Han's mother asked.
"Well... let's not talk about the Song family. Of course, I hope the two children can get married smoothly and live a good life together!"
After a moment's hesitation, Han's father gave a response.
"Honey, do you think our in-laws might come to our door to break off the engagement?"
Mother Han was truly uncertain. After all, if it were her, upon learning that her future daughter-in-law was dissatisfied with her son and repeatedly targeted her daughter, she would definitely terminate the marriage between the two families to avoid marrying a troublesome person who would disrupt the peace of the whole family.
The most crucial point is that if they marry her, their son's future will likely be far from happy.
Rather than having their own child feel resentful and unhappy after marriage, it would be better to address the root cause of the problem, namely, to call off the engagement between the two families!
"I don't know."
Han's father shook his head.
"Probably not, right?"
Han's mother was trying to comfort herself, but she really didn't want the marriage between the two families to fall through. Therefore, she looked straight at Han's father, hoping to get the answer she wanted from him.
Some things cannot be forced.
Mr. Han understood what answer Mrs. Han wanted, but how could he possibly say for sure?
Marrying a wife is no small matter. Everyone wants to marry a sensible girl. But the in-laws don't seem easy to fool. Only they know what they're really thinking after learning about their daughter's past behavior.
In other words, neither he nor his wife knew.
Now, all we can do is patiently wait for our in-laws' attitude!
"I will discipline Lanlan properly before the two children get married."
Hearing Han's mother's words, Han's father paused for a moment, then nodded slightly: "We do need to discipline them more!"
However, the couple was unaware that while they were wholeheartedly worrying about their daughter's marriage, their daughter was heading down the wrong path, ruining the good match she had in mind.
In a house on the north side of the town.
"You...you shouldn't get too close to me..."
"What are you afraid of? I'm not a tiger, do you think I can eat you?!"
"I...I'm not scared, I'm just a little unaccustomed to it..."
"What are you not used to?"
"You already know that, why are you asking me?"
With a face as fair as a peach blossom, Han Bailan glared at the other person.
Yes, the two people in this house at this moment, one of them is Han Bailan, and the other is the boy Han Bailan has had a crush on for several years. Well, now we should call him a young man, since he and Han Bailan are both over twenty years old, not teenagers who haven't graduated from high school yet.
"I don't know, do you want to tell me?"
The young man's surname was Zhao, given name Jing, and he was about 180 cm tall. His appearance was comparable to Song Qingbin's, but he had a roguish charm when he smiled. In this era, a roguish and handsome young man like Zhao Jing wouldn't be very popular with girls.
But Han Bailan liked him very much. In fact, it could be said that her liking for him stemmed from when she was in junior high school, when she watched boys play basketball and was deeply attracted by the roguish smile that he unintentionally revealed.
Since then, the seed of unrequited love has sprouted in my heart.
Unfortunately, Zhao Jing was a popular figure at school, and he was surrounded by many beautiful girls. Han Bailan simply didn't have the courage to confess her feelings to him, so she kept her feelings to herself.
After graduating from junior high school and then from high school, Han Bailan and Zhao Jing spoke only a handful of times.
However, his gaze never stopped following her.
To say that Zhao Jing was unaware of Han Bailan's feelings would be absolutely false. Otherwise, he wouldn't have acted as if he was unintentionally flirting with Han Bailan when he recently returned to town after graduating from high school and starting work.
At this moment, Han Bailan was sitting at the foot of the bed. When she saw Zhao Jing enter from outside the room, he first stood not far from her for a moment, then curled the corners of his mouth and approached her step by step with a roguish smile. Whether it was out of girlish shyness or some other thought, Han Bailan unconsciously moved her position as he approached.
And without realizing it, it was almost moving from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed.
"Can you please stay still? You're really too close to me, it makes me uncomfortable!"
Although she said that, Han Bailan felt a strange longing rising in her heart.
However, she herself did not know what she was longing for.
"Oh, I see. You're not used to me getting close. Fine, I'll back off now."
Zhao Jing immediately took a few steps back. He looked at Han Bailan with a smile and noticed a clear look of disappointment in her eyes.
Ha! Woman, playing hard to get, is that it?
That's fine, he'll play along!
Han Bailan was filled with disappointment. She asked herself what she was missing, but could not find the answer.
She bit her lip and stood up: "Zhao Jing, I'm going back!"
"Are you really willing to leave?"
Zhao Jing took a few steps closer, raised his hand and tucked a few stray strands of hair that had fallen across Han Bailan's forehead behind her ear. He looked intently into Han Bailan's eyes and said, "But I want you to stay with me a little longer, is that alright?"
"I……"
Han Bailan wanted to say that she had been out for more than half a day and her parents would worry if she didn't go home soon, but unexpectedly, she suddenly felt a warm sensation on her forehead.
Instantly, her eyes widened as she realized that the person she liked had just kissed her. Even though it was just a kiss on her forehead, the impact on her was still enormous.
Instinctively, I stepped back, trying to create some distance between us, but unexpectedly, I ended up falling back onto the bed.
Zhao Jing leaned down, placing his hands on either side of her body, his gaze intense, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"
"..."
Han Bailan came to her senses after a while, realizing what the other person was asking her. She looked away from them, her cheeks burning, her heart racing, and she pursed her lips without answering.
"Silly boy, I've known you've liked me for a long time..."
With a slightly hoarse voice, Zhao Jing kissed Han Bailan's forehead again.
"...Zhao Jing, no, you can't do this!"
Han Bailan reached out and pushed the other person.
Don't you like me?
Zhao Jing feigned injury and said, "It seems I was just being presumptuous. Fine, I'll let you go now!"
"you……"
Han Bailan suddenly grabbed the other man's collar, her voice urgent: "I didn't... I didn't dislike you!" So he liked her too, then weren't they mutually in love?
Time is passing.
When Han Bailan walked out of Zhao Jing's house, she was in a daze, not knowing how things had gotten to that point.
Do you regret it?
Han Bailan didn't know any of this; all she knew was that she loved Zhao Jing, and had loved him for many years...
"idiot!"
Pushing his bicycle to the gate of the courtyard, Zhao Jing watched Han Bailan's departing figure with disdain in his eyes.
She was so easily seduced; if you think he has real feelings for her, you're absolutely delusional!
The Zhao family owns a house in the county town, where the whole family lives. They only stay in this old house for a night or two when they go back to town for errands. The old house is regularly cleaned, so there's no need to worry about it falling into disrepair over time.
Withdrawing his gaze from Han Bailan's retreating figure, Zhao Jing straddled the bicycle seat, spat on the ground, then pushed off with his left foot on the pedal, quickly riding several meters away.
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