1979: My fiancée is a goddess

"Woo-"

It was late autumn in the capital, and the biting north wind howled day and night.

The Chinese scholar tree downstairs has already been tinged with the colors of autumn.

Golden leaves, tinged with hints of green, swayed wildly in the cold wind.

Sometimes it leans east, sometimes west, brushing against the glass window with a swishing, clattering sound, followed by the falling of golden leaves and twig fragments.

It's so worrying to see that the window might break.

Fortunately, the doors and windows inside the house were tightly closed, and the windows were all newly made this year, made of solid wood and thick stained glass, so even the wind rarely managed to get in through the gaps.

The room was heated, and a soft lamp was also on.

This contrasts sharply with the dry, cold, and howling north wind outside the window, creating an apocalyptic scene.

It makes people feel very safe.

However, as Cheng Kaiyan sat at her desk by the window, she could still vaguely feel the chill of the cold air brushing against her face.

"Gulu..."

Cheng Kaiyan put down the letter in her hand, her expression becoming somewhat strange.

He never expected it to be like this.
Cheng Kaiyan's expression turned somewhat strange and amusing. She subconsciously glanced at the girl beside her, but didn't rush to say anything to her.

Instead, he picked up the milk that Xiaoli had just heated up for him in the kitchen after getting out of bed. The warm milk flowed into his mouth, with a rich and sweet taste.

He tasted it carefully, then turned and asked, "Is there honey in the milk?"

"Yes, it tastes better than plain milk, right? The taste is too bland. I used to hate drinking plain milk, so my mom would add some brown sugar to it."

Liu Xiaoli answered without looking up. At that moment, she was sitting on the edge of the bed next to the desk, with two pillows behind her, engrossed in reading a copy of "Harvest" magazine.

It was very warm inside because the heating was on.

The blanket barely covered the woman's soft, easily chilled lower abdomen, while the hand holding the book pressed down on the corner of the blanket.

She was only wearing a thin, light pink silk nightgown, and her thick, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, chest, and collarbone like a waterfall.

It does have the languid, leisurely, gentle, and charming domestic temperament of a newlywed young woman after waking up from her afternoon nap.

"It tastes good."

Cheng Kaiyan chuckled and nodded, put down her teacup, picked up the letter beside her, and turned to wave it in front of Liu Xiaoli: "Xiaoli, Sister Xiaoli, look over here."

"what happened?"

Liu Xiaoli looked up and asked, "Is it the letter that was just delivered?"

"Yes, it was sent from Shanghai. Do you know what was written inside? I was almost stunned when I read it."

Cheng Kaiyan mysteriously waved the letter in front of her and said...

"Sent from Shanghai? What does it say?!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoli closed her book, sat up straight, and her gentle almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.

If I remember correctly, that person was from Shanghai, right?

Could it be her?

"The news in the letter... I can only say it's astonishing."

"Amazing? Ugh! Stop keeping me in suspense, okay?"

Liu Xiaoli's curiosity was piqued, and she gave her husband a reproachful look, then snorted softly.

"Our family may be getting another relative."

Cheng Kaiyan pondered for a moment.

"Another relative? What does that mean?"

Liu Xiaoli asked, puzzled.

"As you know, the inspiration for my work 'Atonement' came from Aunt Wan's uncle, Jiang Junming."

A while ago, "Atonement" was published. The uncle's former lover, who was also the eldest daughter of the Cao family, happened to see "Atonement" and recognized that the story was based on them.

So they contacted me through the magazine "Harvest," wanting to inquire about Jiang Junming's whereabouts..."

Cheng Kaiyan briefly explained the situation.

"what?!"

After hearing the whole story, Liu Xiaoli exclaimed in surprise, her face filled with disbelief and astonishment.

However, it soon turned into something complicated and difficult to describe, leaving one with sighs and lamentations.

Imagine being separated from your loved one in the midst of war. Your loved one is on the front lines, fighting bravely to protect their country, while you wait anxiously for news from the rear, only to discover one day that you are pregnant.

Amidst the chaos of war, she struggles to survive, displaced and raising her child alone, while searching for her lost lover in the vast sea of ​​people.

This is so difficult for a woman.

What kept her going? Was it love?
This is how Grandma Cao lived for nearly forty years.

She is now over sixty years old, and will be seventy in a few years.

The children have grown up, gotten married, and have granddaughters.

She knew that searching for her lost lover was futile.

But it has become her deepest and most painful obsession.

