Struggle Life in the 1970s

The person over there seemed to sense something and looked over here. Then time was like a computer that had been in disrepair for a long time and suddenly turned on. He was stunned for a long time, and then rushed over regardless of anything.

Chu Ye looked at his hair, which was messy due to the wind blowing him as he ran. It seemed that the person was approaching from far away, and in the blink of an eye, she was hugged tightly in his arms.

The man does not look strong on weekdays, and his face is very deceptive, making people think that he is a rich young man who does not know the difference between grains. However, only at this moment did Chu Ye know what it meant to look thin when dressed and have muscles when undressed. At this moment, her shoulder blades were so painful that they were trapped.

Her head was forced to rest on Mu Jiajun's chest, and she could hear his heart beating wildly inside.

Noticing that Mu Jiajun was in a strange mood, she remained silent. When his heartbeat gradually returned to normal, she patted his back a few times and said, "Mu Jiajun, you're hugging me so hard that it hurts."

As soon as he finished speaking, the arms that were restraining him suddenly loosened, and then a pair of big hands touched her shoulders and began to massage subconsciously. After massaging four or five times, he seemed to realize that this action was too intimate, and his fingertips were retracted as if they were ignited by flames.

Chu Ye laughed at his action. Hearing this laughter, Mu Jiajun looked up at her seriously again, his gray-blue eyes full of worry, "Are you okay?"

His question was inexplicable, and Chu Ye was a little confused. She glanced at her limbs and answered honestly, "I am fine, don't I?"

Mu Jiajun was still worried after hearing this, so he walked around Chu Ye and looked at her carefully. Chu Ye thought he was very strange today, and then suddenly remembered the words that she had just put to her lips but had forgotten.

"Mu Jiajun, why are you here?" Logically speaking, shouldn't he be in Tiananmen Square in Beijing now?

Mu Jiajun avoided looking at him when he heard that. He looked around like a thief, and finally pulled Chu Ye's sleeve and dragged him to the curb next to the guard room.

The old man had gone back to the guard room with eyesore when he saw the two people hugging each other. At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and the lights in the guard room suddenly turned on. The bright yellow light spread out through the glass window. The two people were in the place covered by the light. Mu Jiajun pulled some leaves from a short tree nearby, spread them flat on the curb, and motioned Chu Ye to sit down and talk.

Chu Ye did not suspect anything and sat down obediently. Mu Jiajun also sat next to her. The wind blew gently, and the leaves joined in the breeze. Insects chirped from nowhere, and with someone to keep her company, Chu Ye felt at ease. Nothing could be better than now.

Mu Jiajun was observing her expression from the side, and seeing that she was no different from before, he felt a surge of heartache in his heart.

He spoke with difficulty, "I beat your brother."

"Ah? Why did you hit him?" Chu Ye was originally immersed in this beautiful autumn night, and was quite puzzled when he heard this.

He quickly waved his hands to explain, "Just...just, anyway, I got punched twice, but it's not serious, it will go away in a few days."

He talked there for a long time, and in the end only explained that the beating was not serious, but he did not say why. Chu Ye thought about it and guessed the reason. He must have known what happened at home.

Seeing her silence, Mu Jiajun sideways quietly observed Chu Ye's expression. Seeing that she was not dissatisfied, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "I wrote to you before National Day, but you didn't reply. I couldn't figure out your intentions, and I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I took half a day off on the afternoon of the 30th to come to school to see you."

"I asked the old man what time you guys got out of school, but he told me that you had asked for leave three days in advance to go home, and that you left in a hurry after reading the letter he sent. Later, after much persuasion from me, the old man told me that it was a letter from your family. I thought something must have happened at home, that's why you were so anxious."

The man's voice was clear and gentle, and it was carried into Chu Ye's ears along with the evening breeze. She heard the undisguised concern for her in the man's tone, and her heart felt like honey had been spilled. The next moment, she gently leaned her head on the man's arm.

Mu Jiajun's body stiffened instantly, his original leisure was broken. He straightened his back unconsciously, wanting Chu Ye to lean more comfortably. However, not only did this have no effect, but it made the details that he originally didn't care about infinitely at this moment.

She had a pleasant fragrance on her body, like the floral scent of laundry detergent mixed with body odor, which drifted into his nostrils. Mu Jiajun's eyes unconsciously looked to the side again and again. Her hair had grown longer, and it was black and shiny and looked very beautiful. Her arms and legs were too thin, so she had to eat more. Her head was small and round, and she looked cute no matter how you looked at her.

Chu Ye didn't listen to him for a long time and looked up in confusion. Mu Jiajun clenched his fists nervously, then coughed lightly, raised his other hand to cover her head, and gently pressed her head on his arm again.

