1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 375 I'll Keep an Eye on You
The hazy spring rain outside the window was falling like fog, silently and without a sound.

There was no light on in the living room, only light coming through the printed windows on the balcony, illuminating the room.

The light was dim, but the atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

The beautiful woman's cool and intellectual voice echoed in the living room. She spoke slowly and calmly as she explained.

The two first gave a general understanding of the basic situation of the Republic of China society, and then explained it along the timeline from the aspects of politics, war, etc.

Next comes the economic situation, national industrial development, land policy, etc.

Cheng Kaiyan listened attentively, and Jiang Ting spoke in a detailed and professional manner.

Before we knew it, time had passed.

The spring rain outside the window is getting heavier, and the sound of raindrops hitting the bamboo leaves can be faintly heard.

Cheng Kaiyan put down the pen he was writing with, took a sip of water, and looked at his aunt.

The two of them sat a body distance apart, neither far nor close.

He could clearly see that the dim and gloomy light outlined the hazy and beautiful facial contours on his aunt's serious and earnest face.

Half of her face was reflected in the light, bright and clean, and her skin was as delicate as translucent jade.

The other half is hidden in the dark, mysterious and elegant.

"Listen carefully!"

Seeing that he was looking at her intently, Jiang Ting felt no joy in her heart. Instead, she frowned, glared at him unhappily, and scolded him in a stern voice.

"I'm listening!"

Cheng Kaiyan nodded quickly.

The two of them preached, taught, and answered questions, and time gradually approached noon.

I only managed to talk about a little bit in the whole morning. History is indeed a huge project.

"From now on, I will come to your place to attend classes every other day, okay?"

Cheng Kaiyan handed the teacup in her hand to her aunt who was frowning and clearing her throat, and asked.

"Ahem...Okay, what I like...admire most is a man who works seriously and has a plan."

Seeing his sincere eyes, Jiang Ting took the teacup, took a sip, and responded in a gentle manner.

"Then I'll cook for you. What would you like to eat for lunch?"

Cheng Kaiyan said with a very attentive look on her face.

"Don't worry, massage my shoulders and neck. I haven't been feeling well lately."

Jiang Ting raised her hand and rubbed the back of her snow-white neck, her tone vague.

"No problem, I'll keep it for you to be comfortable."

"Ah."

Jiang Ting responded indifferently, but her ears felt warm and a beautiful blush appeared on them.

After a simple massage, Cheng Kaiyan went into the kitchen to make lunch.

The kitchen is no longer empty as it used to be. With Sister Xiaoli here, she will buy groceries and cook in her spare time even during classes.

Cheng Kaiyan randomly picked up two green vegetables and some bacon hanging by the kitchen window and fried three dishes.

After lunch, they cleaned up the kitchen together.

"Take a nap at noon. I'll go to the library with you this afternoon and look for some information in the journal reading room. Although they are a bit old, some of the information and papers are quite representative."

Jiang Ting wiped the water droplets from her hands and made arrangements.

"Okay, then where should I sleep, in Sister Xiaoli's room?"

Cheng Kaiyan nodded and asked casually.

Jiang Ting raised her chin towards the sofa and said, "You sleep on the sofa."

After saying that, he turned around and left back to his room without any intention of explaining.

"I finally know who provoked her... After all this time, it was me. Luckily it was my aunt, if it was Aunt Wan... But Aunt Wan would know sooner or later."

Cheng Kaiyan shook his head helplessly, so Sister Xiaoli must have told his aunt yesterday that he was going to Japan to film a movie with Zhao Ruixue.

"Forget it... Let's take a nap."

Of course, Cheng Kaiyan would not be stupid enough to sleep on the sofa. She was just soaked. Wouldn't it be asking for trouble if she slept on the sofa?
The living room was quiet. Cheng Kaiyan came to the corridor, opened Xiaoli's door openly, took off her coat, and got into the bed filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Lie down quietly and fall into a deep sleep.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon and the room was quiet.

There was a patter of rain outside the window, and the dim light was swaying with the shadows of the trees in front of the window.

In front of the desk, a cold woman sat dignified and elegant, with a steaming coffee cup beside her and a pen in her white hands writing in a diary.

"It was raining and he suddenly came here, soaking wet. It was really worrying."

"Wipe his body, it's so hot. The scars on his back haven't completely healed yet, will they stay with him for the rest of his life..."

"He is currently writing a work related to the Republic of China. I am looking forward to it. I gave him a whole morning lecture this morning and I didn't expect that he was so interested in it."

"He wants to play a movie lover with his childhood sweetheart. I guess that's just what she wants, right?"

……

The golden pen tip stained with blue ink stopped at the last symbol. The beautiful woman looked out the window absentmindedly. When she came back to her senses, the ink had soaked the paper.

"Whoosh..."

After blowing the writing dry and placing it on the table, Jiang Ting got up and went out.