But in an ordinary autumn, a novel titled "Atonement" was published, allowing her to rediscover clues about her lover in the final moments of her life...

How could such love not move one's heart and stir one's soul?

Liu Xiaoli took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Kaiyan, don't you think this is like a deliberate arrangement by fate?"

"Yes, that's how fate works."

Looking at the girl's slightly red eyes, Cheng Kaiyan sighed, "Losing her lover has made her hope to reunite with him, which has allowed her to grit her teeth and persevere."

Now, after so many years, I receive the news again, overjoyed and hoping to see my loved one one last time before the end of my life, yet it is once again a tragedy destined by fate.

"This is a huge blow."

"yes……"

Cheng Kaiyan's last words also caused Liu Xiaoli to fall silent and fall into deep thought.

The joy of regaining what was lost, only to lose it again in the end, is probably not a good thing for a man in his sixties.

"So...should we tell Grandma Cao the truth?"

Cheng Kaiyan asked Liu Xiaoli for her opinion; the matter was too complicated for him.

"Um……"

Liu Xiaoli pondered for a moment before raising her gentle yet firm eyes to look over, and said softly, "I think that over the past few decades, Grandma Cao may have realized that she and Uncle Jiang Junming probably will never have the chance to meet again."

She now has only one obsession left in her mind: to find him, hoping to see him one last time, whether in life or in death…

After speaking, Liu Xiaoli quietly looked at Cheng Kaiyan, the man who had influenced her entire life.

She thought that if it were her, she would go to see him no matter what.

Just like when he was in southern Xinjiang last year...

"You're right, I know what to do."

Cheng Kaiyan didn't notice the girl's gentle, affectionate gaze fixed on him; he simply nodded in agreement.

Then, as if he had just thought of something, he smiled helplessly:
"But before that, we need to talk to Aunt Wan about this and see if she agrees to let Grandma Cao go over to pay her respects."

After all, after Uncle Jiang and Grandma Cao separated and got married again...

"After all, first love is first love, and original spouse is original spouse. Isn't this the same as someone else's situation?!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoli's tenderness subsided, and she looked at the man who seemed to realize something but hesitated to speak, with a half-smile, and then said what he hadn't said.

"Cough cough..."

Cheng Kaiyan coughed awkwardly, half ashamed and half helpless, and said, "Look at you, what are you thinking about now? You're such a jealous little thing."

"Humph!"

Liu Xiaoli glared at him, crossed her arms, turned her head away, and snorted coldly, "Isn't it because someone else has learned from my mistakes?"

Damn it, he said she's jealous again!
"..."

Cheng Kaiyan had nothing to say.

However, when Comrade Xiaoli brought up this matter, he remembered something that Ji Qinglan had mentioned a couple of days ago.

"Um... Sister Xiaoli, there's something I need to ask for your opinion on."

Cheng Kaiyan propped herself up and squeezed into the space between the girl and the desk to sit down. She wrapped her left arm around the girl's fair neck and rested it on her slender shoulder.

I felt the body pressed against me, the familiar scent, and the warm, large hand.

Liu Xiaoli raised her delicate, snow-white nipple and snorted, "What is it that you need Writer Cheng to consult with me about? Aren't you the head of the household? You can make the decision yourself."

"Hehe, you're the head of the household, sister. I'm just a money-making machine, your sidekick."

Cheng Kaiyan swept his arm around his fiancée and pulled her close, chuckling awkwardly.

"What is it? Tell me."

Liu Xiaoli didn't even glance at him. Instead, she looked down at the dazzling ruby ​​engagement ring on her slender finger, casually playing with it.

Turn left once, then turn right once.

Cheng Kaiyan felt that there was something wrong with this girl.

However, now that the matter was at hand, he couldn't back down, and he didn't want to keep it from Xiaoli.

Cheng Kaiyan confessed: "Actually, it's related to Zhao Ruixue. A couple of days ago, Ji Qinglan came to me and asked if Zhao Ruixue had written to me or her family in the past few months."

He said... he hadn't contacted them for seven or eight months and was worried that something might have happened to them abroad.

So... I'm planning to write a letter to ask about the situation.

After speaking, Cheng Kaiyan looked at his fiancée, who was keeping her head down and remaining silent, and felt a mix of guilt and worry.

Perhaps he shouldn't have done it, perhaps he shouldn't have told her...

"Seven or eight months, which means more than half a year without contact. They've been out of touch for so long? Why didn't they take the initiative to contact Zhao Ruixue?"

