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"Song Ye! This is someone else's house!"

Sang Huan was startled by his unexpected urgency and quickly placed her hand against his chest.

Nowadays, rural houses are all built with cement and concrete, which has a negligible sound insulation effect. It would be very embarrassing if you made a noise and let the neighbors know.

Huanhuan.

Song Ye didn't back down because of her resistance. He freed one hand to grasp the girl's outstretched wrist, guiding her hand slowly down until it slipped inside her shirt hem, touching her firm, powerful abs...

"Song Ye...you!"

Sang Huan's mind went blank for a moment. After realizing what the other person had done, her face immediately turned bright red, and a hint of shyness appeared in her watery eyes, which had been filled with dissatisfaction.

But that...touch...she couldn't resist, and her slender white fingertips secretly pinched it a few times...

"hiss......"

Song Ye let out a low breath, his long, narrow eyes flushed red, like a lone wolf locking onto its prey, his gaze fixed on the girl in front of him.

"Huanhuan, help me... Don't worry, as long as you keep it down, no one will find out... You want that too, right?"

His deep, husky voice was seductive, luring the girl little by little into the abyss...

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As spring transitions into summer, it becomes a rainy season.

When the villagers finished work and went home, a light drizzle had already started to fall outside. As night fell and the earth was swallowed up, the wind howled and swirled.

Most of the houses in Anfu Village are located on the back of the mountain. When the wind howls, the branches of the trees sway and the leaves make a rustling sound as they rub against each other.

Before long, a torrential downpour began, with large raindrops pounding on the muddy ground. The heavier and faster the rain fell, the more the soil softened and the more the rain pounded, creating small dents in the ground...

Someone was holding a bowl and chopsticks under the eaves, watching the heavy rain and sighing, "This rain is really heavy. I wonder if it will stop tomorrow."

"It would be best if we didn't stop, so we could take a day off and avoid being too busy."

"That's true, let's wait until tomorrow to see."

The torrential rain drowned out all the villagers' conversations, and naturally, it also muffled the sounds coming from inside some houses...

Hot sweat slid down the man's handsome face, and the intense, scorching atmosphere was conveyed through his soft sobs.

Under the cover of the heavy rain, Song Ye became even more unrestrained.

A thin mist filled the girl's watery eyes, a blush of rouge lingering at the corners. Her slender, pale fingers gripped the sheets tightly beneath her, and her soft sobs were swallowed whole by the man in the next instant...

By the time things were over, it was almost the early hours of the next day.

After the man had eaten and drunk his fill, he carefully wiped Sang Huan down with hot water, making sure nothing was missed. Then he secretly kissed her twice before leaving the room and climbing over the courtyard wall.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

It was a little past ten o'clock, and a light drizzle was still falling. The villagers were exhausted and couldn't work in the rain, so the team leader gave everyone three days off to rest.

Knowing that Sang Huan was going to take the college entrance examination, Aunt Wang didn't wake her up since she had been studying late into the night. After leaving breakfast in the pot, she chatted with the brigade leader while preparing the ingredients for lunch.

Good morning, Auntie and Uncle.

Song Ye walked into the courtyard holding an umbrella. Their relationship was made public when Song Ye and Sang Huan returned to the village by car.

Song Ye had been visiting Sang Huan frequently during this time, and the two of them had become accustomed to his presence.

Aunt Wang, picking vegetables, responded, but seeing him carrying large and small bags with some helplessness, she quickly put down the vegetables and got up.

"Xiao Song, why do you keep carrying so much stuff? My house is about to be overflowing with it. Don't do this again next time."

Song Ye smiled and said, "It's nothing. Huanhuan has been taken care of by you so diligently, it's all my duty. I received a message that Aunt Sang will be arriving in the village tonight, so I'll let Huanhuan know."

