1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 232 You are so brave!
"Squeak..."

From time to time, subtle noises could be heard in the dark corners, as if some unknown creatures were hiding in the darkness, silently watching the humans who had entered their territory.

Compared to the cicadas chirping outside the window, this noise seems insignificant.

Liu Xiaoli woke up slowly from her sleep, and just after waking up, she opened her eyes and looked up.

Layers of spider webs hung on the beams covered with thick dust, and the dust turned golden in the sunlight.

As his chest rose and fell, the musty smell of rotting wood from the dark and damp old house rushed into his nose.

The musty smell was subtle enough not to make her feel immediately uncomfortable.

But the lingering chill that had accumulated over time suddenly burst out, enough to make one's back feel cold and one's scalp tingle.

It was as if something terrible was sleeping in this old house, waiting for the right moment to devour its prey.

The brain that has just woken up always unconsciously collects information from the surrounding area and processes it into various fantasies.

Thinking of this potential thing, Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but feel a little scared, and then she woke up quickly. Her muscles were tense and she was breathing slowly.

She lay on the bed, next to her aunt's plump and soft body, smelling the familiar fragrance, which made her feel soothed.

"Huh... so scary, I actually had a nightmare. I dreamed that a person was being chased by ghosts in an old house, and I couldn't even find Kaiyan."

Liu Xiaoli sat up with her weak hands, muttering in frustration.

Although the old house in the countryside had electricity, it didn't have things like electric fans.

After taking a nap, she had a nightmare and couldn't help sweating a little.

The lazy face that naturally turned rosy after the nap was covered with a layer of fine and fragrant sweat and had a faint halo, making it look particularly beautiful.

After they had lunch at Sister Qiaoqiao's house at noon, they politely declined the invitation to stay in the county, took a bus to the road near the village, and then walked back for a while.

After coming back, I took out the quilted sheets that had been drying in the sun for the whole morning and spread them out one by one.

A total of three connected rooms were cleared out in the old house and allocated to two people per room.

However, the gender ratio is five girls to one boy. Although Liu Xiaoli and Cheng Kaiyan are a couple, they can't be bold enough to sleep in the same room with him.

So Aunt Xiu lived with her younger sister Xinyu, and she shared the room with her aunt and Ning Wanjia.

Liu Xiaoli looked at her aunt who was still sleeping beside her. She had a delicate and perfect face and didn't even sweat.

Maybe this is what it means to be calm and cool-hearted?

I didn't even sweat?
Liu Xiaoli scratched her aunt's forehead with her fingers with some envy, and it felt smooth and delicate.

Then she picked up the fan and fanned Jiang Ting, blowing up the loose hair on her forehead, and then she stopped.

As for Ning Wanjia, who was sleeping in the innermost room leaning against the wall, Liu Xiaoli, who was alone and awake, glanced at her and pursed her lips.

"I won't fan you."

She snorted, patted her face with her cold little hands, and quietly grabbed her backpack and got out of bed.

The most sensitive thing about being a woman is that she can detect the details between other people's language and behavior to obtain certain information.

Liu Xiaoli is no exception. She can see that this porcelain doll-like niece from her aunt's family has a good impression of her boyfriend.

It’s just that Ning Wanjia maintained a proper distance, so Liu Xiaoli didn’t know what to say.

But in a few days, she will start learning Chinese classical dance with Aunt Wang. By then, her class schedule will be full and she will definitely not have time to be with Cheng Kaiyan often.

Now that a potential rival has emerged, Liu Xiaoli can't help but feel a sense of crisis.

Last time at my aunt’s house, Cheng Kaiyan strongly supported her beloved dance career. I was really touched at that time and planned to give him some small rewards after his study and life stabilized.

just now……

"It really has to be earlier..."

Liu Xiaoli took out a small package from her backpack, which contained translucent silk fabric. She held the silk fabric in her hands and felt its delicate touch, which immediately made her pretty face flush.

In addition to resting during this period, she is also preparing various costumes and props for dancing practice.

Most things can be customized through Beijing Dance Academy’s channels, including two basic one-piece dance suits for spring and autumn, dance shoes, classical dance costumes, and stockings.

Nowadays, nylon stockings and short stockings are the most common ones on the market. The last time Liu Xiaoli and Cheng Kaiyan went shopping for clothes, they saw them on sale in department stores. They cost only a dozen yuan a pair and were easily torn, so they couldn't bear to buy them.

I heard from my aunt that there are more varieties and better looking ones from abroad and Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan.

Stockings have appeared in China very early, but due to the conservative culture in China, these stockings are mostly used by actors, especially dancers.

Due to the nature of dancers' jobs, they need to stand for long periods of time, which puts a greater burden on the veins when their leg muscles are exerted.

Many dance teachers develop varicose veins after they reach their thirties or forties, and later learn to wear stockings to bind their calves from foreign dancers.

Generally speaking, elastic nylon stockings are sufficient.

