Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Once a certain path is taken, it's very difficult to go back to the way things were.

For several days in a row, Qi Yang went to the school to ask Lin Huaixu for tutoring. After the lesson, she would always subconsciously look up and secretly observe the man beside her.

Lin Huaixu remained as gentle and refined as ever, sitting at his simple desk and patiently highlighting the key points for her.

He seemed to have a particular fondness for her tastes. He would silently take out milk candy and melon seeds that were practically unavailable in the village, gently push them to her side, and say in a gentle tone, "Eat something and rest for a while."

Whenever this happened, Qi Yang's eyes would light up, and she would thank him sweetly.

Lin Huaixu was extremely satisfied.

The weekend arrived in the blink of an eye, and the morning air in Qingya Village was filled with the cool scent of grass and trees.

Qi Yang carefully bundled up the dried herbs early in the morning, put them into her coarse cloth bag, and then went out.

Lin Huaixu arrived at the village entrance early, pushing a bicycle that was spotlessly clean. In those days, even cars were rare in mountain villages, and villagers relied entirely on walking to get around; a bicycle was the best means of transportation available.

The young man, dressed in a shirt and trousers, had a tall and handsome figure. When he saw Qi Yang, he quickly walked up to her and naturally took the cloth bag from her hand. "Ready? Let's go."

"Mm." Qi Yang nodded, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

This was her first time going to the city since she came into this world.

Qi Yang sat in the back seat. Today, she had carefully selected her best outfit, a slightly worn long dress, and her hair was tied into two braids.

The dirt roads in the countryside are full of potholes, and the wheels can easily run over gravel, causing a slight bump.

Qi Yang subconsciously gripped the hem of his clothes. The touch of their skin inevitably came through the thin fabric. Both of them looked a little unnatural, but fortunately they couldn't see each other's expressions.

It took nearly two hours before we finally entered the city.

This place is quite different from the secluded Qingya Village. There are a few bicycles on the road, and shops are open on both sides of the road. It is much more lively than the village.

Qi Yang looked around curiously.

As I passed a low, single-story house on the street corner, the walls were painted with mottled paint, and the words "cinema" were written on them. There were also several nearly faded movie posters pasted on the door.

Qi Yang paused in her tracks, her gaze lingering for a few more seconds.

I never expected that a movie theater would open in this small county town.

Lin Huaixu noticed her gaze, and as she looked in his direction, his expression relaxed slightly. "Want to see?"

Qi Yang subconsciously looked at him.

"We still have plenty of time. If you want to see one, we can go see one."

Qi Yang hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "No, Teacher Lin, I have important business to attend to."

She and Qi Jing had been saving up herbs, hoping to sell them today for money; they certainly didn't want to waste time watching a movie.

Lin Huaixu looked at the cloth bag she had been carrying the whole way and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I need to find a pharmacy first to sell these herbs."

Lin Huaixu felt a pang of sadness in his heart. This was why she often went up the mountain. He also knew that she often had new wounds because of these things.

The young man concealed the pity in his eyes and said gently, "I'll go with you."

He knew that the shopkeeper might take advantage of her young age and try to lower the price, since she was a country girl. With him by her side, things would be safer.

The two walked along the street and soon found a Chinese medicine shop with a fairly neat storefront. The wooden signboard was a bit old, and the shop was filled with a rich, refreshing aroma of herbs.

Qi Yang, carrying a cloth bag, quickly stepped forward and laid out the neatly arranged herbs inside, all of which were of good quality and variety.

"Boss, how much do you think these can sell for?" the girl asked softly.

The shopkeeper at the counter glanced up at her and casually quoted a price.

This price was almost half of the market price that Qi Yang had inquired about beforehand.

Lin Huaixu, who was standing to the side, frowned slightly. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw the girl in front of him neatly gather the herbs back into her cloth bag and say in a crisp tone, "Never mind then, I'll go find somewhere else to sell them."

As she spoke, she turned around and grabbed Lin Huaixu's arm, saying, "Teacher Lin, let's go."

Lin Huaixu followed her with a slightly stunned gaze.

The pharmacy owner was taken aback when he saw this. He hadn't expected the young girl to be so decisive and not fall for his tricks. Just as she was about to walk out the door, he panicked and quickly got up from behind the counter to call out to her, "Hey, young lady, don't go! Buy, buy, buy! I'll give you the market price."

Qi Yang stopped in her tracks, slowly turned around, and walked back with a calm expression.

The shopkeeper dared not try any more tricks. He carefully counted the amount of herbs, meticulously calculated the bill according to the county's uniform price, and quickly found a few coins for her.

Qi Yang took the package, carefully counted the contents, and after confirming that the number was correct, she carefully packed it away.

Lin Huaixu watched her movements and couldn't help but smile.

After Qi Yang finished packing, she turned to look at Lin Huaixu, her clean eyebrows curving slightly. "Teacher Lin, I've finished my business."

Lin Huaixu hummed in agreement. "So, it's my turn next?"

Qi Yang nodded, then asked blankly, "Teacher Lin, what brings you to the city?"

Lin Huaixu didn't explain. He took the bicycle, turned it around, and led her to a clean clothing store on the side of the street.

The wooden shop door was open, and inside hung rows of neat clothes. The styles weren't fashionable, but they were much more novel than what Qi Yang was wearing.

Qi Yang followed him into the store, her eyes scanning the dazzling array of clothes, and asked curiously, "Teacher Lin, are you going to buy some clothes?"

Lin Huaixu didn't reply, but gently pushed her shoulder and asked the proprietress, "Could you please get a few sets of clothes that fit her figure?"

The proprietress quickly responded and looked Qi Yang up and down.

Qi Yang was somewhat surprised. She subconsciously wanted to wave her hand to refuse, saying, "No need, Teacher Lin, I have clothes to wear."

Lin Huaixu would secretly worry about her every day when he saw her wearing clothes that didn't fit. He had come here today with the intention of buying her clothes, so how could he let her off the hook?

The man looked down at her and said gently, "Let's give it a try."

The proprietress was a perceptive person; she could tell at a glance that there was something fishy going on between the two. She quickly took out several elegant and simple dresses from the clothes rack.

"This girl has a beautiful figure and fair skin; a floral dress would definitely suit her perfectly."

Lin Huaixu was also very satisfied. In his opinion, these clothes would definitely look good on Qi Yang, so he coaxed her softly, "Just try them on. If you don't like them, then we won't buy them, okay?"

Qi Yang's cheeks flushed slightly under his gaze. The words of refusal stuck in her throat, but she finally nodded gently, took the dresses handed over by the proprietress, and walked into the fitting room next door, which was enclosed by a curtain.