The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

One afternoon, Lin Feng suggested taking Xiao Yu camping and barbecuing by the stream outside the town.

Wang Fang immediately said "okay" upon hearing this, and Xiao Yu, who was standing nearby, clapped his hands excitedly when he heard the word "barbecue".

Wang Fang was extra careful when preparing the ingredients. She marinated the chicken wings and pork belly for several hours, chopped several kinds of vegetables, packed the sauce in a small box, put the mineral water and small bread into a bag, and also cut a few slices of watermelon and a box of cherry tomatoes into a food storage container.

While packing, I thought for a moment and then took an extra garbage bag, saying, "Used bamboo skewers and tissues can't be left by the stream; we have to bring them back to throw them away."

The stream is in a valley east of the town. The water is shallow and crystal clear, with round pebbles covering the bottom.

The banks are lined with dense bamboo forests, and sunlight filters through the bamboo leaves, casting shimmering golden spots on the water's surface.

Lin Feng found a flat rock, set up a portable grill, lit the charcoal, and slowly blew on it to warm the fire. Once the charcoal glowed red, he placed the skewers on the grill.

Wang Fang sat on the picnic mat next to her, skewering meat, placing chicken wings and pork belly slices one by one onto bamboo skewers, skewering them neatly and evenly.

Xiao Yu squatted by the stream picking up stones, skipping the flat pebbles across the water. The stones bounced several times before sinking, and he shouted excitedly, turning back to wave vigorously at Lin Feng, meaning to let him see.

Lin Feng walked over, squatted down by the stream, picked out a few flat stones, and demonstrated to Xiao Yu how to skip stones. His stones skipped across the water five or six times before sinking, creating ripples in circles.

Xiao Yu was so amused that he handed the stone in his hand to him and asked him to try again.

Lin Feng hit him several more times, and each time Xiao Yu counted along—"One, two, three, four..." He pronounced the numbers slowly but accurately. When he counted to the fifth one, he was stunned, then looked up and shouted loudly towards Wang Fang, "Mom!"

The sound echoed softly in the valley. This "Mom" was clearer than ever before. Although it was just a simple word, the joy from the bottom of his heart allowed him to overcome the language barrier.

Wang Fang looked up at the excited yet disbelieving expression on his little face, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Mommy heard it."

While barbecuing, Wang Fang was responsible for handing over sauces, while Lin Feng stood in front of the grill flipping the skewers.

The chicken wings sizzled on the charcoal fire, the golden oil dripping into the embers and sending up wisps of smoke.

He brushed on the sauce with practiced ease, and every now and then he would turn to Wang Fang and ask, "Do you prefer it sweeter or spicier?"

Wang Fang said, "Just mildly spicy is fine." She added, "Xiao Yu can't eat spicy food, so grill a few skewers for him separately without chili powder."

Lin Feng deliberately left several chicken wings brushed only with honey, the golden honey coating the crispy chicken skin.

Xiao Yu ran back after playing by the stream until he was tired. Lin Feng handed him some non-spicy chicken wings, which he held in his two little hands and ate with gusto, oil dripping from the corners of his mouth. He wolfed them down.

Wang Fang, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh and said, "He looks like Dou Dou is eating dog food."

After finishing their barbecue, the three of them took off their shoes and stepped into the stream. The stream was icy cold and clear, and the heat dissipated completely when it reached their ankles.

Lin Feng bent down and picked up a stone to teach Xiao Yu how to skip stones. Xiao Yu learned diligently, and every time the stone sank into the water, he would stomp his feet in frustration.

They found an even flatter stone and put it in his palm, holding his little hand to adjust the angle and force, and then the two of them threw the stone together.

The stone slab bounced several times on the water's surface before sinking. Xiaoyu jumped up excitedly, not caring that his trousers were completely wet.

Just then, Wang Fang suddenly let out a short cry of surprise. She had taken a few steps into the deeper part of the stream to pick up a bamboo leaf floating on the surface when she stepped on a moss-covered stone, causing her to lose her balance.

Lin Feng reacted quickly and grabbed her arm, but the moss under her feet was too slippery, and the two of them lost their balance and fell into the water.

The stream wasn't deep, but it was enough to soak the two of them from head to toe.

