1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 272 It's Over

“I’ve been taken advantage of…”

At noon, the sun is shining.

Next to the orange tree in the cafeteria.

Cheng Kaiyan looked at Comrade Wang Xiaowang's gradually receding back and said to herself.

Although it is a bit surprising that this is what my partner did, but if I think about it carefully, this girl is not someone who is manipulated by others and has no independent personality.

She has a gentle and graceful personality, is very opinionated when dealing with things, and beneath the appearance of a lady from a noble family, she actually has some pure and lively girlish nature.

So it is highly likely that this girl has some resentment and is deliberately doing this to herself.

Thinking of this, Cheng Kaiyan turned around to look at the girl who was quietly waiting under the shade of the tree, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

at this time.

Liu Xiaoli stood quietly under the tree, her shoulders were as sharp as a knife, her back was straight and beautiful, and her slender swan neck was covered with gold nuggets that had spilled out from the gaps between the leaves. She looked particularly demure.

Her eyes were lowered, her hands hanging naturally, her ten slender, white fingers resting on her slightly undulating, tight belly, her two index fingers gently circling, no one knew what she was thinking.

"coming."

Hearing Cheng Kaiyan's call, she stood on tiptoe, waved her hand, and then walked over slowly.

His steps were brisk and his expression was relaxed.

She seemed not to be worried at all that Cheng Kaiyan would be angry, of course it was also possible that she just wanted to see her angry.

Arrived.

Liu Xiaoli raised her face, met those smiling eyes, and said calmly, "Are you done talking? Is the watch coming back?"

Cheng Kaiyan had already expected her to ask this, so she didn't answer, but reached out and grabbed Liu Xiaoli's hands.

Liu Xiaoli did not resist, but just looked at him quietly.

Sure enough, the cuffs of the white shirt slipped down, revealing two porcelain-like wrists, on which were two watches.

Silver-white dial, dark brown leather strap.

"Sister Xiaoli, you are so extravagant, you actually wear one on each hand! You are so rich, how about giving me one?"

Cheng Kaiyan held the delicate, fair and slender wrist, raised it high, as if holding evidence to be presented in court, placed it in front of Liu Xiaoli, and asked with a smile.

"No, this is mine."

Liu Xiaoli tilted her little face up, her dark eyes reflecting Cheng Kaiyan's face, and spoke quietly.

"Then how can you give it to me?"

Cheng Kaiyan was not discouraged. After all, he didn't expect that the girl would let him go so easily.

Liu Xiaoli shook her head without answering, broke free from Cheng Kaiyan's hand, twisted her slender waist, turned around on the spot, put her hands behind her back, and walked forward on her own.

After walking a few meters, Youyou said, "It depends on your performance."

Hearing this, Cheng Kaiyan's mouth twitched, "Come on, take your time."

Follow him quickly.

……

In the afternoon, the two returned to the assigned temporary dormitory to rest.

Liu Xiaoli, Jiang Ting and Ning Qiuyue stayed in a room, while Cheng Kaiyan stayed in the room she had lived in before, together with Jiang Zilong, Ye Xin and others.

When we woke up from a nap in the afternoon, it was already past three o'clock. We chatted in the dormitory for a long time.

Cheng Kaiyan also learned about the recent work arrangements regarding the military field trip.

After finishing my field trip in southern Xinjiang, I will take a flight back to Beijing tomorrow night and arrive the next day after a good night’s sleep.

In addition, the essay competition for military literary works jointly organized by the General Political Department, the Ministry of Culture and the China Writers Association has begun.

The time period is very broad, from now until the end of November, a total of two and a half months.

After all, not every writer can write as fast as Cheng Kaiyan. They still need two or three months from the time they finish writing to the time they revise their work.

After completion, the work can be sent to the General Political Department in Beijing at any time.

Editors recommended by the three departments will review and provide guidance, and select first, second and third prizes.

Among them are several famous military figures such as Bai Yu and Wei Wei. In addition, other well-known writers, editors and critics also form the jury.

After being selected, the works will be recommended to the famous pure literature magazine "Liberation Army Literature and Art".

This time they specially created a special issue for writers who write about their military experiences, to distinguish it from the ordinary version.

Just like Zhu Sujin had just said that his work "Shooting the Wolf" had been sent to Teacher Liu Baiyu, judging from his expression, he was probably confident about it.

Cheng Kaiyan has not seen this work, but has heard about the general story.

The story is good, but the kid may not be able to perform well at his current level.

Cheng Kaiyan had no interest in competing with Zhu Sujin.

What's your level?
What's my level?
Cheng Kaiyan was amused. What made him even more amused was that he actually fell in love with Ning Qiuyue, a sinister woman.

Wow, you like mature women and wives, right?

