Ji Qingqian looked at the warm water flowing from the tap and at her hands being washed.
She and Ah Bei are in a relationship.
Both of them wished to spend their lives together.
So they can do all the things that couples do.
But Ah Bei was particularly stubborn about this kind of thing.
She thought of a debate topic she had seen on the school's official WeChat account.
—On traveling far away and returning home.
The affirmative side argued, "There are endless people to meet and endless money to earn outside, so why go home?"
After Ji Qingqian told her boyfriend about this, he actually supported the opposing side:
"It is precisely because there are endless people to meet and endless money to earn outside that we should go home."
He also adhered to the same principles in relationships.
Some people think, "We're all adults, there's no need to be so restrained."
But his thought was, "It is precisely because we are all adults that we need to exercise restraint."
So Ah Bei would talk to her about the future and about her parents.
Ah Bei is very traditional in this regard, to the point of being somewhat outdated.
He hopes to proceed with the next steps only after obtaining the approval of both families.
However, this was not from his perspective.
It's more like... wanting to truly take responsibility for Ji Qingqian's life.
Even though Ji Qingqian herself didn't mind.
Ji Qingqian couldn't say whether this view was good or bad.
But she liked it. She felt extremely pampered and favored, and beyond those two feelings, there was also a sense of respect—it felt very grounded and substantial.
But Ah Bei's idea is actually quite dangerous. If it were someone else, they could easily be manipulated or deceived.
Ji Qingqian raised her eyes and looked at her face in the mirror. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her hair was a little messy.
She smiled smugly and said to herself, word by word:
"But fortunately, Ah Bei met me, an absolutely wonderful woman."
After saying that, she turned off the tap and turned around with satisfaction.
She suddenly remembered that a long, long time ago, when she was still considered a young swordsman, Abei had told her about a book called "First Love".
It was written by the Russian writer Ivan Turgenev. At the time, Ji Qingqian was trying to find ways to give the boy more common topics to talk about, so she secretly bought it to read.
However, those who frequently read foreign classics should know that books written by Russian authors are difficult to evaluate in terms of content; the sheer number of names alone is enough to overwhelm anyone.
She glanced at it twice and tossed it aside, but she remembered one particular quote from Turgenev on the back cover:
"The most important thing: live a normal life, don't be a slave to your passions."
She pursed her lips and chuckled softly.
Ji Qingqian stood under the bed, facing Lu Yibei.
Her face was slightly flushed, as was the boy's.
Ji Qingqian said softly, "You should go take a shower too."
"…oh."
"Go to bed after you shower, it's getting late."
"Um."
Watching the boy lift the covers and head towards the bathroom.
The girl, who had already gone back to bed, chased after his retreating figure.
"Abei."
"Um?"
The boy instinctively turned around and met her gaze.
Looking into the boy's dark eyes, the girl spoke almost instinctively:
I love you, really.
The boy paused for a moment, then continued:
"Me too."
The girl lay down abruptly and covered her head with the blanket.
It is said that couples love to hear sweet words after doing this.
Although neither of them has reached home plate yet.
…but.
Hmm...hehe, that's great...yay!
Whew.
A little while later.
The blanket was gently lifted, and the boy's body temperature pressed against Ji Qingqian once again.
Goodnight, Qingqian.
Goodnight, Abei.
Crowded, but safe.
Ji Qingqian falls asleep very easily.
…
the next day.
When Ji Qingqian woke up, there was no one beside her.
She opened her eyes wearily and saw that her boyfriend had already gotten up and was sitting on the floor beside the bed.
"...What time is it?" Ji Qingqian asked.
Lu Yibei smiled and said, "The alarm clock is about to go off."
Ji Qingqian rolled over, muttering a complaint: "I woke up before the alarm went off again... I don't know next time, it's useless."
"Don't have too much faith in your biological clock... If you don't set an alarm, you'll definitely oversleep. Don't forget how many times you slept in when you were at my house... you little sleepyhead," Lu Yibei said with a smile.
Hearing her boyfriend address her in a certain way, Ji Qingqian felt a little dissatisfied and turned around to face him, complaining:
"I'm not a lazy pig."
"What is that?"
Lu Yibei asked casually while looking at his phone.
Ji Qingqian's eyes darted around, then she smiled with a mischievous and excited expression.
Lu Yibei: ...
He had a bad feeling, but he decided to listen to what she had to say next.
Ji Qingqian clenched her fist, raising only her thumb and forefinger to resemble a gun, and then pointed at Lu Yibei: "Bang bang!"
Lu Yibei: ...?
"I'm an expert at shooting guns... Ouch!"
Before she could finish speaking, her boyfriend slapped her thigh through the blanket.
"get up!"
She heard her boyfriend get angry and embarrassed.
…
What a humiliation.
It's as if the root of fate has been seized.
With a sullen face, Lu Yibei felt deeply humiliated and knew he wouldn't be happy for the next few days.
"Brother Bei, what are you laughing at?"
Downstairs in the teaching building, Xia Li, who had come with him, looked at Lu Yibei strangely: "...And, the way you're smiling is so disgusting, like you're having a crush on someone."
Lu Yibei: ...
"Kids don't know anything."
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