1979: My fiancée is a goddess

It was five in the morning and the sky was just beginning to brighten.

under the tree.

The beautiful woman, nestled in a warm embrace, felt a chill run down her spine. Her thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she slowly opened her dark eyes.

The dim light at dawn seemed to carry the mist from the mountain forest after the rain, rushing into my pupils, cool and hazy.

"I think I had a dream last night, but I can't remember it very clearly..."

The beautiful woman's murmuring voice was as clear and deep as the sound of striking ice jade.

For some reason, even though I was a little cold, I slept exceptionally well and felt wonderful.

But as soon as I woke up, a faint sense of melancholy and sorrow lingered in my heart.

This made the beautiful woman's mood not very high.

"call……"

Jiang Ting took a deep breath. After the firewood had burned out, the pungent smell of pine resin filled her nostrils, making her feel a lump in her throat.

"Ah, cut~"

She opened her mouth to take a breath, then finally raised her hand to cover her mouth and sneezed slightly.

The beautiful woman froze, using her senses to feel the man holding her.

Cheng Kaiyan was probably too tired from keeping watch last night and was sleeping soundly, as she didn't move at all.

"Close your eyes a little longer..."

She breathed a sigh of relief, closed her beautiful eyes, and released the clothes that she had been clutching all night, which were slightly damp with sweat.

Clearly, this belongs to Cheng Kaiyan.

Last night, he held himself in his arms, protecting him as he slept peacefully in the deep mountains and forests.

Thinking of this, a sweet and joyful feeling rose in the beautiful woman's heart, slowly overshadowing her previous low mood.

Jiang Ting wrapped her arms around him, hiding her cool, fair face in his embrace, gently nuzzling him with a sense of security and contentment.

A very rare scene.

If someone who knew her saw this, they would never believe that this woman was curled up in a man's arms, acting as intimately as a little girl, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

It turned out to be Professor Jiang Ting, who usually treated everyone equally and indifferently.

Even Cheng Kaiyan would probably be surprised and taken aback.

Jiang Ting thought about this and felt it was a bit inappropriate, worried that Cheng Kaiyan would find out.

After indulging in her desires for a few more minutes, she lifted her head from her embrace, resting her chin on Cheng Kaiyan's shoulder. Her gaze remained calm and cold as ever, yet it also carried a hint of lightness and agility as she surveyed her surroundings.

What came into view was the large tree that had provided them with safe shelter the night before.

The bark was dark green with a hint of black, rough and thick, and damp with moisture.

It gave Jiang Ting the feeling that if she poked it with her fingernail, sap with a pungent, green smell would flow out.

His gaze swept across the surroundings.

The forest, the steep slopes, and the distant peaks were all shrouded in a thin layer of mist, obscuring what lay hidden within.

In the dim light of the early morning, it looked somewhat eerie.

Suddenly, after passing behind a large tree that was as thick as two people could hug, a black mound of earth rising up on the hillside came into view.

Jiang Ting's pupils suddenly contracted, and she became completely awake.

Look closely.

The mound was covered with fallen leaves, and in front of it stood a dark wooden tombstone, soaked by rain, with the black inscription somewhat blurry from a distance.

Two burnt-out candles and incense sticks were still stuck in front of the tombstone, indicating that someone had paid their respects in the past few days.

grave?

They slept there all night and didn't even notice there was a grave here?

No wonder there's a special path leading here.

Jiang Ting wasn't afraid, but she found it strange that there was a grave behind the tree that they hadn't noticed.

What's even stranger is that this place gives her a strange sense of familiarity.

She seems to have been here before.

Jiang Ting frowned, trying to recall, but couldn't remember. She reached out and nudged Cheng Kaiyan's arm, calling softly, "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan! Wake up!"

"Huh? What's wrong?!"

Cheng Kaiyan suddenly woke up and immediately looked around warily, searching for any potential dangers.

"Oh, it's just a grave. What's the big deal?"

After Jiang Ting explained, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his aunt, and asked with a smile, "Grave? Auntie, are you afraid?"

"No."

Jiang Ting quietly shook her head. She was never afraid of these things, and besides, he was by her side.

Cheng Kaiyan was somewhat disappointed that she didn't see this icy beauty reveal a timid, weak, and submissive side.

But that's not the point right now.

"Get up and go take a look."

Cheng Kaiyan propped himself up on his arms and stood up, but Jiang Ting was clinging to his neck.

His hand unconsciously slid down the slender, perfect curve of her back, and just like he had done to Xiaoli, he patted the beautiful woman's buttocks lightly, trying to get her off him.

"Papa~"

Her full, round buttocks easily conformed to his hand, and the two seemed to have a strange affinity.

When the palm falls and pats down.

Cheng Kaiyan could feel the force spreading from her slightly protruding buttocks to her entire buttocks.

The flesh of her buttocks rippled like waves on a lake, causing a series of slight tremors. I kissed her lightly in my palm, then we parted.

Soft and trembling.

This wonderfully perfect feel is something only a woman as ripe as a peach can possess.