Liu Xiaoli looked up, her brows slightly furrowed, and asked.

"Perhaps this is the consequence of being separated for so long. So long that after losing contact, one doesn't dare to take the initiative to reach out. So long that although one misses the other, one assumes that the other no longer needs them..."

Cheng Kaiyan seemed to be thinking of something, and a sense of melancholy welled up in her heart.

If he had taken the initiative to send a letter back then, the outcome would be different now.

"It is indeed very difficult and dangerous for a girl to be alone abroad."

Liu Xiaoli thought of Grandma Cao, whom she had just talked about, and said softly, "This letter should indeed be written. If something unexpected happens or we encounter any difficulties, perhaps we can still salvage the situation."

"Really? Xiaoli, you're so kind! You're still so gentle and kind."

After listening, Cheng Kaiyan let out a long sigh of relief.

"You're getting ahead of yourself. I'll write this letter."

Liu Xiaoli, however, remained calm and spoke softly.

"..." Cheng Kaiyan quickly realized that the girl was restraining her emotions and her possessiveness towards her lover, and was forcing herself to agree to this.

He cupped Liu Xiaoli's exquisite face in his hands, gazing into the girl's seemingly calm yet subtly trembling eyes, and apologized in a deep voice:

"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaoli."

"Actually, you've been honest enough... but you should know that sometimes being too honest can hurt me."

Liu Xiaoli raised her finger and pressed it to his lips, gazing into his eyes as well, but her eyes held only tender affection.

"sorry."

"Don't say you're sorry."

Liu Xiaoli gently shook her head, turned to the side and reached out to put her arm around Cheng Kaiyan's neck.

Cheng Kaiyan thought she wanted to kiss her.

But the next second, most of the girl's warm and soft body pressed against his, and her fair and delicate forehead was pressed against his forehead.

"Whoosh..."

The girl's pink lips parted slightly, and her soft, moist breath fell on Cheng Kaiyan's eyes, causing his eyelashes to tremble and a slight tickle to run through them. He subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Open your face..."

She whispered softly.

"Xiaoli?"

"Open your face..."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it just feels so peaceful, so very peaceful. I wish I could hold you like this forever, carefree..."

"Yes, I will. I said I would only wear one watch."

"Ah."

The two fell silent.

A man leaned against the crevice between his knees, the sharp corner of the desk pressing against his body, while a girl nestled against him, quietly embracing him.

I do not know how long it has been.

Liu Xiaoli raised her head, her fair and jade-like forehead becoming hot and red after being pressed against the skin for so long, and also slightly damp.

She gazed quietly at Cheng Kaiyan before her.

Those clear, clean, and moist almond-shaped eyes, with a slightly dreamy look, reflected a charming and captivating light in the dim light outside the window.

Her voice was unusually hoarse and magnetic, and she unusually spoke first:

"Kaiyan, come and love me."

"Okay, Sister Xiaoli."

Cheng Kaiyan wrapped her arms tightly around that slender waist and raised her head to kiss her rosy, sweet lips.

The two touched each other's softest lips without any distance between them, and the sweet and warm tastes intertwined.

"call……"

The girl blushed, responding shyly yet proactively.

The oxygen in my blood is slowly becoming thinner, and my rationality is slowly being suppressed.

"Susu..."

Cheng Kaiyan cupped the girl's face in one hand and gently kissed her, while his other hand slipped under the thin hem of her nightgown.

Her fingertips sank into the shallow dimples of his waist, gently circling them, captivating him.

After playing with her for a long time, the delicate skin on the waist of the girl in his arms had long since become cold in the air. Xiaoli, who was already aroused, frowned and gently bit him with her pearly teeth to show her dissatisfaction.

Cheng Kaiyan felt a sharp pain and then came to her senses.

Warm, large hands climbed upwards, brushing across her slender, firm back, across the butterfly-shaped shoulder blades, across her smooth, silky skin and delicate, rounded collarbones...

"Humph……"

Liu Xiaoli gave a soft snort, her tightly closed eyes trembling slightly as she opened them, glaring at Cheng Kaiyan with shame and indignation.

The latter smiled without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, the trousers that had disturbed her sweet dream slipped down to the girl's delicate and beautiful ankles.

Then she stretched out her jade-like legs, raised her lotus foot, and with an impatient light kick, sent him sprawling off the bed with a thud.

"Sister Xiaoli..."

Liu Xiaoli heard Cheng Kaiyan's gentle voice.

"Whoosh..."