"Why are you being so polite? Sang Huan's parents arrived tonight, that's pretty quick. Okay, Huanhuan must have stayed up late studying again last night, she's still sleeping now. Why don't you wait until she wakes up before you go?"

"it is good."

Knowing the truth about Sang Huan's all-nighter, Song Ye didn't refuse. He took the stool that Aunt Wang handed him and sat down to wait for her.

When Sang Huan woke up and, with her legs weak, leaned against the wall to go outside, she immediately saw a certain "culprit" chatting and laughing with Aunt Wang.

Thinking about what happened yesterday, Sang Huan was a little angry, but she didn't say much because there were outsiders present. However, she also ignored Song Ye.

Sang Huan didn't arrive until after dinner when the other party cornered her in the house and started embracing and being intimate with her.

"Loosen up, weren't you done enough last night?"

"I was wrong, Huanhuan. I went too far last night. Please don't be angry. I promise I won't do it again next time."

Song Ye apologized pitifully, and his appearance made Sang Huan unable to stay angry. After being coaxed by his sweet words, her expression finally softened.

"Alright, just say what's on your mind."

"Aunt Sang's train is at 8 PM, do you want to pick her up?"

"Oh, you arrived so quickly. Let me change my clothes before we go."

Sang Huan was initially surprised, but after calculating the time and finding it to be roughly as expected, she didn't say anything more and turned to find her clothes.

Song Ye held her without moving, and Sang Huan patted his arm again, speaking in an annoyed tone.

"Let go, I need to change my clothes."

Song Ye smelled the girl's sweet fragrance, lowered his head and nuzzled her neck, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment.

"Huanhuan, what should I do?"

"What? What should we do?"

Sang Huan hadn't reacted yet.

"We've made this up many times. Huanhuan doesn't want to marry me now, but aren't you even prepared to introduce me to your family?"

I understand, they've come to demand a formal status from her.

Sang Huan couldn't help but find it amusing. Connecting the other party's fierce attitude last night with this matter, what else couldn't she understand?

She sighed helplessly, gestured for the man to release her, and then looked at him.

"Since you've put it that way, how could I possibly refuse?"

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment before continuing.

"How about this, I'll introduce you to my parents tonight so you can get to know them. Once things are mostly settled with Lin Xue, if your parents agree, we can go get our marriage certificate, okay?"

She originally planned to tell Song Ye about getting a marriage certificate after the college entrance exam, but it wasn't right for him to be climbing over the wall every day. Besides, she was currently living in someone else's house, and if they made a big fuss and got caught, she would be so embarrassed.

Instead of keeping things secret like an affair, it would be better to get a marriage certificate with Song Ye and live in a separate courtyard.

Most importantly, in the countryside, you have to do everything yourself, and she's not exactly a diligent person. It's fine for her to ask Song Ye to help her, but it's a bit unreasonable to ask Aunt Wang, an elder, to help her.

"What?!"

Upon hearing Sang Huan's words, Song Ye's eyes lit up instantly. From the very first day the two became intimate, he had the idea of ​​marrying her immediately.

Unfortunately, Sang Huan was concerned that Lin Xue disagreed, and then this whole mess happened.

Song Ye was already happy enough that Sang Huan agreed to date him. As for marriage, Song Ye was thinking of waiting until she introduced him to her family before taking things slowly.

Sang Huan has suddenly opened up, and Song Ye is going crazy with excitement.

"Yes, my parents definitely agree!"

As early as when he and Sang Huan first got together, Song Ye sent a message to his family.

He's 28 now, and will be 30 in two years. These days, people his age have kids who can already climb trees.

Not to mention his special profession; he might die in an accident any day.

Therefore, the Song family took Song Ye's marriage very seriously and introduced him to many girls, but each time it was unsuccessful.

After learning that Song Ye and Sang Huan were together, the Song family was incredibly excited and wished they could buy train tickets and come see them that very day. However, they had to give up because Song Ye was currently on a mission and it was inconvenient for him to come.