However, the stockings customized by Beijing Dance Academy are all made of a blend of nylon and spandex, which are highly elastic and comfortable, and suitable for long-term wearing and dancing.

As thoughts flashed through her mind, Liu Xiaoli stuffed the calf socks into her trouser pocket and walked out of the room.

The main hall of the old house is very large, with a patio in the middle and a mossy pool underneath. The light from the patio falls into the pool, making it particularly bright.

She walked to Cheng Kaiyan's door and found it open. Cheng Kaiyan was sitting on a chair in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, concentrating on writing something on a desk that was at least several decades old.

So the girl walked quietly to the door, leaned against the door frame and looked at him quietly.

"You're really serious and charming."

Liu Xiaoli thought to herself that she had always heard Cheng Kaiyan say that she looked most beautiful when she danced seriously, and now it seemed that the same principle applied to Cheng Kaiyan as well.

Cheng Kaiyan naturally didn't notice that there was a girl looking at him at the door, he was concentrating on the creative process.

He was not very satisfied with what he wrote last night.

First, there is too little foreshadowing, and second, the characters' personalities are not well-developed.

Therefore, Cheng Kaiyan further strengthened the portrayal of the protagonist's cowardice, the bullying of the old soldier Chen Laoer, and especially the care given to him by the gentle and elegant company commander.

In his conception, the first volume serves as a prelude to the entire text, and the fuse of all contradictions is laid out in this volume.

It is about the protagonist's personal growth, the gradual alienation between childhood sweethearts, the budding and death of new feelings, and the choice between life and death.

In this volume, the protagonist Cheng Lu will slowly grow up from a powerless boy to an incompetent warrior.

Finally, he performed bravely in a war and killed many enemies, but due to his lack of experience, he was almost killed by the enemy's grenade.

At this moment, the company commander who treated him very well threw him to the ground and he died of serious injuries.

And he who survived became a hero after the battle.

While recuperating in a field hospital, he unexpectedly met a ballet girl from the art troupe who was performing at the front line to comfort the enemy, and his heart was struck by how fast he fell in love with her.

Because he had learned piano since he was a child and helped the art troupe, at the invitation of the art troupe's secretary, he chose to escape, became a deserter, and went to work in the Southern Xinjiang Art Troupe.

This is the framework of the first volume, and the estimated word count is around 50,000 to 60,000 words.

Cheng Kaiyan sat at the desk, sorting out the plot that filled the frame, her eyes focused.

Before I knew it, the sunlight outside the wooden window gradually shifted, and the room suddenly became cool.

"Hmm~"

He then put down his pen, closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair and stretched his body. His stiff muscles and bones were fully stretched, making sounds like frying beans.

Soon, footsteps were heard behind him, and then Liu Xiaoli's voice was heard: "Are you tired after working for so long? Let me massage you?"

Without waiting for Cheng Kaiyan's consent, Liu Xiaoli's delicate hands were already holding his head.

Place four fingers on the temple and gently massage it with gentle and rhythmic movements.

Very comfortable.

"Sister Xiaoli, you can use a little more force, it's okay... Yeah, that's it. How long have you been waiting? I was writing something just now and didn't notice you."

Cheng Kaiyan opened her eyes and a familiar face appeared before her.

"It's been a while, but that's okay."

Liu Xiaoli shook her head gently, then remained silent for a moment, biting her soft lips and whispered, "I also like to see you working hard."

"Really?"

Cheng Kaiyan was somewhat surprised at the girl's boldness.

Normally this girl is so reserved and dignified that she would blush and tense up when holding hands.

The two have been dating for half a year, but until now they have only kissed each other and rarely even hugged each other.

As for other aspects of physical contact, it was almost zero. In terms of speech, she was even more reserved and implicit, never taking the initiative, and it was Cheng Kaiyan who said some cheesy love words.

It's really surprising that people suddenly say what they like or dislike now.

"Why are you so surprised? I...have always liked you."

Perhaps it was because they were alone together, and because she had just been staring at Cheng Kaiyan silently for a long time, the girl relaxed her guard a lot.

She put her fair forehead against Cheng Kaiyan's forehead, then covered his eyes and said shyly.

Forehead to forehead, this action has almost become a patented action of the two.

I will do this whenever I have something in my heart to tell someone or when I feel embarrassed.

"I like you too."

Cheng Kaiyan touched her with his forehead, and the bones collided through the skin making a crisp sound, causing the girl to subconsciously cover her red forehead.

"I knew."

Liu Xiaoli, who was a little worried just now, now felt relaxed and full of security after hearing this, so she blinked her eyes playfully and said, looking very cute.

That's true.

She really doesn't have to worry about those things.

At this time, Cheng Kaiyan took her hand and said, "Come here and sit on me."

"What? I don't want to! It's so embarrassing to sit on you..."

Liu Xiaoli exclaimed in a low voice. Based on the girl's understanding of her boyfriend, it must be the words just now that irritated him.

