1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's September 10th.

At 5:30, the summer sky was already half-dawned.

The stained glass window was slightly ajar, and the cool, damp morning air drifted into the bedroom with the gentle breeze.

"Shuush~"

The pen tip rubbed against the rough manuscript paper, making a soft rustling sound that resonated with the bamboo leaves outside the window.

The beautiful woman, who had woken up early, sat at her desk by the window, still wearing her light nightgown, her exposed skin feeling slightly cool in the breeze.

Her thick, jet-black hair cascaded over her rounded, pale shoulders, fluttering in the wind, the ends brushing against her delicate, sensitive skin, causing a slight tickle.

But the beautiful woman's usually cold face was unusually focused and absorbed as she wrote with her delicate hand, producing graceful and elegant characters.

"Throne, through its wonderful perspective of animism, personifies nature (forests, fields, wind, rain) into approachable and relatable characters (such as Totoro, dust sprites, and the Catbus), thereby establishing an emotional connection between children and the natural world."

Further exploration of this "de-terrorized" narrative of nature reveals the underlying ecological concept of "natural symbiosis," which has immense educational value in cultivating children's awareness of harmony with nature and also provides great inspiration for creators...

……

"Tick tock-"

The clock on the table ticked away, and I had lost track of how much time had passed.

A faint ray of golden sunlight fell onto the red brick window sill.

"Clap!"

Jiang Ting put down her pen and slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Then she raised her long, slender, pale arms and stretched out a long yawn, her full and alluring body also stretching towards the sky.

Her slender, upright back curved backward into a smooth arc, as beautiful as a crescent moon.

The soft, snow-white flesh in her chest rose higher along her waistline, trembling and swaying gently inside her clothes with each breath.

"Hmm~"

Jiang Ting's health wasn't very good to begin with, and her shoulders and neck were particularly sore and uncomfortable after working for a long time. Now that they were being stretched, she immediately felt a tingling and light feeling.

A long, cold yet alluring moan escaped the beautiful woman's throat.

It truly proves the saying that even the most heartless can be moving.

"Finally finished writing."

After stretching, Jiang Ting looked down at the manuscript paper where the ink was still wet and chuckled.

During those three or four days, she worked with Cheng Kaiyan on the paper translation in her spare time in the school office, and continued writing the paper about Totoro when she got home.

Although the task was demanding and time was tight, it was finally completed.

Thanks to their efforts, one-fifth of the paper translation process has been completed.

"Hoohoo!"

Jiang Ting blew on the writing to speed up the drying process, then neatly arranged the manuscript paper and stuffed it into her briefcase.

Then he got up and stretched his somewhat stiff arms, legs, and waist before turning to the wardrobe.

Looking in the mirror, she took off her nightgown, and her voluptuous, fair body brightened the entire room considerably.

What should I wear today?

Jiang Ting opened the wardrobe and quietly looked at the clothes neatly piled up on the horizontal rod.

The clothing colors are relatively simple, mostly black, white, gray, and then dark brown.

Vibrant colors like blue, red, and yellow are extremely rare.

However, it's not entirely impossible.

Jiang Ting's dark, icy eyes looked at a new dress on the far left of the wardrobe—a rose-red long dress that reached her knees, but with a deep, narrow inverted V-neck.

Women with average figures won't be able to fill out the clothes.

But those who can hold it up will reveal the cleavage of their heart, which is too sexy and revealing.

"little bastard……"

Jiang Ting silently ruled it out, and inwardly grumbled about Cheng Kaiyan, who had given her the dress, knowing full well that she wouldn't wear it out and could only wear it at home.

It's obvious that sending this dress was done with ulterior motives.

After rummaging through her wardrobe without finding anything suitable, Jiang Ting bit her lip but still opted to change into a serious and intellectual white shirt and black trousers.

Although it's a bit monotonous and doesn't quite fit the festive and joyous occasion of today, it's not a bad thing.

After getting dressed, Jiang Ting went to the restroom.

After washing and drying her face, Jiang Ting applied nourishing skincare products in front of the mirror.

She didn't pay much attention to these things before, but now she uses them every day, probably because she has someone she cares about very much.

During summer vacation at home, Liu Xiaoli saw that she used the products frequently, so she gave her all her skincare products and the rest of her skincare products, enough for her to use for two or three years.

Jiang Ting then pulled out cosmetics that she hadn't used in a long time.

With her flawless, pale skin and stunning beauty, she naturally needed no embellishment or concealment.

It's just a bit too bland and plain.

Jiang Ting used a pen to draw her eyebrows and applied a light blush to make her complexion look better and more comfortable.

She picked up a bright red lipstick, applied it to her already full and rosy lips, and pursed her lips.

The lip color is bright, a subtle red that gives off an uplifting, sunny vibe.

Looking at herself in the mirror, whose demeanor had become noticeably softer, she frowned.

I still don't feel quite used to it.

However, thinking about today, she still didn't erase it.

After tidying up, Jiang Ting picked up her briefcase and went out in black strappy sandals.