Although the bad woman looked down on Zhu Sujin, if he were to be defeated miserably in front of Ning Qiuyue, the expression and scene would be quite interesting.

Then I'll tease him again: "Team Leader Ning, your little licker is so sad! Why don't you go and comfort him?"

That would be even more interesting, as you could see two people’s inappropriate expressions at the same time.

Cheng Kaiyan lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling above her head and thinking sinisterly.

"What are you laughing at? You look so happy. You have received such a great honor today. Shouldn't you treat us to a meal?"

Ye Xin, who was sitting at the desk in the middle of the beds in the dormitory writing a manuscript, caught a glimpse of Cheng Kaiyan lying on the bed and joked.

"Nothing, I just noticed that you've always wanted me to treat you!"

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head, speechless.

"Hey, I just want to improve the relationship. Do you know how many relationships are formed by drinking and chatting at the dinner table?"

Ye Xin said with a smile on his square face.

In fact, he really admired this young man who was seven or eight years younger than him.

When he first met her, he felt that Cheng Kaiyan was indeed talented, but was still a fledgling young literary figure.

And Ye Xin is already famous, so he should be at least a little better than him, right?
Later on, we gradually treated it equally.

Until now, everything Ye Xin saw during his field trip to southern Xinjiang has turned into admiration.

"What Old Ye said is quite right."

Jiang Zilong glanced over with a smile.

It's not easy to get this guy to drink with you, since the lunch money is shared equally by everyone.

"Okay! I'll invite you when I get the prize money for the essay contest."

Now that things had come to this, Cheng Kaiyan naturally agreed easily.

"Collection bonus?"

Ye Xin was surprised. He was reading Cheng Kaiyan's "Youth". Judging from his tone, he should have finished writing it by now. He was surprised and said:

"Wow! You are very confident?
Everyone is thinking about the bonus!
Show me tomorrow what you wrote. I didn’t finish reading it last time.”

"Kaiyan, don't be too proud. Lao Ye and I both have some thoughts on this field trip. With the two of us here, it's still a question whether you can win the prize!
You're bragging about it so early, don't let it get blown out of proportion later!"

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Zilong raised his eyebrows and joked with a laugh.

In terms of status in the literary world, he is the highest among the three.

He has won the National Excellent Short Story Award twice, is a pioneer in reform literature, and many of his works have been adapted into film and television. He is a well-known writer in China.

Cheng Kaiyan only won a children's literature award and no other awards.

However, he should have a place in next year's National Excellent Short Story Award.

"that is!"

Ye Xin agreed, he also gained a lot this time.

"Haha, anyway, whoever wins the prize will treat us."

Cheng Kaiyan chuckled.

"It's done!"

Several people made an agreement, and no one realized that Cheng Kaiyan was trying to replace the concept.

On the contrary, Ye Xin and Jiang Zilon devoted themselves more fully to their creation after the agreement.

……

……

Five p.m.

The heat gradually subsided and the sun set in the west.

"I'm going out. If anyone wants to see me, just tell them I went to the hospital." Cheng Kaiyan said hello and left the dormitory.

On the cement road, there are busy figures everywhere.

Because today's event is not just a celebration meeting, there will also be a grand performance by the art troupe in the evening.

The performance was held in the military district’s auditorium, and this time it was much more grand and ceremonious than the one a month ago.

Cheng Kaiyan didn't want to take any more glances. He would be returning to the capital tomorrow, so he went to find Sister Qingshui.

One is to change the dressing, and the other is to say goodbye to her, if possible...

If possible, he hoped that Sister Qingshui would leave here with him and go to BJ.

……

The mountain behind the military area.

Tall, green elm forests cover the ground. On the quiet gravel road in the woods, the crisp chirping of birds and the noisy buzzing of cicadas echo in the ears. Even the sunlight cannot penetrate through the dense branches and leaves. A cool air comes over, refreshing the body and mind.

Next to the woods, a red and white four-story building is faintly visible in the gaps between the leaves.

Military General Hospital.

At the end of the corridor on the first floor.

On the paint-chipped red wooden bench at the door, a young man was lying flat on his back with his eyes closed, and a dark-complexioned young man was standing next to him.

The dark-skinned young man looked up and his pupils shrank.

The female doctor in front of me looks particularly familiar.

She was wearing a white coat, had a petite and thin figure, and her face was pale, looking very frail.

Isn’t this Cheng Kaiyan’s adopted sister?
The young man felt a little guilty and asked stutteringly, "Ahem...doctor, is he okay?"

"Well, it's nothing serious. I was just so angry that I vomited blood and passed out. It's nothing serious. Go back and get some rest."

Lin Qingshui withdrew his gaze and said lightly.

"Then why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Lin Qingshui raised his hand and touched his chin, thinking for a while, and suggested: "Well...how about getting two bottles of water later?"

