Chapter 43: The Forty-third Day of Restraint That’s enough, you’ve already thanked…
On the day when Shan Yin participated in the poetry competition, Pei Yunhe skipped his self-study and went over the wall with Meng Chuan to watch the competition at the Nanqiao Youth Art Center.
The weather was just right that day, with a light and clear autumn wind. The leaves of the sycamore trees were dyed golden and fell to the ground in the wind, like a golden blanket, making their way brilliantly and gloriously.
Meng Chuan found it strange that a good student like Pei Yunhe would actually skip classes and climb over the wall. He quickly made a series of plans and said he would take Pei Yunhe to see what it was like.
"That new internet cafe next to school has amazing equipment! I paid for ten years of SVIP membership! The best private room is yours! After we're done playing, I'll take you to the go-kart club. Let me tell you, the breeze is so cool at night, and it's going to be so cool!"
Pei Yunhe looked at him like he was stupid. "Don't tell me you've been an SVIP at the club for ten years."
Meng Chuan's eyes lit up: "How did you know?"
Pei Yunhe shook his head. "I don't know if you've been charging for ten years. I just know that internet cafes and clubs don't always last ten years."
"Then I'll just charge for another ten years!"
"...Well, your family has a lot of money anyway."
But in the end, Pei Yunhe didn't go to the Internet cafe or the karting club, but took Meng Chuan to the Youth Art Center.
When Meng Chuan arrived and saw Lao Bai, he turned around. Pei Yunhe hooked his arm around his neck and said, "We've given you all the committee positions. Why don't you play a role?"
Meng Chuan complained bitterly: "I didn't skip class to see Lao Bai!"
"Of course I know." Pei Yunhe replied.
Neither is he.
But with Meng Chuan as a cover, even if he skipped class and was discovered, he could openly say that he was the student life committee member and psychological counselor who cared about his classmates, and they came to cheer for the Dan Yin competition on behalf of the whole class.
Of course, it would be best if we weren't discovered.
Pei Yunhe pulled Meng Chuan to sit in the corner of the last row of the competition hall.
He looked around the entire contestant seat but didn't see Shan Yin. He only saw a few bags on a chair with the Nanqiao No. 1 Middle School sign on it, including the white schoolbag that Shan Yin often carried, with Lao Bai standing guard next to her.
He thought that Dan Yin might have gone backstage to wait for the competition.
By the time Shan Yin came on stage, the game was almost over.
Meng Chuan felt drowsy listening to the contestants reciting poems. Occasionally, his stomach growled and he smacked his lips in hunger.
Pei Yunhe was also feeling a little bored and yawned lazily on the soft leather chair. He was just thinking about whether he should go backstage when suddenly, a sky-blue shadow appeared on the stage.
Before the host announced the show, Pei Yunhe immediately locked onto Shan Yin's figure on the side stage.
She wore a sleeveless sky-blue satin gown that perfectly accentuated her tall and slender figure.
She stood there gracefully, her eyebrows as dark as distant mountains, her eyes as charming as autumn waves, thinking about something by herself, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
It was like a wisp of fresh breeze or a pool of clear water in this dull hall, and like the magnolia flowers embroidered on her dress, pure and elegant.
It was clearly a light color, but it attracted Pei Yunhe's attention.
He stared at her in a daze for a long time, until the host announced the show. Shan Yin slowly moved to the center of the stage, and Pei Yunhe's gaze followed her.
After the countdown began, she recited the vast cultural treasures of five thousand years in her mouth, and then answered the questions calmly and fluently.
Perhaps because her performance in the mock exam improved a lot, Dan Yin's overall mental outlook also improved.
Red lips, white teeth, bright eyes and kind vision.
Even though she was still quite frail, the pressure was relieved, and since it was her favorite poetry and literature competition, she took a deep breath and finally looked like a spirited teenager.
She is like this, with a radiance in her eyes and eyebrows, and her smile and nod are more dazzling than two spotlights.
Pei Yunhe never knew that listening to people talk could be so comfortable. The soft tone flowed through his heart like water. Even if it was the same words as those recited by the people in front of him, it sounded much better when recited alone.