This made Cheng Kaiyan realize immediately the difference in the feel of her buttocks between her aunt Xiaoli and her younger sister.

It'll probably take until Xiaoli develops further and has given birth before she can have this kind of feel.
A somewhat absurd thought suddenly flashed through Cheng Kaiyan's mind.

"Cheng Kaiyan!! You really...you're getting more and more outrageous! I'm your aunt!"

The next second, the icy beauty's stern rebuke, chilling to the bone, rang out; she was so angry that she was incoherent.

Who does he think he is?
They actually... they just took pictures so casually, and wherever they wanted...

Jiang Ting grew angrier the more she thought about it. She raised her hand and pinched the soft flesh of Cheng Kaiyan's waist with her slender, fair fingers, and twisted it hard.

"hiss……"

A sharp pain shot through Cheng Kaiyan's waist, and she gasped, immediately begging for mercy.

After giving her a good venting of her anger and making her promise not to do it again, Jiang Ting finally let it go.

The two tidied up their clothes, which were slightly disheveled and wrinkled, after they had dried them by the fire and were now sleeping in each other's arms.

Then, one after the other, they carefully walked towards the grave.

“Jiang Junming…”

Cheng Kaiyan walked up to the tombstone, carefully examined the traditional Chinese characters on it, and quickly turned to ask, "Surname Jiang? Auntie, do you recognize him?!"

"know."

Jiang Ting stared blankly at the faded inscription on the tombstone and nodded, saying, "He was my distant uncle. Your Aunt Wan and I were adopted by his family when we were young, but he had already passed away several years before that."

No wonder it felt so familiar; she had come here with others to burn paper money at graves when she was little.

"It turns out it's him!"

Cheng Kaiyan was somewhat excited. He thought of his book "Atonement," which he had recently finished and was about to submit for publication. It was a work based on his uncle's experiences.

Their chance encounter here must have been fate!

"Let's light some incense for Uncle. We still have some left over from yesterday."

Cheng Kaiyan suggested.

Even without mentioning "Atonement," the fact that this uncle's family adopted Aunt Wan and Aunt Xiao is enough to warrant him offering incense and prayers.

"Ah."

Jiang Ting nodded without hesitation.

With a click, they lit the match and then lit all the remaining incense sticks, three for each person.

Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting stood side by side in front of the tombstone, bowed three times with piety and respect, and then planted the tombstone in the soil.

The incense sticks flickered gently, their embers trembling, and wisps of bluish-green smoke rose faintly.

Having done all this, the two felt much lighter, turned around to pack their things, and prepared to go down the mountain and leave.

Yesterday's rain wasn't particularly heavy; the path down the mountain was just a bit muddy, but passable.

"Xiao Yan, you should carry me down the mountain."

Jiang Ting stood in front of Cheng Kaiyan with her arms crossed, kicked him, and coldly gave the order.

His eyes were filled with an unyielding and stern expression.

After all, in just two days, this guy had repeatedly contradicted her, his elder, repeatedly made disrespectful gestures towards her, his teacher, and even insulted her as a stupid woman... This kind of bastard deserves to be taught a lesson.

What authority will I have left in his presence?

Especially after the new semester starts in September, this bastard will still be Jiang Ting's only student.

The key issue is the relationship between the two people; they don't act like students, and they don't act like professors...

What happened?

Lovers, sweethearts, lovers?

Thinking of these taboo words, Jiang Ting's heart trembled.

The last one, in particular, even frightened her, making her legs go weak.

She absolutely would not allow such a situation to occur!
Absolutely not!

"I'll have to discipline him properly when school starts, I absolutely won't allow him to misbehave! I'll also have to keep a proper distance from him then..."

The beautiful woman deftly extended her long, slender, white arms and wrapped them around Cheng Kaiyan's neck, pressing them against his back.

While silently pondering how they should get along after school starts, they should make sure that the forbidden feelings in their hearts don't spread and grow unchecked.

She didn't want to see, and dared not see, the day when this relationship would take root, sprout, or even bear forbidden fruit.

That would destroy them all.

The beautiful woman bit her lip, her resolve hardening once more after the events of the past two days.

Like a frozen lake that has broken and thawed, it has frozen and solidified again.

Cheng Kaiyan, who was carrying her down the mountain, was completely unaware of this.

Even if he knew, he would only respect his aunt's choices and actions.

After several years of getting to know each other, he could actually sense what his aunt really wanted.

She didn't ask for much, but for this little thing, she was willing to endure all the struggles, the stings, the bitterness, and the sadness...

She was willing to give everything, even her life.

That's why Cheng Kaiyan stole a kiss from her aunt for the first time last night when she heard those sleep-talking words, and made a promise to her:

I won't let her regret it, nor will I disappoint her.

"Was that Auntie's first kiss?"

Cheng Kaiyan turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman who was walking around on his back, making a guess in his mind.

However, he didn't dare to ask, otherwise his aunt would definitely pinch him and add another charge to her little notebook.

By then, we probably won't be able to pay it all back!

……

The descent was slow; by the time the sun came out, we had only walked a few hundred meters and were still halfway down the mountain.

seven thirty.

