"It looks good." He muttered under his breath, "It should be fun too."

After saying that, the two walked side by side toward the cafeteria.

At this time, there weren't many people in the cafeteria. Only a few patients' family members were getting their food. Steam was rising from the window. The two of them took their lunchboxes and got a few meat buns, two fried dough sticks, two eggs, and soy milk. Liu Xiangyang found a seat by the window and sat down, while Zhao Xiaoman sat opposite him.

She put down the rice bowl, picked up an egg, tapped it on the table, and began to peel it. She peeled it very carefully, and the eggshell pieces fell onto the table one by one, revealing the tender white egg white.

She peeled it, held it to Liu Xiangyang's lips, looked at him, and said with bright eyes.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Liu Xiangyang opened his mouth and took a bite.

Zhao Xiaoman smiled, stuffed the rest into his hand, and then picked up another egg and started peeling it.

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

Zhao Xiaoman was already focused on peeling the second one. Her eyelashes were drooping, the corners of her mouth were turned up, and the sunlight shone in from the window, falling on her face, making it look rosy.

After finishing breakfast, the two left the cafeteria and turned towards the bike shed. Liu Xiangyang pushed out his bicycle and got on.

Zhao Xiaoman stood to the side, a little confused: "Where are we going?"

Liu Xiangyang patted the back seat: "Get in. Just follow me today, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Zhao Xiaoman blinked, sat down sideways, and put her hands on his waist. Liu Xiangyang kicked twice, and the car drove out of the hospital gate.

The sun had just risen, and there weren't many people on the street yet.

Zhao Xiaoman sat in the back seat, the wind blowing her hair, a few strands brushing against Liu Xiangyang's neck, tickling him.

She leaned close to his ear and asked, "Where are we going?"

Liu Xiangyang didn't even turn his head: "I'll take you to take pictures."

Zhao Xiaoman paused for a moment: "Taking photos? At a photo studio?"

"no."

Soon the two arrived at the Songhua River. Liu Xiangyang parked the car, reached into his bag, took out the Seagull camera from his storage space, and hung it around his neck.

Zhao Xiaoman stood by the river, her eyes lighting up as she looked at the camera: "Where did you borrow this from?"

"I bought this especially for you, just to capture your most beautiful moments."

"You're trying to fool me again." Zhao Xiaoman said disbelievingly, but still reached out and touched the camera: "How much does this cost...?"

Liu Xiangyang smiled, raised his camera, and pointed it at her: "Stand there and don't move."

Zhao Xiaoman froze for a moment, then stood up straight, unsure what to do with her hands: "I...is this okay?"

Liu Xiangyang looked at her through the viewfinder.

The river breeze ruffled her hair, causing her light blue jacket to cling to her body. Her eyes shone brightly, a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

He pressed the shutter button and captured Zhao Xiaoman's image with a "click".

"I'm willing to spend any amount of money as long as you're happy."

Upon hearing his words, Zhao Xiaoman's breathing quickened. She ran over, looked around at him, and then tiptoed to kiss him.

After the kiss, blushing, she said, "Let me look at the photos."

Liu Xiangyang handed her the camera, and Zhao Xiaoman held it up and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything, so she gave it back to him.

"How do you interpret this?"

"The photos need to be developed before we can see them."

Zhao Xiaoman said "Oh," and then asked, "When will it be ready?"

"Next week, I'll show it to you after it's washed."

Zhao Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and she tugged at his sleeve.

"I want to take a lot more pictures; I've never had my picture taken before!"

The two took a few pictures by the river, and then Liu Xiangyang rode his bike to take her to the old church.

The church is built of stone, with a pointed roof, and it's quite old.

"Let me take a picture of you with the church."

Zhao Xiaoman nodded, standing there, unsure of what pose to strike.

Liu Xiangyang put down his camera, walked over, and tucked her stray hairs behind her ear: "Just be natural, don't be so stiff."

Zhao Xiaoman blushed and nodded.

Liu Xiangyang stepped back and raised his camera.

Through the viewfinder, he saw her standing in front of the old church, sunlight shining on her face, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, her finger pointing to the church spire.

"Click."

The two then went to Central Street and took some pictures of the street scenes.

I've almost finished one roll of film, and the sun is already high in the sky.

Zhao Xiaoman's face stiffened with a smile as she looked at him and asked, "Xiangyang, where are we going now?"

Liu Xiangyang put his camera away and put it in his bag: "It's almost noon. Let's grab something to eat first, and then I'll take you shopping this afternoon."

Zhao Xiaoman blinked: "Going shopping?"

"Um."

"Which store are you going to?"

Liu Xiangyang smiled and said, "I'll go to the No. 1 Department Store to buy you something."

The bicycle sped forward, the wind whistling past my ears.

I randomly picked a small shop at noon and ate two bowls of wontons.

Zhao Xiaoman ate quickly, and urged everyone to leave as soon as she finished.

Liu Xiangyang slowly put down the bowl and wiped his mouth.

"What's the rush?"

Zhao Xiaoman blinked but didn't say anything.

Liu Xiangyang smiled and stood up.

"Let's go."

The No. 1 Department Store is located in the city center. It has four floors and is the largest store in Harbin.

Liu Xiangyang parked the car at the entrance, and Zhao Xiaoman stood there, looking at the glass door, without moving.

Liu Xiangyang turned to look at her.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Xiaoman shook her head: "Nothing."

She followed, walking beside Liu Xiangyang, her eyes glancing through the glass door.

As the door opened, a scent of fabric, soap, and candy wafted out.

Zhao Xiaoman took a deep breath; she had been here before.

I came here with my mother during Chinese New Year when I was a child, and I also came here before I went to the countryside, but each time I just looked around, touched things, and then left.

Everything here requires a ticket, so she can't afford it and doesn't dare to buy it.

Liu Xiangyang walked ahead, and she followed beside him, her eyes scanning the counter one by one. Dacron fabric, floral cloth, yarn, face cream, soap, hair clips... all were good things.

Liu Xiangyang squeezed her hand and said, "You can buy whatever you want from now on, I'll take care of everything."