The dull and dreary hall became spacious and comfortable. Didn’t he know that Nan Qiao also had a lark?
It should be a creature that leaps freely and happily in the lush forest, so how could it be confined here?
She is so good, would she be willing to land on his heart branch?
Pei Yunhe seemed to have no memory of what happened afterwards or what the outcome of the game was.
He only remembered that the thunderous applause from the audience was not even one ten-thousandth as pleasant as the lark's cry, and that touch of sky-blue lingered in his mind for a long time, unable to be shaken off.
As my thoughts turned back, the sky-blue figure in my memory merged with the person standing in the halo in front of me.
Pei Yunhe took a closer look and found that, what a coincidence, Shan Yin was also wearing a sky blue cheongsam today.
She stood obediently and docilely beside the magnolia tree, as glorious as the autumn chrysanthemums and luxuriant as the spring pines. She was gentle but not timid, graceful but also tenacious.
Pei Yunhe was glad that he had done those things. Although it took many years of hardship, the outcome was very good in the end.
She finally grew up to this point and was no longer as troubled and sad as before.
Pei Yunhe stepped forward and took Shan Yin's hand. "Did you find out who wrote that poem later?"
Shan Yin also talked about the subject booklet. She had not used it for a long time and could no longer memorize the formulaic poems. Only the words "I was born with talents and they will be useful. Even if I lose all my money, I will get it back" on the last page of the booklet were still fresh in her memory.
She shook her head slightly. "I don't know. I haven't had the chance to compare them. I just think it was probably written by a boy."
But she had only been in Nanqiao for a year at that time, and she had very little contact with her classmates. She had not even spoken to many of the boys in the class, and her names did not match those of the people.
"I wanted to express my gratitude, but I didn't have the chance. Besides, the poem might have been casually written by someone else. If I went out of my way to express my gratitude, I'm afraid people would think I was being sentimental."
It's been so many years since the incident happened, there's really nothing to look back on.
Pei Yunhe didn't mind whether Dan Yin knew it or not, and he didn't need that word of gratitude.
He held Shan Yin's hand and put his other hand into his trouser pocket, where he soon touched a warm and delicate object. It was the Qingtian stone seal he carried with him, and it had become warm from his body temperature.
He leaned over and gently kissed the corner of Shan Yin's mouth.
"Okay, you've already thanked me."
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After lunch, Dan Yin felt sleepy. He didn’t know if it was because of the change of seasons, but he always felt weak and tired during this period.
Pei Yunhe coaxed her to take a nap. After coaxing Shan Yin to sleep, he himself was not very sleepy. He tiptoed to the study to take care of some work. When he came back, Shan Yin was still asleep.
Whenever he was with her, he always wanted to have sex with her. He went a little too far the night before. After he ejaculated, his penis was still hard and swollen. He stayed inside her for a long time, begging for mercy and saying that he wanted to slow down. But Dan Yin didn't have the energy to spit at her anymore.
But later, as time went by, Shan Yin was almost asleep, and he became interested again holding the warm and soft beauty in his arms, and woke Shan Yin up from her sleep.
Later, Shan Yin almost fainted on him. When he came out of the bathroom holding Shan Yin, he glanced at the time. It was almost three o'clock in the morning.
No wonder Shan Yin has been sleeping a lot recently. Pei Yunhe knows that he has made an "indispensable contribution" and dares not break into Shan Yin's bed at this moment. He touches the back of his head and goes down again.
More than an hour later, Dan Yin was awakened by a series of small knocking sounds.
She stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, and it took her a long time to regain consciousness. She was shocked to realize that she had slept for so long. If it was any later, dusk would have already fallen on the sky.
She was not a lazy or stupid person. She thought Pei Yunhe felt sorry for her and would not wake her up, but she didn't expect that she didn't even hear the alarm clock.
She hurriedly got out of bed. Pei Yunhe was nowhere to be seen in the master bedroom. She heard a knocking sound outside the yard. She walked to the window, supported herself on the windowsill with both hands, and stuck half of her head out.
