The autumn harvest had been busy for several days, and the fact that the Qiao family hadn't come knocking on their door kept them quiet.
The Fucheng Academy has invited Zhao Shi'an several times, hoping he will study there.
Zhao Shi'an didn't want to leave Fang Qing.
That evening, after dinner, he went to Fang Qing's room, wanting her to go to the prefectural city with him.
"Let me go?"
Zhao Shi'an nodded.
"But I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help."
Fang Qing had heard Fang Dashu say that the academy in the prefecture city served food according to the standards of a large restaurant, and the accommodations were all private rooms, even more comfortable than home.
So Fang Qing really didn't know what she could do to help Zhao Shi'an in the prefectural city.
"The fact that you came to be with me is already the biggest help you can give me."
He looked at Fang Qing calmly.
Fang Qing, however, saw a hint of pleading in his eyes.
"Let me think about it."
"If you come with me, I will go to the prefectural city to study; if you don't come, I won't go either."
It sounds like a threat.
Fang Qing was helpless.
She felt that Zhao Shi'an was too attached to his family.
She thought of what Zhao Shi'an had done when he was drunk that night.
"Brother, why don't you go and propose to the girl you like? Maybe things will be better once you have your own little family."
Zhao Shi'an's eyelids twitched.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Isn't that right? What you did to me that night, didn't you think I was someone else? I was afraid you'd be embarrassed, so I haven't asked you these past few days who you really like. You'll definitely pass the provincial examination next year, and with our family's conditions, it shouldn't be difficult to propose marriage, right?"
Zhao Shi'an's expression gradually darkened, and he told himself not to reveal his emotions.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"Okay, okay, I knew you'd be shy."
Zhao Shi'an glared at her, then got up to leave.
Fang Qing grabbed his arm.
"Why are you getting angry? I'm just concerned about you. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."
Zhao Shi'an pursed his lips and looked at her.
He's so heartless; if only she could have seen even a little bit of what he was thinking.
Isn't what he did obvious enough?
Thinking this, he reached out and pinched Fang Qing's cheek.
"I do have someone I like, but she's an idiot. She doesn't know I like her, and she doesn't like me either."
Fang Qing was stunned for a moment when she heard Zhao Shi'an say such things about feelings for the first time.
"Huh? She doesn't like you? How blind can that person be to not even like my brother?"
She was genuinely angry on Zhao Shi'an's behalf.
Zhao Shi'an is handsome, talented, and has been given the status of a world-class male protagonist by the system. He's highly sought after anywhere.
"Yeah, that person is so blind, he's driving me crazy."
If Fang Qing were to look directly into his eyes right now, she would surely see the deep affection within them.
"Then tell me, I'll go and see just how beautiful this person is."
Seeing her puffed-up face, Zhao Shi'an gently rubbed her cheeks.
"Alright, you've had a long day, go to sleep. If you don't want to come to the capital with me, I'll go by myself."
He pressed her down to lie down, covered her with a blanket, and then blew out the candle and left her room.
Fang Qing, however, was wide awake.
Zhao Shi'an's words kept echoing in my mind.
The person Zhao Shi'an likes doesn't like him...
During this time, she ate and slept with Zhao Shi'an. If Zhao Shi'an had contact with other women, she would definitely know.
But it never happened.
Let alone women, Zhao Shi'an didn't have many men around him either.
If we must talk about a woman, then it's the 70-year-old neighbor in the county town who often comes over to teach her how to cook.
The other one is her.
Fang Qing paused, her spirits lifted at this thought.
she?
impossible.
How could that be?
Zhao Shi'an treats her like a younger sister.
Fang Qing patted her face.
What are you thinking about?
Time to sleep!
Fang Qing still couldn't sleep; she had a very long dream that night.
It repeatedly showed the things Zhao Shi'an did when he was drunk that night.
Unlike what happened that night, when she asked Zhao Shi'an who he thought she was, Zhao Shi'an looked at her with eyes full of desire.
"It's you, the person I like is you."
A passionate and real kiss.
Then Fang Qing woke up with a start.
Looking at the familiar house, my rapid heartbeat seemed as clear as if it were right next to my ears.
Fang Qing's cheeks felt hot.
She gasped and rubbed her face hard.
That's insane.
How could I have such a dream!
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Zhao Shi'an's voice came from outside.
"Get up as soon as you wake up, breakfast is getting cold."
Fang Qing responded guiltily, and dawdled for quite a while before finally leaving the room.
Fang Qing had just breathed a sigh of relief when Zhao Shi'an came in with bowls and chopsticks, as Zhao Shi'an was not in the room.
"I reheated your food, eat up."
Fang Qing didn't dare look Zhao Shi'an in the eye. After washing up, she ate in silence and then washed the dishes.
Apart from Zhao Shi'an occasionally reminding her to eat slowly, Fang Qing remained silent throughout the meal.
Watching Fang Qing leave the house with her bowl and chopsticks, Zhao Shi'an pursed his lips.
Fang Qing must have guessed something.
He also hoped that Fang Qing would discover his feelings.
But when I actually discovered it, she became distant.
Zhao Shi'an also knew the reason.
Fang Qing doesn't like him.
Naturally, she wouldn't accept his affection.
He lowered his eyes, but his heart ached as if something had been ripped out of him.
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