To make up for the debt owed to Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Gu Juncheng felt his fingertips burning as they touched her skin.

“Lin Qingping…” He thought she was sick again, so he reached out with his other hand to touch her forehead.

She was groggy and annoyed, pressing down on his hand inside her clothes and rubbing it, "It itches, scratch it for me..."

The sound was sticky and mushy, like syrup.

Gu Juncheng had no choice but to scratch her.

However, she kept saying that it itched here and there, and she wouldn't stop even after scratching all over her body, and she couldn't point out exactly where it itched.

Gu Juncheng had no choice but to turn on the light and lift her clothes to take a look.

She was now fully awake. Upon seeing Gu Juncheng's actions, she immediately pressed her clothes tightly with her hands and looked at him warily.

Gu Juncheng: ...

He recalled how she used to lie on top of him every night when they were in the army.

What's going on now?

Gu Juncheng said in a serious tone, "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to see why you're so itchy."

Lin Qingping glared at him, muttering dejectedly, "You might as well say that's what you meant!" After being married for so long, is it something to be proud of that my husband has never had that kind of feeling for me?

Gu Juncheng: ? ?

But Lin Qingping was itchy and couldn't help scratching herself again.

Gu Juncheng wasn't going to tolerate her anymore and stepped forward to pull off her clothes.

She wasn't as strong as him and couldn't argue with him, so she started to act spoiled and tearfully cried, "No! I won't let you see!"

"Why are you doing this?" Gu Juncheng really couldn't understand her.

Lin Qingping clutched the hem of her clothes, looking at him pitifully, "I saw it myself when I was taking a shower, it's so ugly, it'll give me trypophobia!"

Gu Juncheng: ? ?

"What is trypophobia?" This was a completely new term to Gu Juncheng.

Lin Qingping glanced at his position and blurted out, "Exactly, you're not quite up to par right now, and seeing this might scare you even more!"

Gu Juncheng: ...

"Lin Qingping, you'd better think before you speak!" Gu Juncheng glared at her, exuding a sense of oppressive pressure.

Lin Qingping fell silent.

"I'll count to three! Take your hand off me!" Despite all the pleading, Gu Juncheng refused to let go, and his tone became increasingly forceful, "One!"

Lin Qingping let go.

Gu Juncheng: ? ? ? You haven't finished counting yet?

However, when he actually lifted her clothes, he was shocked by the countless bags of all sizes covering her body.

"Go to the hospital!" he said without hesitation.

"It's just a mosquito bite..."

“This isn’t a mosquito bite anymore! It’s probably an allergic reaction! Lin Qingping, stop being lazy! Get up now!” Gu Juncheng lifted her up.

It really is an allergic reaction.

The doctor prescribed her allergy medication.

Gu Juncheng borrowed some water from the doctor at the hospital and gave it to her.

The two walked back slowly.

The summer night has finally cooled down.

There were vendors selling mung bean soup on the street, carrying loads on their shoulders, preparing to pack up and go home.

Lin Qingping glanced at it and felt a little nostalgic for the taste of mung bean soup from that era.

I don't know if it's just childhood nostalgia, but years later, when I reminisce about the food I ate in my childhood and adolescence, I always feel that the taste was more authentic back then. Even though she works in the food and beverage industry, she can't replicate the exact same taste.

Mung bean soup is one of them.

Later, no matter how she cooked it, it never tasted the same as it did back then.

"Would you like a bowl?" Gu Juncheng asked her.

She nodded.

So Gu Juncheng bought two bowls and they ate them standing on the street.

At that time, there were no disposable bowls and chopsticks, so you had to return the bowl to the person after you finished eating.

Lin Qingping drank silently, the cool sensation refreshing her body and mind, making her feel much more comfortable.

Clumps of night-blooming jasmine are in full bloom along the street.

But Gu Juncheng didn't seem to be in a good mood.

He ate quickly, finishing his meal in just a few bites. He then returned the bowl to the old man carrying the load and stood there in a daze in front of the large clump of night-blooming jasmine.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Qingping asked him, holding a bowl.

He turned and stared at her for a moment. "Today, it was my fault. I accept the punishment. You can think of a way to punish me."

"Punish him?" Lin Qingping didn't understand. Why should he be punished?

Gu Juncheng looked at the faint red spots on her exposed wrist and said, "If I hadn't wanted to take you to the mountain, you wouldn't be like this."

Speaking of this, Lin Qingping also became curious, "Why did you go up the mountain?"

Gu Juncheng stared at the cluster of night-blooming jasmine without saying a word, but his ears gradually turned red. Even though his skin was so dark, the blush was still visible to the naked eye.

Lin Qingping glanced at the night-blooming jasmine, then thought about what had happened on the mountain, and suddenly realized, "You don't mean, you're planning to take me to see the sunrise, do you?"

Gu Juncheng turned his head away, his face turning even redder.

Lin Qingping finished the last sip of her drink, handed the bowl back to the old man, and suppressed a laugh. "Gu Juncheng, let's go back."

Gu Juncheng remained silent as he walked side by side with her back to the factory.

"Gu Juncheng, what are you thinking? You want to take me to see the sunrise?" Lin Qingping asked, suppressing a laugh as she looked at Gu Juncheng's tense face.

Sure enough, Gu Juncheng's ears turned red again.

"Didn't you say you'd accept the punishment? Then I'll punish you by making you tell me what you're thinking!" Lin Qingping teased. It was such a rare opportunity to get this taciturn Gu Juncheng to open his mouth!

Gu Juncheng was clearly taken aback by her method of punishment.

"Otherwise what? How should I punish you?" Lin Qingping smiled, pursing her lips.

"I thought..." He thought it meant doing push-ups, running laps, or standing at attention...

"Corporal punishment?" Lin Qingping asked, tilting her head.

Gu Juncheng's expression told her: Yes.

Lin Qingping took his hand, saying, "Your leg isn't healed yet, I can't bear to let it go!"

Gu Juncheng coughed twice. Okay, she hasn't changed; she's still as straightforward as ever.

"It's Wu Tianping! Next time I see him, I'll make sure he can't get up!" Gu Juncheng sneered and recounted what Wu Tianping had said to him.

Lin Qingping was laughing so hard she could barely stand up straight. "What? Outdoor dinner? Flowers? Watching the sunrise?"

Gu Juncheng looked at her with a puzzled expression: Is something wrong?

"Is it possible that his outdoor dinner, flowers, and sunrise are different from yours?" Lin Qingping found it hilarious and laughed so hard she leaned on Gu Juncheng's shoulder.

Gu Juncheng looked down at her smiling face. Well, as long as she's happy, who cares if it's the same or not? At least the desired effect has been achieved.

Lin Qingping smiled and looked up at him, "Gu Juncheng, you said you'd accept the punishment?"

"Hmm." After saying that, Gu Juncheng looked at her warily again, "Didn't you already punish her? What new tricks are you up to now?"

Lin Qingping shook her head with a smile, "You didn't say it could only be punished once."

Gu Juncheng: ...I actually fell for her trick!

"Tell me, what else do you want to punish me for?" Gu Juncheng asked sincerely.

Lin Qingping stopped and stood in front of him. A gentle breeze stirred, and the camphor tree leaves rustled all around.

Lin Qingping raised her face, her eyes full of allure, "Gu Juncheng, I'm going to punish you again, make you kiss me right here."