The hallway was bustling with activity: people were washing clothes, disciplining their children, mopping and sweeping.

Many teachers also went out to teach at this time.

"Professor Jiang!"

Lin Xiaohong, who lives across the hall, was eating a boiled egg when she saw Jiang Ting and immediately came over, greeting her warmly.

"Ah."

Jiang Ting nodded in response.

"Wow!"

As Lin Xiaohong approached, her gaze was immediately drawn to the beautiful woman. She couldn't look away for a moment and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement:
"Professor Jiang, you look so beautiful today! You look radiant, and it seems you're even wearing lipstick? Is there some joyous occasion?"

"I just wiped it on casually."

Jiang Ting nodded slightly, but did not tell Lin Xiaohong that it was her birthday today.

To her, Lin Xiaohong was a young person she could talk to, and she had a good impression of her, but they weren't close.

Besides, she only wanted the two of them to know that Cheng Kaiyan wanted to celebrate her birthday.

I don't want others to get involved.

"oh oh."

Lin Xiaohong took a closer look. In fact, the makeup marks on the woman were quite obvious when viewed up close.

Professor Jiang only wore a little lipstick and some blush.

"Going to class? Let's go together."

Jiang Ting waved her hand and suddenly asked.

"Yeah!"

Lin Xiaohong looked delighted and nodded repeatedly.

Professor Jiang seems to have become a bit gentler since he came back this summer.

Although he is usually quite aloof.

On the way, Lin Xiaohong tried to strike up a conversation with Jiang Ting, talking about her studies at school, as well as topics such as graduate school and work.

As expected, Jiang Ting responded with a few casual remarks, which made Lin Xiaohong even more certain of her guess.

……

"Is that Professor Jiang from the Chinese Department? He doesn't seem as cold as he usually does today."

At the east gate of Beijing Normal University, young people who got up early for class strolled in twos and threes along the tree-lined path.

Several of them frequently turned to look at Jiang Ting, who was not far away beside them, and discussed her curiously.

Hearing the students' hushed chatter, Jiang Ting ignored them, her pretty face remaining calm as she walked gracefully and naturally toward the teaching building.

The changes in appearance are indeed more obvious than the changes in one's inner self.

This gentle feeling is merely a result of makeup.

Deep down, after taking Cheng Kaiyan to sweep the tombs and pay respects to her parents last time, Jiang Ting finally found her motivation and hope in life.

I've gradually come to understand that people can't always dwell on the past; they should look up and look to the future.

However, her inherently cold and indifferent nature did not change.

At most, the heavy gloom deep in my heart has mostly dissipated, and I am no longer burdened by the shackles and heaviness of the past.

This time, let's put aside the past and travel light.

She wanted to live her life well, to stay by that person's side forever and ever.

Upon arriving at the teaching building, Jiang Ting and Lin Xiaohong parted ways and went to the graduate classroom on the sixth floor.

Today is Thursday, and she has classes all day. In the morning, she teaches one graduate class, and in the afternoon, she teaches two undergraduate classes.

Teaching an additional graduate course has indeed made her much busier this semester.

Fortunately, seeing Cheng Kaiyan always cheers him up. And after class, he'll worry about him being too tired in his office, so he'll give him a massage to relax, serve him tea and water, and grade his homework.

The beautiful woman's thoughts seemed unusually active today, fluttering like butterflies among flowers.

Upon seeing the familiar classroom, she shook her head, then her expression became much more serious and solemn as she slowly walked into the classroom.

I glanced around instinctively, but I didn't see Cheng Kaiyan at this time.

"They must have gone to see Xiaoli off, right?"

Jiang Ting shook her head, sat down behind the podium, and began preparing for class.

……

Professor Jiang Ting, with her icy demeanor, naturally attracted attention.

Furthermore, after the results of yesterday's teacher-student selection were announced, many students were surprised to find that Professor Jiang had actually given up on everyone else and only took the well-known and talented Cheng Kaiyan as his student.

This surprised and disgusted many people.

Some people, dissatisfied, went to Director Fang, only to be turned away and leave disappointed.

The students below the stage naturally looked over, occasionally glancing up at Jiang Ting who was preparing her lesson on the podium.

Perhaps because she's usually so cold and distant, this slight change today is quite unexpected.

"Professor Jiang looks so beautiful today!"

Liu Zhiyi sat in front and whispered to her best friend.

"She looks great, mainly because she gives off a gentle vibe."

Tao Yourui rested her chin on her hand and analyzed.

"It seems so. She's even wearing light makeup. Is there some happy occasion today? Or is it a special day?"

"not sure."

After a few whispers underground, the school bell rang soon after.

"Attend class!"

Jiang Ting stood up and shouted coldly.

"Hello teacher!"

The students stood up and bowed respectfully, shouting their greetings.

Jiang Ting's stern and icy gaze swept across the classroom, her brows furrowing slightly.

She didn't see Cheng Kaiyan at all.

Am I late again?

The beautiful woman was somewhat displeased, and the coldness in her eyes gradually deepened, causing the students in the classroom to lower their heads and not dare to meet her gaze.