Among the winding paths of flowers and plants, a swing was built at some point in the open space next to two magnolia trees. The red cedar wood is calm and low-key in color, which matches the numerous flowers and plants in the courtyard. The wooden swing chair is hidden in it, swaying gently in the wind, and you can almost hear the pleasant and light squeaking sound.
Pei Yunhe was standing aside, with the sleeves of his white shirt folded behind his elbows, and a small wooden hammer in his hand. The ding-dong sounds were made by him knocking with the wooden hammer.
Shan Yin saw beads of sweat on his temples. He didn't know how long he had been busy here. The setting sun shone, and the bright light fell into Shan Yin's eyes.
She wanted to wipe it off for him, but Pei Yunhe suddenly had an idea and turned around to look in her direction, just in time to see her in the window frame.
"Are you awake?" he asked from a distance.
Then he smiled and waved to Shan Yin: "Come and take a look."
For some reason, Shan Yin turned around and quickly ran out of the master bedroom, taking two steps at a time, running as hurriedly as a child.
She hadn't run so fast in a long time. She could hardly hold on to the handrail of the stairs. She found some of the joy of her childhood and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of her mouth.
When she got outside the villa, she saw Pei Yunhe standing on the swing from afar. When he saw her coming, he stretched out a hand to her.
The smile on Dan Yin's lips became increasingly uncontrollable.
It was not until she stood in front of Pei Yunhe that she restrained herself and steadied her body, her chest heaving with a slight gasp, feeling inexplicably happy.
Pei Yunhe fixed her hair and said, "Why are you running? This swing won't grow legs and run away."
Shan Yin shook his head and said nothing, but he reached out and wiped the sweat from Pei Yunhe's temples.
Pei Yunhe was relieved and pointed at the swing to show Shan Yin: "This is for you."
Shan Yin's gaze moved over. The swing was as delicate and lovely as when she saw it in the room. Upon closer inspection, she saw bright red roses wrapped around the corners and railings. The red flowers and green leaves matched each other, and it was full of vitality.
Her eyes were full of smiles. "Did you take it?"
"Of course, I've been busy for more than an hour." Pei Yunhe was not modest at all.
Shan Yin pursed her lips and smiled: "It looks good, I like it."
"Then go and try it."
Pei Yunhe pushed Shan Yin to the front of the swing. Shan Yin felt a little embarrassed at first.
"This...isn't it inappropriate? This is for children to play with."
Pei Yunhe was unhappy, "Who said adults can't play? I built it, I can let anyone play with it."
Shan Yin was still shy. Pei Yunhe clicked his tongue and simply pulled Shan Yin, put his arm around her, and the two of them sat on the swing together.
The swing chair wobbled, and light brown, bright red, and dark green turned into mottled oil paints, spilling over in this natural garden palette.
Shan Yin lost his balance and grabbed Pei Yunhe's clothes with his mouth wide open.
Not until the shaking gradually slowed down did she breathe a sigh of relief and slowly began to experience the joy she had been away from for a long time.
"Is it fun?"
Shan Yin sat on Pei Yunhe's legs. The small wooden swing didn't swing too high or too far. Pei Yunhe kicked the swing with his long legs and it began to swing.
“It’s fun.”
But Shan Yin was worried that the small swing could not bear the weight of two adults, so she carefully tugged at Pei Yunhe's clothes.
"Just put me down."
Pei Yunhe sneered, "Can I still throw you down?"
He suddenly exerted force with his feet as if playing a prank, and the swing suddenly flipped backwards a lot, scaring Shan Yin so much that he fell into Pei Yunhe's arms.
"Don't worry, I built it myself. I guarantee you won't fall."
He hugged Dan Yin, his tone full of smugness of success, and his eyes and voice could not hide his joy.
The past is still vivid in my mind, but fortunately everything is perfect now.
Shan Yin also put her arms around him, letting her heart swing away with the swing.
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The author has something to say: Playing on the swing and playing pranks, I won’t tell you who is childish [spreading hands]
There are some memories and [yellow heart][yellow heart] in the next chapter
(In order to add more chapters, I was locked out of the review several times. I really... [melted][melted][melted])
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