As for the other party being the sister of that fiancée?

What nonsense! The two families were just joking in their letters. The children from both families have never met since they were little, so what's with this talk of marriage? It's ridiculous.

Song Ye became more and more excited as he thought about it. He carried Sang Huan around the room a few times before calming down. Sang Huan looked at his silly grin and didn't say anything.

After changing into a blue dress, Sang Huan and Song Ye set off together for the county's train station.

After arriving, the two didn't have to wait long before Lin's parents came out of the train station.

Upon seeing Sang Huan from afar, Sang's mother waved and ran over with tears in her eyes.

When they arrived in front of Sang Huan, Sang's mother held Sang Huan's hand and tears streamed down her face.

"Huanhuan, why are you different from before..."

Looking at the other person's slightly round face and clear, bright eyes, Sang's mother hesitated for a moment before finally managing to say, "You've lost weight."

Half a day later, she managed to utter only one sentence.

"Huanhuan, it's my fault for making you suffer in this place."

Lin's father, who was watching Sang's mother's actions from the side, broke out in a cold sweat. He only breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Sang Huan after he caught up and found that she was alright.

He knew why Sang Huan had gone to the countryside, and because of this, when he looked at Sang Huan again, there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"Huanhuan, your uncle is sorry."

Sang Huan didn't have a good impression of Lin's father, so she just smiled at him politely.

Lin's father, however, noticed Song Ye beside him and couldn't help but ask a couple of questions out of curiosity. When he heard Sang Huan say that this was her boyfriend, he and Sang's mother exchanged bewildered glances.

The two women's expressions became complicated. Sang's mother thought that her daughter had been deceived by the farmers in the countryside. She looked at Song Ye with vigilance and wanted to pull Sang Huan aside to ask her about the situation in secret.

Lin's father thought similarly, but he felt more guilty, as there were many cases of female educated youth being harmed by rural men in those days.

Ultimately, it was Lin Xue's fault; if she hadn't applied for Sang Huan's rural assignment...

Sang Huan wouldn't have suffered for nothing; otherwise, with her looks, she could definitely have found a top-notch man in the city.

The more Lin's father thought about it, the more guilty he felt. In the end, he even considered arranging jobs for both of them and transferring them to the city as compensation.

Sang Huan immediately guessed what the two were thinking. Just as she was about to explain things with some helplessness, a surprised female voice suddenly rang out.

"Ono, what are you doing here?"

The three of them turned around and saw a well-dressed middle-aged couple standing beside them, carrying suitcases and looking at them with surprise.

Song Ye met their gazes and remained silent for a moment, unable to help but feel somewhat helpless.

"Dad, Mom, what brings you here?"

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State-run restaurant.

The six people sat at the dinner table, looking at each other, unsure of what to say.

Song's parents were a little embarrassed. Ever since Song Ye started dating, they had wanted to come and see him, but Song Ye's obstruction and their mission had prevented them from doing so.

Now that the mission is finally over, Song Ye is still squatting in the village and refusing to bring the person back, which makes the couple somewhat anxious.

He was happy that his son had met the person he loved, but worried that she might be deceived. So he made a decision and secretly booked a train ticket to come and see for himself what was going on.

But who knew that not only did he bump into someone as soon as he got off the train, but the woman's parents were also there.

Song's mother was the first to speak up, "Well, in-law... oh no, comrade, hello, I'm Song Ye's mother, hello, hello..."

Sang's mother and father were also a little embarrassed. They thought Sang Huan had been harmed by a peasant, but they didn't expect the other party to be as bad as they had imagined. For a moment, they didn't know how to deal with him.

When Song's mother took the initiative to speak, she smiled and shook hands in return.

The deadlock was broken, and the two sides began to get to know each other through casual conversation.

As they chatted, Lin's father realized that the other person looked increasingly familiar. During a break, he tentatively asked the other person for their identity and name.

