When Zhang Chunxue was asked this question, her cheeks turned red, as if someone had caught her by the braid, and her eyes began to avoid him.
She stammered for a long time, her voice as thin as a mosquito's hum: "At that time... at that time, the only person in the village who would not look down on me, a married woman with... a deceased husband, with children to support, and who was willing to treat me well... it seemed, it seemed that only... only you..."
As soon as these words came out, Song Xingzhi felt a "boom" in his head, as if a huge firework had exploded!
He froze completely, his eyes wide open, staring straight at Zhang Chunxue, his mouth opened but no words came out.
It turns out...it turns out that he is not the only one who is so eager to get things done!
It turned out that she had also had feelings for him...for him!
The immense ecstasy overwhelmed him like a tide, leaving him at a loss as to where to put his hands and feet.
But then, a feeling of frustration and annoyance rose from the bottom of my heart again!
He almost did! He almost could be with Haruyuki-nee...
Thinking about how he had missed out on so many years and suffered lovesickness for so many years in vain, Song Xingzhi almost bit his teeth off!
Those brats! They're more trouble than help!
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions, and looked at Zhang Chunxue with burning eyes: "Sister-in-law Chunxue! They... they are all grown up now and have their own families. You... you don't have to worry about their thoughts anymore!"
Zhang Chunxue felt a little uncomfortable with his fiery gaze. She subconsciously glanced away and the blush on her face deepened.
"I... I really don't care what they think now." She said in a low voice.
When Song Xingzhi heard this, his eyes lit up! He took a small step forward, his voice filled with a hint of suppressed excitement and cautious anticipation: "Then...then Chunxue...Sister, you now...you..."
When Zhang Chunxue heard that he even changed his way of addressing her from "Sister Chunxue" to "Sister Chunxue", her heart began to beat wildly again and her cheeks became very hot.
She glared at him in reproach, but that look lacked any power, instead carrying a hint of inexplicable embarrassment: "What can I do? I..."
She paused, her tone softening again, with a hint of helplessness: "Besides, I still haven't sorted out the mess at home! Chengren, that bastard, was just kicked out, and Mingli and the children are still unsure how to live their lives from now on."
"I... I don't have the energy to think about those... those trivial things..."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became, her head drooped even lower, and her ears turned red.
When Song Xingzhi heard Zhang Chunxue's words which were a bit rejecting, the flame that had just been ignited in his heart seemed to be blown gently by someone and dimmed for a moment.
However, it was only for a moment.
He smiled again immediately, and that smile was still gentle, with a reassuring power.
"Sister Chunxue, don't feel pressured. There's no rush." He looked at her deeply, his voice full of understanding. "I've been waiting for so many years. It won't take a little while. I'm... I'm already very happy that you can tell me this."
Song Xingzhi's mind was as clear as a mirror. Sister Chunxue had just experienced so many troubles at home and was feeling upset.
It was a huge surprise that she could open her heart to him and tell him what she had been thinking back then.
If he pushed her now, wouldn't that make him look like a fool? If he scared her away, he wouldn't have anywhere to cry.
"Family matters are more important. First, you should focus on settling Mingli and the children down."
After hearing what he said, Zhang Chunxue's guilt for "retreating" was slightly relieved.
She nodded, her voice still a little muffled: "Yeah."
The two walked side by side for a short distance, and when they were almost at the village entrance, Song Xingzhi stopped.
"Haruyuki-sama, please go back first. I...I'll go into the village later."
Zhang Chunxue understood what he meant. There were many gossipy people in this village. If someone saw the two of them coming back together, who knows what unpleasant things would be said.
She nodded without saying anything, just said "hmm" softly, then quickened her pace and entered the village first.
Song Xingzhi stood there, watching her figure disappear at the entrance of the alley, and then a smile that could not be hidden appeared on his face.
He looked down at his hands, as if there was still some warmth left from her sleeve.
He had waited for so many years, and finally... finally she was interested in him!
This feeling made him even more excited than when he was admitted to university!
Song Xingzhi's mood was as bright as the sky after a rainy day, so clear that even his steps became lighter. He hummed a tuneless little song and slowly followed behind into the village.
When Zhang Chunxue returned home, the yard was quiet.
"Mom is back!" Zhong Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up when she saw Zhang Chunxue and she trotted over.
"Yeah," Zhang Chunxue responded, looking at her carrying a small cloth bag, as if she was about to go out, "Where are you going?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao raised her little face and answered crisply, "I don't quite understand some of my homework. I want to ask Teacher Song."
When Zhang Chunxue heard the words "Teacher Song", her heart skipped a beat for no reason, but her face showed no expression.
She coughed lightly to hide her discomfort.
"Go ahead, go early and come back early, don't delay too long."
"I know, Mom!" Zhong Xiaoxiao responded happily after getting permission, and ran out of the yard like a gust of wind.
Zhong Xiaoxiao came to the yard of Song Xingzhi's house. Song Xingzhi had indeed just returned not long ago. He was holding a broom and slowly sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard.
Hearing a noise at the door, he looked up and saw that it was Xiaoxiao. He smiled and waved, "Xiaoxiao, are you here? Come in."
Zhong Xiaoxiao called out sweetly, "Hello, Teacher Song!"
She walked into the yard as if she knew the place well. Song Xingzhi brought her a small stool and asked her to sit down at the stone table in the yard.
"What question don't you know how to answer? Take it out and let me see it." Song Xingzhi put down the broom, washed his hands, and sat down.
Zhong Xiaoxiao opened her small cloth bag, took out her homework book, and pointed to a question.
Song Xingzhi explained to her patiently in a gentle and clear voice.
Zhong Xiaoxiao listened very carefully and nodded from time to time.
The problem was solved, but Zhong Xiaoxiao didn't seem to want to leave immediately.
She held her chin with her two small hands, and her big black eyes turned around, as if she remembered some important task.
She had told her mother before that she didn't object to her remarrying, and among the people in the village, the only one who was worthy of her mother was Teacher Song.
Teacher Song is such a nice person, if only I could be with my mom...
The little flame of "matchmaking" in the little girl's heart resurfaced.
She rolled her eyes and asked casually, "Teacher Song, what do you think of...my mom?"
(End of this chapter)
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