Wang Fang sat up from the water, her hair still wet and clinging to her face, water droplets dripping down her chin. She was wearing a light-colored cotton-linen top, which clung to her body after being soaked, outlining the full curves below her collarbone.

The fabric became translucent as it was soaked in water, revealing the outline of the underwear. The two full breasts swayed slightly under the wet fabric, and a small patch of fair skin peeked out from the gaps in the wet fabric on the side of the waist.

Her figure was much better than Lin Feng had expected. It wasn't the kind of toned physique you get from working out in a gym, but rather the plump, soft look that comes from being nurtured by the water and soil of Jiangnan. Her skin was smooth and delicate, her waist was slender, and the curve of her hips was rounded and soft under her soaked linen shorts.

Lin Feng paused for a moment, his hand still on her arm. Coming to his senses, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he looked away, asking, "Are you alright?"

Wang Fang looked down at her wet clothes, her ears turning bright red. She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest and whispered, "It's okay, it's just that the rock was too slippery." Her voice was tinged with embarrassment and shyness, but there was no blame in it.

Lin Feng took a picnic blanket from the stream and draped it over her shoulders. She pulled the blanket tighter, lowered her head, and said "thank you."

Xiao Yu, watching the two adults soaking wet, suddenly giggled, his laughter echoing through the valley.

Wang Fang was amused by him, and the embarrassment on her face was somewhat relieved by the smile. She pulled the picnic blanket up, looked up at Lin Feng, and said, "The three of us are all soaked to the bone today."

Raymond Lam couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's perfect, it's quite cool."

On the way back, Xiaoyu skipped and jumped ahead chasing butterflies, while Wang Fang and Lin Feng walked side by side on the stone path under the setting sun.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the three people as it slanted down from the direction of the tea mountain.

Wang Fang's clothes were already half-dry from the wind. She tucked a stray hair behind her ear and glanced at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was watching Xiao Yu chasing butterflies ahead, a smile playing on his lips.

She suddenly spoke, her voice very soft: "Mr. Lin, these past few days have been the happiest days for Xiaoyu and me in recent years."

Lin Feng turned to look at her.

The other person's gaze was still fixed on the bouncy little figure in front of them, their lips slightly pursed, as if they were hesitating whether or not to say those words.

Then she turned her head, looked directly into Lin Feng's eyes, and smiled slightly, revealing a sincerity that had not been noticed by anyone for a long time.

She then softly said, "Thank you."

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, then said, "There will be more in the future." His tone was very calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

Wang Fang lowered her head and wiped the corner of her eye with the back of her hand. When she raised her head again, her eyes were still slightly red. The guardedness and aloofness that had been suppressed in her heart for many years completely let down at this moment.

That night, after returning to the hotel, Raymond Lam leaned against the headboard without turning on the light. The moonlight from outside shone through the gauze curtains onto the floor, like a thin layer of frost.

He pulled the last cigarette from the pack and put it in his mouth. The flame of the lighter flickered in the darkness, revealing his slightly furrowed brow.

This afternoon in the stream, when he grabbed Wang Fang, he could feel the muscles in her arm tense up from the panic, and he could see a fleeting glint in her eyes when she looked up at him.

That light reminded him of the way Ye Qinghan looked at him in the club, and of the expression on Shen Qianqian's face when she looked up at him on the Xinjiang grasslands.

He knew very well that Wang Fang's trust in him was deepening day by day, and that trust was quietly turning into something else.

But at the same time, he also knew clearly that he had come with a mission from beginning to end. Saving Xiaoyu was an accident, but getting close to Wang Fang, gaining her trust, and collecting the child's DNA were all part of the plan.

He was taking advantage of her kindness, her loneliness, and her last shred of trust in the world.

Leaning against the headboard, I looked out the window at the tranquil night view of Qingxi Town, with a few scattered lights reflected on the river.

The DNA comparison results should be available tomorrow.

Once the results are in, he will have to make a choice. How to confront her, how to get her to accept the truth, and how to bring Chen Liangliang down while protecting her and the child.

Regardless of the outcome, this woman's peaceful life has been disrupted by him.

The only thing we can do is help her rebuild a new beginning after things have been broken.

I stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, and the room was plunged into thick darkness, but I still couldn't fall asleep.