The girl exhaled a soft, fragrant breath, like orchids and musk.

"well enough?"

Cheng Kaiyan gazed at the girl's undisguised allure and asked softly.

"fine……"

Liu Xiaoli's pretty face, flushed almost to the point of bleeding, turned away shyly, biting her wet lips and stubbornly saying...

……

"Uuuuuu——"

"pat-"

After an unknown amount of time, darkness fell.

The north wind howled outside the window, and the branches of the Chinese scholar tree, along with its many leaves, slapped against the windowpane.

The room quieted down, and Cheng Kaiyan collapsed weakly onto Liu Xiaoli's body, which was damp with sweat.

Make people want to stop.

"are you tired?"

Liu Xiaoli breathed heavily, raised her fingertips to brush aside the stray hairs covering Cheng Kaiyan's eyes, and asked in a weak and slightly hoarse voice.

"I'm okay, not too tired. How about you?"

Cheng Kaiyan closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Don't move~"

Liu Xiaoli gave him a lazy, weak pinch before replying, "I'm so tired, I'm not coming anymore. It's more tiring than dancing."

"Hahaha."

Cheng Kaiyan laughed when she heard this and joked, "It seems Xiaoli, you still need to practice more."

Hearing the teasing and joking tone in her husband's words, Liu Xiaoli no longer had the energy to argue or fight back.

She just smiled gently, her delicate hand unconsciously stroking Cheng Kaiyan's head and his soft hair.

"It seems like winter is almost here?"

Cheng Kaiyan said.

"Yes, the Lunar New Year is just two or three months away."

"How about we go shopping tomorrow and buy some winter clothes and shoes? This is the first year, so it seems like we should buy some new clothes."

"Let's go take a look tomorrow. Making clothes is too tiring; it's more convenient to buy them."

"Yes, it's especially bad for the eyes and hands."

"I like it."

"I wonder how Aunt Wan reacted when she heard the news. Suddenly she has a new relative."

"Mom is probably happy, but she's also worried. She might even say something to you, since you've created such a big problem for her. It's hard to say anything to Aunt Cuilan."

"Haha, there's nothing I can do about it, it's just how things are when fate brings us together."

"Let's not worry about these trivial matters, let's focus on our studies and our lives."

Did you give your mother a gift for her birthday a couple of days ago?

"Of course, I gave you a piece of clothing. What about you?"

"They gave me a bicycle..."

There was only one table lamp on in the bedroom, yet it created an exceptionally warm atmosphere.

The young couple snuggled together, chatting idly and laughing, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"Oh right, I might be doing an internship at the theater next month, I... ugh!"

As Liu Xiaoli was talking to Cheng Kaiyan, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her body, causing her to hiss softly.

"what happened?"

Cheng Kaiyan quickly asked with concern.

"No...nothing."

Liu Xiaoli frowned and carefully felt around; the pricking sensation she had felt earlier had disappeared.

"Gugugugu~~"

At this moment, Cheng Kaiyan also suddenly made a sound, but it was her stomach.

Because their bodies were so closely intertwined, Cheng Kaiyan's stomach rumbled, and Liu Xiaoli could feel it very clearly.

She rolled her eyes at Cheng Kaiyan, annoyed, and said coquettishly, "Are you starving? Serves you right! You've been up all afternoon, go cook! I'm going to take a shower..."

"Yes, Comrade Xiaoli!"

Before Liu Xiaoli could finish speaking, she was suddenly lifted into the air and picked up by Cheng Kaiyan.

"ah!!"

"Put me down! Where are we going?"

Liu Xiaoli gasped in surprise, her arms quickly and anxiously wrapping around Cheng Kaiyan's neck, her slender legs also tightly entwining around Cheng Kaiyan's waist.

She also had the experience of running around the house naked.

"Let's go take a shower together. You still owe me one from last time!"

Cheng Kaiyan said confidently, patting the girl's pert, slightly sweaty buttocks, "They feel really good."

"You bastard, pervert, scoundrel... Put me down and get out!"

Liu Xiaoli turned pale with shame and indignation, and tried to push him away, but unfortunately, her whole body was limp and she had no strength to resist.

Ultimately, they were forced and helplessly sent to the bathroom for a somewhat noisy bath together.

After taking a bath, the two got dressed and came out.

Liu Xiaoli sat on the sofa watching TV and combing her hair, while Cheng Kaiyan went to the kitchen to cook.

This kind of life was quite happy and peaceful. (End of Chapter)