After waking up from a nap, she wrote in her diary for a while. Now that she had finished, she should go out and check on the man who had been giving her trouble to see if he was sleeping on the sofa.

Thinking of this, a deep gleam lingered in the beautiful woman's eyes.

"Da da da……"

The slender and beautiful feet wrapped in white socks and cotton slippers walked in the corridor, making dull footsteps.

The beautiful woman walked into the living room and saw that there was no one sitting on the sofa. She frowned slightly, but then quickly relaxed.

Although Cheng Kaiyan didn't listen to her, she was a little disappointed.

But after all, she said that when she was angry. She certainly didn't want Cheng Kaiyan, who had just been caught in the rain, to sleep on the sofa for the whole afternoon. She would really catch a cold if she did that.

She has a very pure mind, like an ice cube, and rarely has many complicated thoughts.

Even if it occurs, a decision will be made in a very short time and unnecessary thoughts will be discarded.

Soon she stopped worrying about it, left the living room and walked to the door, knocking politely, "Xiao Yan, are you up? It's time to go to the library."

There was no response from the room, so Jiang Ting pushed the door open and walked in.

On the clean and tidy bed, a tall figure was lying flat on the bed. His sleeping face was peaceful and tranquil, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming about something beautiful.

"I must have dreamed about Xiaoli..."

Jiang Ting walked to the bedside and looked down at the young man on the bed. She pursed her flower-like lips, feeling a little silent in her heart.

Although I have some feelings for him, how about him towards me?

Yes or no?
The beautiful woman who had never had any romantic experience had no way of knowing.

"Better not!"

Jiang Ting frowned, aware of her inner turmoil, and looked at the man whose eyes turned cold again. Her voice was like ice cubes colliding, echoing in the bedroom.

Perhaps Cheng Kaiyan's perception was sensitive enough. After a while, her eyelids moved and she opened her eyes.

The scene in front of him flashed twice, and Cheng Kaiyan saw what was in front of him clearly.

A beautiful woman with her arms folded across her chest and a cold expression was standing beside the bed, looking at him expressionlessly.

Cheng Kaiyan yawned and asked lazily, "What time is it?"

"It's 2:20. Let's go. It's raining hard now."

Jiang Ting raised her wrist and said lightly.

"Okay, we'll go early and come back early."

After some tidying up and washing up, the two of them changed into clean clothes.

"Is there only one umbrella in the house?"

Before leaving, Cheng Kaiyan asked.

"Do you think Xiaoli would be like you and not bring an umbrella?"

Jiang Ting crossed her arms and glanced at him with disdain.

This guy didn't even bring an umbrella on a rainy day, and didn't even know to hide from the rain. He just ran over here getting wet.

He is so-so. It seems that he must have a woman to take care of him.

"Yes, let's go."

The two of them went out holding umbrellas. Beijing Normal University was not far away, so they did not ride bicycles.

In the rainy spring weather, walking side by side on the street is quite poetic.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The raindrops fell on the umbrella, making a dull sound.

The dark and shiny women's leather boots stepped on the flooded road, creating tiny water droplets.

Occasionally a bus passes by on the street.

After a while, Cheng Kaiyan saw the cold iron-colored stone lions in the rain and the beautiful university campus.

Walking into the wooded path next to the podium on the playground, the two met a Chinese teacher.

"Hey, Professor Jiang, Professor Xiao Cheng, why did you suddenly come to school?"

This female teacher in her early thirties is named Hu Mingli. She teaches ancient Chinese. In addition to undergraduates, she also teaches first-year graduate students.

When Cheng Kaiyan starts school in September, she will also take her ancient Chinese class.

"Teacher Hu, let's go to the library to look for some information. Is the door to the journal reading room open?"

Cheng Kaiyan raised the umbrella and began to explain.

The beautiful woman next to him, whose shoulders were pressed against his, crossed her arms and nodded quietly.

"The reading room is probably closed, but the library is open."

Teacher Hu shook his head.

"Okay, see you later."

Cheng Kaiyan waved goodbye, and Jiang Ting whispered goodbye.

Then the two of them walked side by side on the forest path in the rain, holding umbrellas, and slowly disappeared in the rain.

"Tsk...the aunt and nephew look like a couple when they walk together."

Teacher Hu looked at the two figures, one tall and one short, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

A moment later, the two arrived at the library.

There were a few teachers and professors scattered around in the library, and there were two or three staff members on duty at the workbench on the first floor.

"I remember there is a book called 'Selected Literature and History Materials', compiled by the Literature and History Materials Research Committee. The content covers the memoirs of witnesses of the politics, economy and social life of the Republic of China. It is the first-hand material for studying the society of the Republic of China. With this book, plus the collection of publications from Nanyang University, it should be able to meet your needs for writing novels."

While introducing, Jiang Ting took Cheng Kaiyan to the workbench on the first floor.

Even Peking University and Tsinghua University do not use computers to enter library book information nowadays. Everything depends on manual search. Therefore, being a librarian is not an easy job nowadays.