Mr. Song didn't hide anything and told Mr. Lin directly. After hearing this, Mr. Lin suddenly realized that the other person was his good friend from the same school many years ago, and also the "acquaintance" he had asked to take care of his daughter.

He explained the situation, and the previously awkward atmosphere instantly lightened up considerably.

Sang's mother knew about the family of Lin's father's acquaintances; the whole family were soldiers of the motherland, which naturally made her, a former military wife, feel good about them.

A smile appeared on their faces, and after the Song family learned that Sang Huan was the child of a martyr, they not only liked Sang Huan even more, but also felt a bit of resentment towards Sang Huan's mother for not knowing her sooner.

Song Ye and Sang Huan, being the younger generation, didn't say a word, just silently went about their work. Worried that Sang Huan might be scared, Song Ye even secretly peeled a candy for her and put it to her mouth.

Sang Huan instinctively put the food in her mouth and swallowed it. When she realized what had happened, both sets of parents were looking at them with smiles of satisfaction.

Sang Huan: ......

She smiled politely, but secretly reached out and pinched Song Ye's waist.

Okay, this guy is all muscle, he can't move.

Song Ye then grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers. Sang Huan frowned and secretly glared at him when no one was looking.

Song Ye laughed even harder, but his wife glared at him!

Song's mother, who had been secretly observing everything, was somewhat unable to bear watching, but she knew that her son had truly met a girl he liked.

Clearing his throat, he didn't hesitate to bring up the young couple's wedding.

How could Sang's mother not notice the interaction between the two? She had a good impression of the Song family, so she chimed in when she heard this.

With a few words exchanged, both sets of parents quickly made a decision: to get engaged as soon as they got back, and then get married on the fifteenth of August. They even discussed where to set up their wedding banquet and how many tables to have.

As for the opinions of the young couple next to them? Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking. Anyway, you two are already so inseparable, you're going to get married sooner or later.

After the couple had discussed their marriage plans, the dinner party ended smoothly.

It was already dark outside. After learning that the two families had booked the same guesthouse, they chatted and laughed as they walked back.

Once they arrived at the room, Song Ye was pulled aside by his parents to discuss the wedding date. After having Lin's father squat at the door, Sang's mother also pulled Sang Huan into the room and asked her how she and Song Ye were getting along.

Sang Huan answered truthfully, and Sang's mother couldn't find any fault with him. After she was fairly satisfied with this future son-in-law, she turned around and asked about Lin Xue.

Sang Huan didn't hide anything and told the whole story about the other party's schemes against her and Song Ye, and how they ended up getting themselves into trouble.

Upon hearing this, Sang's mother was so angry that she almost fainted.

"That damned woman, how dare she treat you like that!"

Sang Huan was startled and quickly helped her up to calm her down. After her mother caught her breath, she looked at Sang Huan and tears streamed down her face.

"You're such an idiot! You're my own flesh and blood. I don't know where Lin Xue came from. I only told you not to bully her, but you still let her bully you like this, and you even kept it from your mother!"

Sang's mother was heartbroken. She had married Lin's father because he only had one daughter, making him easy to manipulate. She thought she could use his status to gain more benefits for her daughter in the future.

Who knew that Sang Huan would actually take to heart what she pretended to say to Lin's father, and keep making herself feel wronged like this.

It's also her fault. She was always thinking about her own interests and didn't care about the child. Otherwise, Sang Huan wouldn't have been treated like this by Lin Xue!

Thinking of Lin Xue, Sang's mother gritted her teeth in hatred. How dare she bully her daughter! She would make her pay dearly!

"Don't worry about Lin Xue, Mom will get revenge for you!"

Just going to jail isn't enough. Isn't she the most aloof person? Then let her taste what it's like to be entangled in mud for the rest of her life!

Seeing her mother's expression, Sang Huan knew she didn't need to intervene and nodded with a smile.

"it is good."