The water in the thermos had long been gone, and the two of them, exhausted and parched, rested on a rock.

"Ah-Ting-"

"Ah Ting—"

Suddenly, a series of anxious shouts came from afar.

And as time goes by, they get closer and bigger.

"who is it?"

Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting exchanged a glance, looking at each other with some confusion.

Just around the corner not far away, a group of villagers came walking towards them, carrying torches, hunting rifles, machetes, and sticks.

One of them, a woman in her thirties wearing patched clothes and holding a metal megaphone, looked around anxiously and worriedly, shouting in a hoarse voice.

"There they are! There they are! They're alright!"

Immediately, someone pointed in the direction of Cheng Kaiyan and the other person and shouted.

Jiang Cuilan immediately looked up and was immediately drawn to the beautiful woman standing on the rock, who was tall, voluptuous, and had a cool and elegant demeanor.

He stared blankly at the woman.

“Ah Ting…it’s her, she’s really back.”

Jiang Cuilan took a deep breath and murmured to herself in a trembling voice.

More than 20 years later, seeing her younger sister again, who was as cold and indifferent as she was when she was a child, made her feel as if she had returned to her childhood.

The next moment, the other person cast a cold and calm gaze upon her, which made her lower her head again, unable to meet their eyes.

"Comrades, we are from a village at the foot of the mountain. Are you alright?"

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, waving and shouting as they walked forward.

"It's the village party secretary, and Aunt Jiang Cuilan..."

Cheng Kaiyan also waved in response.

"Ah."

Jiang Ting crossed her arms and remained silent, simply watching the approaching people with a blank expression, appearing no different from usual.

"Oh dear, we finally found you two! You didn't even know to burn paper money and visit graves at the right time. You two are really brave, daring to spend the night in the mountains. Luckily, nothing bad happened!"

The village party secretary walked over carrying a hunting rifle, and said with a sigh of relief.

"We went into the mountains to burn paper money and worship our ancestors. Who would have thought it would suddenly rain? It's best that nothing bad happened."

However, you two should also thank Cuilan properly. It was she who, upon discovering that you two hadn't returned, woke us all up at four or five in the morning to come up the mountain to look for you, fearing that something might have happened to you..."

Another middle-aged man carrying a knife, however, was understanding and pointed at Jiang Cuilan, saying...

"I went to bed early last night..."

Jiang Cuilan clenched her hands and shook her head.

"Anyway, thank you all for making the trip!"

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head. Going into the mountains late at night, even with a gun, might not be safe. Besides, the roads are slippery after rain, and one careless move could be fatal.

Going into the mountains to look for someone at four or five in the morning is already considered very helpful.

"It's alright, it's alright. I'm just glad you're all okay."

The village party secretary waved his hand, "Go down the mountain, go down the mountain."

Everyone turned around and headed back, with Cheng Kaiyan still carrying her aunt on her back, walking behind Jiang Cuilan.

"Aunt Cuilan, do you still remember me?"

Cheng Kaiyan asked with a smile.

"I know, Xiaoli's boyfriend... Luckily you came with her... your aunt came, otherwise the consequences would have been terrible."

Jiang Cuilan nodded, saying that she still didn't dare to mention Jiang Ting, and didn't even dare to call her by name.

"Of course, by the way, Xiaoli and I are already engaged."

"So fast? I haven't even... Congratulations to you two."

Jiang Cuilan was taken aback, and her voice quickly became somewhat subdued.

She didn't even know that...

"Thanks……"

Cheng Kaiyan thanked him softly, but he didn't comment on it; whether or not to give the letter was up to Aunt Wan and her aunt.

Then Cheng Kaiyan mentioned the grave she had just encountered, which was indeed the grave of Jiang Cuilan's father. She said that she had come to offer incense and burn paper money some time ago.

She also mentioned that during the Qingming Festival, she paid respects to the parents of Aunt Wan and her younger aunt, and even cleared away the weeds the first time.

The two chatted as they descended the mountain.

Jiang Ting leaned quietly against Cheng Kaiyan's back, her eyes closed as if she were asleep.

Around 8:30, everyone finally came out of the mountain.

After thanking the villagers one by one, Jiang Cuilan and Cheng Kaiyan took Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting home for breakfast.

"Come in... The house is rather dilapidated, but at least it's clean..."

Jiang Cuilan greeted her with a smile, "A-Ting, you too..."

Jiang Ting glanced at her indifferently, stood at the door without going in, and said coldly, "Call my name."

"Um... Jiang, Jiang Ting, come in too, sit down and have a cup of tea to warm up, I'll go cook for you."

Jiang Cuilan opened her mouth, lowered her head, and spoke very quickly. Then, her face flushed with embarrassment, she hurried to the kitchen.

"Auntie..."

Cheng Kaiyan sighed, looking at the beautiful woman with a hint of hesitation.

"You do not understand……"

The beautiful woman slowly shook her head, reached out and took his arm, and slowly walked into the home where she had lived for several years.

More than 20 years have passed, and the interior layout seems to have remained unchanged.

Aside from being even more dilapidated... (End of Chapter)