Many times even the staff didn’t know whether certain books were available, so it took a long time to find a book.

"Hello...ah, is Teacher Cheng here?"

A younger female comrade noticed that her vision was getting darker, she looked up and shouted in surprise.

"Hello comrade, we are looking for a book called "Selected Historical and Literary Materials". Do you know where it is?"

Cheng Kaiyan asked.

"Selected Literature and History Materials, is it related to history? I'll take you to the fourth floor to look for it. I remember that there are many books in this series, more than a dozen."

This lesbian is very enthusiastic.

"Thank you, comrade."

Cheng Kaiyan thanked them quietly, then pulled her aunt and followed the female comrade up to the fourth floor.

It finally took me half an hour to find the series of books in a corner near the window in Area C.

"It's right here. If there's any other book you want to find, just tell me and I'll help you find it."

The female comrade smoothed her hair and spoke with a smile in a very gentle tone.

He would steal a glance at Cheng Kaiyan from time to time.

This subtle movement and look naturally did not escape Jiang Ting's eyes. Her face turned colder and she waved her hand in a cold tone, saying, "No need, you can go down."

"..."

The female comrade felt the suspicion in the eyes of the school's long-renowned iceberg professor, and subconsciously shrank her neck and said weakly: "Okay, call me if you have anything."

"Ah."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded. Seeing that she was frightened like a little animal, she looked at her aunt helplessly and comforted her: "Professor Jiang has a cold temper. It's not directed at you. Don't mind it."

"By the way, Mr. Cheng, I...I really like your novel, can you sign it for me?

I have collected all your works, especially "Love Letter"! The library scene is so beautiful! I really hope that "Love Letter" can be made into a movie one day!"

The female comrade nodded heavily, and seemed to feel relieved by Cheng Kaiyan's comfort, and said with sparkling eyes.

Teacher Xiao Cheng actually comforted me, so gentle!
And in front of Professor Jiang!
After saying this, he handed over a small notebook with both hands and a happy smile on his face.

"of course can."

Cheng Kaiyan took out a pen and signed a signature in artistic calligraphy that she could barely read, saying, "I have good news for you. The filming of Love Letter will really start soon."

"Really!"

"Great! My friends and I like it very much..."

The lesbian shouted with surprise on her face and even jumped on the spot with excitement.

However, while she was jumping for joy, she caught a glimpse of a gorgeous woman beside her who exuded an aura that kept people at a distance.

She was looking at him expressionlessly with her brows furrowed.

"I'm leaving."

The young female comrade left in a huff, but her steps were filled with joy and excitement.

……

"what happened?"

Cheng Kaiyan noticed that her aunt was looking at her and asked curiously.

"Cheng Kaiyan, are you very proud?"

Jiang Ting asked in a calm tone, her face calm and indifferent.

"..."

Cheng Kaiyan was speechless. Why did these two people say such things?

Then he explained helplessly: "I know that with your personality, it is impossible for you to be kind to others. Since I am by your side, I naturally have to make up for it for you..."

"……Um."

Jiang Ting nodded silently after listening to this. She didn't expect Cheng Kaiyan to think this way.

"No matter what, you are one of my most important family members. I will always stand by you."

Cheng Kaiyan reached out and took the beautiful woman's slender hand, and said sincerely.

The little hand in my hand was soft and boneless, and icy cold, like holding a piece of soft ice jade.

"..."

Jiang Ting took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling, her breasts wrapped in a sweater trembling slightly, and she said in her usual cold voice: "Remember, no matter what you have experienced or done outside, we will always be waiting for you to come back home."

"I understand, auntie."

Cheng Kaiyan raised his hands and put his arms around the beautiful woman's plump and soft waist, giving her a gentle hug.

The warm feeling was transmitted along the touching bodies of the two people.

A hug without a trace of romantic thoughts, only full of peace of mind and warmth.

Cheng Kaiyan finally understood why her aunt was in such an inexplicable mood today.

Not only Xiaoli was worried, she was worried too.

His aunt cared about him more than he thought.

He was sure.

"Sweet talk, I'll keep an eye on you."

Jiang Ting gently pushed him away and warned him coldly.

"Well, keep an eye on it."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled.

Between the rusty iron bookshelves, the two of them quietly looked at each other's reflections in their eyes. Under the dim light outside the window, the moment seemed particularly peaceful and warm.

After a while, the two found some simple information and papers.

There was also a Shanghai local chronicle, so I turned and left the library.

After returning, Jiang Ting wrote another letter and sent it out.

Liu Xiaoli came back in the afternoon and the three of them had dinner together.

With Cheng Kaiyan's active easing and flattery, the dissatisfaction and worries in the hearts of the two women gradually disappeared, and they no longer said those sarcastic words or threw tantrums at will.

When he got home in the evening, Cheng Kaiyan started reading historical materials.

The days passed by quietly.

(End of this chapter)