Now I'm going to be bullied.

The girl felt nervous and worried, but also a little bit of anticipation. Her legs, which could withstand complex dance moves, felt a little weak.

Speaking of which, it’s been a long time since I last…

cough cough.

"It's not up to you."

Cheng Kaiyan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and held the girl's arm tightly and pulled her into his arms.

"It's not closed yet..."

Liu Xiaoli bit her lip and half-reluctantly sat sideways on her partner's strong thigh. Her round, starry eyes looked at the door anxiously, fearing that someone would pass by and peek.

"It's okay. Don't be afraid if someone comes. Just hold your legs and curl up in their arms."

Cheng Kaiyan encouraged with a smile.

The girl was not short, nearly 1.7 meters tall, but she had a small frame and well-proportioned flesh and bones.

But compared to Cheng Kaiyan's height of over 1.8 meters, curled up in his arms with her back to him, it was hard to tell unless you looked carefully.

"..."

Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips and glared at him in embarrassment.

But there was nothing I could do about him, so I could only look at the door nervously.

She had made up her mind not to let him kiss her later.

But to her surprise, Cheng Kaiyan did not do anything to her.

Instead, she first straightened her body, sat on her legs, then placed her arms under her armpits on the table, and rested her head on her exposed half shoulder.

Liu Xiaoli felt the weight of his shoulders and the temperature of his skin. The hot breath hit her neck, making her feel a little itchy.

Worried that he might look at something else, the girl softly asked him, "Kai Yan, can you...close your eyes?"

"it is good."

Cheng Kaiyan glanced down. At such a close distance, the heart-shaped neckline of the dress mercilessly exposed the girl's snow-white cleavage to his eyes.

"hurry up!"

Liu Xiaoli trembled slightly, and she said fiercely with a red face.

As he lowered his head, his chin touched her collarbone.

This guy definitely saw it!!

"Close it. If you don't believe me, feel it."

Fortunately, Cheng Kaiyan knew when to stop, otherwise she would have run away with her shy personality.

At this moment, the two of them snuggled together quietly.

It's reassuring.

This gave Liu Xiaoli the opportunity to go to the manuscript on the desk and flip through it curiously.

The content of the story surprised her a little, it turned out to be a military novel.

After seeing the classic character of childhood sweethearts, Liu Xiaoli raised her eyebrows in dissatisfaction. After watching for a while, she actually forgot about it because the protagonist's life in the army was really hard and he was bullied.

Liu Xiaoli immediately thought of her boyfriend.

"Kaiyan, is this a novel based on you?"

Liu Xiaoli asked softly, she thought Cheng Kaiyan must have suffered a lot in the army.

"Yes and no. I know what you want to ask. The answer is yes, but it's not that exaggerated. At most, it's just some sour words and some small tricks that can't be put on the table."

Cheng Kaiyan answered with her eyes closed.

"That's it..."

Seeing that Liu Xiaoli didn't believe it, Cheng Kaiyan simply gave an example of what happened in the art troupe in the past.

"When I was in the art troupe, there was a cadre's son named Xu Xing. He looked a bit ordinary, but he relied on his father's position as a leader and often flirted with female dancers in the troupe. One time he went too far, and I happened to pass by and beat him up.

Although I wasn't as healthy as I am now, I still had no problem beating him up.

Later, someone from the art troupe investigated the matter, and the man wanted to put the blame on me for molesting the lesbians, and even said seriously that I had a good relationship with the lesbians, so there must be something wrong. "

Cheng Kaiyan recalled and introduced the situation at that time.

"What then?"

The girl in his arms became nervous and asked quickly.

"Of course, I was exposed by that female comrade later. He thought his threats to her were watertight, but the female comrade preferred to have her innocence tarnished rather than let me take the blame.

Later, this guy named Xu was punished. If it weren’t for his father, he would have been sent to the dark room long ago.”

Cheng Kaiyan was full of contempt.

"Tsk tsk, someone's luck with women is as good as ever..."

The girl said sourly, then shrank into his arms.

"Kiss me."

Cheng Kaiyan was wearing shorts and was rubbed by it.

"No."

"I will do it myself."

Although she said no, Liu Xiaoli turned around with a red face and kissed him on the lips lightly.

Then she broke free from his arms and ran away when he wasn't paying attention.

The girl covered her chest and gasped, leaning against the doorway and looking at Cheng Kaiyan. Then she took out a ball of silk fabric from her pocket, waved it in front of Cheng Kaiyan's eyes, and laughed slyly like a silver bell.
"Hehe, I was planning to wear it for you to see, but since we've already kissed, and you still dare to peek... then this is invalid."

"Ah? Can you do it again?"

Cheng Kaiyan stared at the stockings in the girl's hand, feeling very unwilling.

"Can't!"

Liu Xiaoli crossed her arms and spoke righteously.

"Sister Xiaoli, you are so bold today!"

(End of this chapter)