"you ask me?"

"hold head high."

Facing the young man's question, Lin Qingshui nodded heavily.

"What are the specific functions of these two bottles of water?"

The young man swallowed and wondered whether this girl’s medical skills were any good.

"It's a diuretic. Urine fills up his bladder and can wake him up. Two bottles shouldn't be enough. How about three?"

Lin Qingshui was really asking for his opinion, and he looked very serious and his tone was very earnest.

"Then let's have three bottles... Mainly because I'm afraid it won't be enough. It's a good thing that he can wake up."

"Row."

Lin Qingshui went back to the office and took out a pack of infusion sets and three bottles of water to inject the fluid into the person. He then adjusted the infusion speed faster and that was it.

After applying the potion, the young man left.

Lin Qingshui returned to the office. She stared at the dense forest on the back hill in a trance and sighed softly, "Only a few days left?"

After watching for a while, I felt a little annoyed, so I went back to the table to rest.

After a while, he fell asleep.

I also had a dream. The scene in the dream was very hazy, as if it was against the light.

But she could probably tell it was from a few years ago. There were voices of herself and Cheng Kaiyan talking, and the thin boy in the picture bought him a comb.

It even made her dull and lifeless face smile for the first time.

……

I don’t know how long it took.

Lin Qingshui felt as if there was someone sitting next to her, and she was suddenly awakened.

She looked up and saw a familiar face in front of her, so she felt relieved and asked in confusion: "Xiao Yan? Why are you here?"

"I'll change the medicine."

"Okay, take off your clothes, lie on the bed, and I'll change the medicine for you."

Lin Qingshui stared at Cheng Kaiyan for a few seconds, then pushed Cheng Kaiyan, who was hesitant to speak, to the bed with an expressionless face.

As a doctor, she is very clear about Cheng Kaiyan's condition and has better treatments.

Lin Qingshui never dared to use it because he was worried that it would worsen his condition.

Now that Cheng Kaiyan is stable, she plans to give it a try.

Lin Qingshui lowered his head, unbuttoned his clothes, placed them on the bed, and let him lie on them.

"Why don't you try my family's trauma medicine? It's very effective."

Lin Qingshui bent down and asked Cheng Kaiyan in her ear.

"Ah."

Not long after, Lin Qingshui took out a can of gray-white paste from the drawer, picked up a lump with his finger, and smeared it on the wound on Cheng Kaiyan's back.

His movements were gentle, as if he were handling a piece of delicate and fragile porcelain.

Cheng Kaiyan groaned in pain.

Although the celebration meeting this morning was glorious, it was inevitable to sweat under the sun, which was really not kind to the wounds.

The wounds are burning with pain now.

As soon as this paste is applied on the skin, the medicinal power seems to have a penetrating power, drilling into the bones.

Suddenly, a cool feeling seeped out from the bones, soothing the stinging pain.

So much so that Cheng Kaiyan couldn't help but moan.

"what happened?"

Lin Qingshui quickly stopped and asked.

"It's okay. I feel very comfortable."

Cheng Kaiyan took a breath and explained.

"That's good. Take this jar of ointment back with you and let Liu Xiaoli or Jiang Ting apply it to you."

Lin Qingshui said with his head down, his hands moving non-stop.

"How about you come with us to BJ, sis?"

Cheng Kaiyan asked tentatively.

"No need."

Lin Qingshui declined with a wooden face. It was not like she had not thought about it, but it was a bit wishful thinking.

But that’s the capital, who can move it?

This was not what worried her the most. What worried her the most was that a lonely person like herself seemed to have a kind of bad luck and always dragged down the people around her.

I barely escaped death last year, but this time I almost...

"You really don't want to go?"

Cheng Kaiyan refused to give up.

"You have grown up, you are not the child you used to be, you have your own life, you should look forward.

Of course, as long as you are willing to look back, I will always be watching you from behind and waiting for you here, isn't that enough?"

Lin Qingshui's dull face was extremely gentle at this moment, and she gently touched Cheng Kaiyan's hair.

She only has this one relative, and she just wants him to be well.

The two fell silent. The office was so quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

"Okay, put on your clothes."

Lin Qingshui broke the silence, but Cheng Kaiyan did not respond.

She felt helpless, wondering why this guy always ignored her when he was angry.

"Don't be so childish. Can you comb your sister's hair again before you leave?"

"Ah."

Inside the office.

Cheng Kaiyan stood behind the petite and thin woman, holding a warm wooden comb, combing her soft black hair from top to bottom, gently and clumsily, while chatting.

At this time, the summer is in full swing outside the window and the cicadas are chirping.

But there is a sense of autumn brewing in the forest.

(End of this chapter)