Chu Ye chuckled, and Mu Jiajun's face flushed. He was glad that it was night time now, so no one could see. He took a deep breath to calm himself down, and continued, "I thought that since something happened at home, I could go over and help. After all, I had lived in the village for a few years before, so I was familiar with it. So I started from here, took a few buses to get to the village, and when I arrived at your door, your brother was at home. I asked him, but he said you had already left and returned to school."

"I didn't think he was lying, so I didn't think much about it. Although I was surprised that you left so soon after you got home, I thought you might be in a hurry to leave after finishing your work, so I planned to come back." "Before leaving, I asked a few more questions, wanting to know what urgent matter had happened in your family that made you so hurried. Your brother hesitated, but finally told me the whole story. I was so angry that I punched him in the face twice."

"He is also innocent in this matter." Chu Ye spoke slowly, not defending him, but just stating a fact in a calm tone.

"Then just treat him as your son!" Mu Jiajun said indifferently. Fearing that Chu Ye would be soft-hearted in the future, he said seriously, "I just knew that they were not that good to you before. I didn't understand at the time. They were all children of the same family, so why did parents treat them differently? But later, after seeing more in the village, I realized that some deep-rooted ideas are too difficult to change. So at the time, I thought, since you are not living well at home, then I will be nice to you and make up for this part!"

A warm feeling flowed through Chu Ye's heart, and she finally understood why Mu Jiajun always sent her all kinds of food in the name of being his savior. It turned out that he had seen through her status in the family as early as when they just met, and secretly compensated her in his own way.

Her eyes unconsciously felt hot and her heart was filled with discomfort. The emotions that had been suppressed since she severed ties with her family seemed to surge out again, and a sour and bitter breath choked in her throat.

Mu Jiajun hadn't noticed yet, he said to himself, "Since this kind of thing happened at home this time, you should never go back. Such parents are not worth it."

Then, he felt that his words seemed to be provoking family relations, and hurriedly explained, "That's not what I meant. I just feel sorry for you and am afraid that you will encounter this kind of thing again when you go home in the future. Forget it, if you want to go back in the future, take me with you. With me around, they shouldn't be so excessive."

After waiting for a while, Mu Jiajun heard a very light "hmm" sound, as thin and weak as the cry of a newborn kitten, and with a hint of crying. He turned his head in surprise, reached out and pulled Chu Ye's shoulder. Sure enough, under the light, tears as big as beans poured down from her eyes.

Mu Jiajun's whole body froze, and before he could react, the girl threw herself into his arms, the thin cloth on her chest was instantly wet, and her soft sobs lingered in his ears.

"Oh. Cry, good girl. It's not your fault. It's their fault. You don't even know how dazzling you are."

His hand gently stroked the girl's back, helping her to calm down little by little, his movements were as gentle as if he was treating a priceless treasure.

"You have walked out of the mountains through your own efforts. You will have a very respectable job in the future. If you don't want to go back, you can stay there for the rest of your life. If you want to go back, I will accompany you. They don't like you because they have no vision. In the eyes of those who like you, you are the most powerful girl in the world."

Mu Jiajun's voice was gentle, with a soothing magic. Chu Ye's emotions came and went quickly, and she soon stopped crying. The grievances and dissatisfaction that had been suppressed in her heart felt much more relieved after venting them. But at this moment, her face was rubbing against Mu Jiajun's chest, and she felt quite embarrassed when she realized that she had wet a large area of ​​his clothes with her tears.

"Okay, now that you've cried, let it go. I'll be with you from now on, and don't think about those bad things anymore." Mu Jiajun seemed to have sensed her emotions, and he took her out of his arms. He gently stroked her face with his fingers, wiping away the traces of tears, and then looked at her eyes that were slightly swollen after crying. He slowly placed his palm in front of her eyes, and then, a warm lip was printed on her forehead, and then he left as soon as he touched it.

"Okay, go back to sleep." He pushed Chu Ye towards the school gate and called for an old man to open the door.

"What about you? Where are you staying tonight?"

"I'm going to stay in a hotel, don't worry. If I were to sleep on the streets, wouldn't Teacher Chu be heartbroken?" He still had the leisure to chat and laugh.

Chu Ye suppressed her laughter and rolled her eyes at him, "I would have loved to applaud you if you had lost."

After she stepped into the campus and the old man closed the school gate, Mu Jiajun slapped his head and finally remembered something. He took out a small envelope from his trouser pocket, called Chu Ye and handed it to her.

"Open it when you get to the dormitory." After giving the instructions, Mu Jiajun waved his hand and told her to go back quickly. After her back disappeared in the endless night, Mu Jiajun slowly walked towards the town.

When Chu Ye returned to the dormitory, she couldn't wait to open the envelope, and a lace photo fell out of it. It turned out to be a color photo, and the people shown on it were her and Mu Jiajun.

In the photo, there is a blue curtain behind the two people, and they are both wearing white tops. At the moment when the photo was frozen, the two people unconsciously moved their bodies closer to the middle. The boy smiled warmly and the girl raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and they looked quite a good match.

(End of this chapter)