"Sit down, today we're going to learn..."

The morning class passed in a flash.

But even after the bell rang, Jiang Ting still couldn't see Cheng Kaiyan.

"Liu, did you see Cheng Kaiyan today?"

When class ended, Jiang Ting casually called out to a girl she vaguely remembered.

"Teacher Cheng? He didn't come today? I didn't know."

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhiyi subconsciously turned around and scanned the classroom.

"He must have had something to do and couldn't come."

Tao Yourui guessed.

"okay, bye."

Jiang Ting's eyebrows slowly relaxed; something must have happened, otherwise she wouldn't have missed class this morning.

She could understand, but a sense of loss and melancholy lingered in her heart.

Today is her birthday. In her somewhat hazy memory, when she was little, her mother would get up very early on her birthday, make her a bowl of longevity noodles, bring it to her bedside, wake her up, and give her birthday wishes as soon as possible.

It's been a long time since I celebrated my birthday.

But... that feeling of being remembered and cherished still brings tears to Jiang Ting's eyes many years later.

She was also eager to hear Cheng Kaiyan's birthday wishes as soon as possible today.

So I got up at five o'clock today, probably because I had been hoping that someone would send her blessings early, just like my mother did when I was a child.

but……

"Ha ha……"

Jiang Ting smiled faintly, then turned and left cleanly and decisively.

"Crack!"

I inserted the key and turned the doorknob to the office, but it was still empty; there was no one in sight.

The light in Jiang Ting's eyes dimmed slightly. She calmly put her briefcase aside and sat down heavily on the sofa to rest.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Ting opened her eyes, reached for the kettle on the coffee table, and intended to have a drink of water.

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes narrowed.

"Is it hot?"

Subconsciously, I placed my fair palm on the teapot, and a wave of heat emanated from it.

Jiang Ting was very clever and immediately realized that this must have been the hot water that Cheng Kaiyan had poured for her that morning.

My mood, which had been somewhat low and down since the morning, suddenly brightened and became cheerful.

"This guy……"

Jiang Ting chuckled and picked up her cup to pour herself a cup of tea.

The clear, slightly reddish hot tea flowed from the spout into the cup, releasing a faint floral fragrance.

The tiny, translucent flower petals floated on the surface of the water.

Jiang Ting picked it up and took a sip. It was fragrant and slightly sweet, probably because honey and brown sugar had been added.

After finishing his tea, he got up and returned to his seat to work.

On the mahogany table, a folded piece of white paper appeared before my eyes.

Now she completely understood; Cheng Kaiyan must be planning some kind of birthday surprise!

She opened the paper, and the words on it made her raise an eyebrow and slightly curve her lips into a smile:
"My respected and dearest A-Ting, happy birthday."

"When I heard you say that you never celebrate your birthday, I felt both pity and heartache, but I couldn't help but be happy."

Because your birthday is more than just a date; it's like a personal holiday that belongs to me.

"But I can't be that selfish."

"Go home after school this afternoon. And lastly, I still want to say, happy birthday, Auntie!"

"Pfft~"

"How cheesy, Xiao Yan!"

After reading the sentences on the letter, Jiang Ting burst out laughing.

"Is there a secret surprise tonight? I can't wait!"

The beautiful woman folded the letter, pressed it to her soft heart, and looked out the window at the teachers' compound not far away, her face full of smiles.

I continued translating and had lunch at the cafeteria on time at noon.

After resting for a while, class started at 2 PM.

During class, she was the most focused and serious. Even knowing that a huge surprise awaited her after school, she remained focused and taught the lesson in an orderly and unhurried manner.

The afternoon passed quickly, accompanied by the ringing of a bell.

"Finally, get out of class is over!"

Jiang Ting's expectations also rose sharply, and she ignored the students' attempts to keep her there to ask questions.

The beautiful woman picked up her briefcase, pushed through the surging crowd, and hurried home.

I jogged up the stairs in my sandals and finally arrived at my front door.

Standing at the door, she suddenly hesitated and felt timid.

"call!"

She took several deep breaths to calm her pounding heart, then raised her hand to calmly tidy her messy hair, skirt, and clothes.

Only then did I press my fingers on the doorknob, my slightly sweaty palms feeling the coolness emanating from the rusty handle.

With a "click," the door was opened.

Jiang Ting looked up, and suddenly everything went black.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!"

Several familiar figures jumped out from behind the door. They were Liu Xiaoli, Ning Wanjia, Cheng Kaiyan, Tang Minghua, Xu Yuxiu, Lin Qingshui, Ning Qiuyue, and others.

Holding red, festive embroidered balls in their hands, they danced and sang the birthday song joyfully.

Jiang Ting smiled as she looked at everything before her, but suddenly her nose stung with tears, and she quietly clenched her fists.

Happy birthday, Auntie!

As the birthday song ended, Cheng Kaiyan pushed a delicate three-tiered fruit cake to her.

At the same time, Liu Xiaoli placed a crown made of gold foil on Jiang Ting's head and shouted with a grin:

Happy birthday, little birthday star! (End of this chapter)