Exchanging money for some cornmeal was naturally not a difficult task for Ye Haochen. After Jiang Xile gave him one yuan, she didn't ask any more questions about the rest.
When she returned to the educated youth settlement, it was just time for her to start work.
The group of educated youth were about to leave when they ran into Jiang Xile, who had just returned from outside.
"So it turns out that Jiang Zhiqing really had something to do and had to go out, which is why she didn't lend the car to Duan Zhiqing!"
"Hmm, it seems that although Jiang Zhiqing doesn't talk much, she's not stingy."
"I knew it!"
Several educated youths whispered among themselves, but Jiang Xile pretended not to hear them. Influenced by other people's thoughts, she could not affect her own decision.
The rice seedlings in the field have grown to more than a foot tall without us even noticing, and in the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.
Xiao Chengyi, who had been lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) for more than half a month, could finally come out and get some fresh air. Jiang Xile had encountered him twice.
Unexpectedly, the officer I met briefly on the train turned out to be in the same battalion as me.
Because of that chance encounter on the train, or perhaps because of the inexplicable emotions in Xiao Chengyi's heart, the two began to meet more and more often.
Xiao Chengyi is a fairly talkative person and has seen a lot in the world. He always has some novel stories and topics that can pique Jiang Xile's interest.
On the other side, Qiu Wenbin's fighting skills were almost perfected.
Jiang Xile felt that there was nothing more she could teach him, so she stopped giving him lessons every morning and let Qiu Wenbin practice on his own.
Qiu Wenbin felt very disappointed when he heard Jiang Xile say that she would no longer teach him.
Over the past two weeks, as the two have gotten to know each other, Qiu Wenbin has gradually fallen in love with this smart and decisive girl.
He knew that the other person didn't have any other feelings for him, and that confessing his feelings would disrupt the current peace.
If it meant he could never get close to his beloved again, Qiu Wenbin would rather just silently stay by her side.
As long as she can see him when she turns around, that's enough.
Besides, the girl is still young, maybe she hasn't realized it yet. What if she sees his protection one day!
Compared to others, Qiu Wenbin's love was humble, silent, and devoted to protecting.
The setting sun poured down on the country lanes like molten gold, bathing everything in a gentle and ambiguous glow.
As Jiang Xile strolled along the tree-lined path in the afterglow of the setting sun, her heart was filled with ripples of emotion.
Her steps were light, as if she were enjoying this rare moment of tranquility, unaware that a sudden emotional storm was about to shatter this peace.
Just then, a figure suddenly entered her line of sight—it was Mao Gang...
That boy who always wore a somewhat simple and honest smile, yet whose eyes held a firm and passionate gaze.
He stood in the middle of the road, sunlight filtering through the leaves, dappling his body and adding an almost unreal courage to his presence.
Mao Gang took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and strode towards Jiang Xile, each step taken with exceptional firmness.
"Joy, I..."
His voice trembled slightly with nervousness, but he still tried to keep it clear.
I've liked you for a long time. I know you might have ignored my previous hints.
But this time, I want to say it directly, and I hope you can give me a chance.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xile frowned slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in her bright eyes.
She is not a heartless person, but matters of the heart are not to be taken lightly.
Moreover, she had already sensed Mao Gang's feelings and had politely declined in her own way.
However, the scene before her eyes gave her a headache.
"Mao Gang, I appreciate your kind gesture, but..."
Her words were gentle yet firm, and she was about to continue when she was interrupted by a sudden gust of wind and the rustling of leaves.
In the grove of trees not far away, a figure quietly appeared and disappeared; it was Xiao Chengyi.
He had deliberately chosen this time and place to bump into Jiang Xile, holding a bunch of wildflowers he had just picked from the roadside, intending to give her a surprise.
Unexpectedly, instead of the expected surprise, she was met with this sudden confession.
Xiao Chengyi's heart tightened suddenly, his gaze fixed on Jiang Xile and Mao Gang, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He stood in the shadows, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms, yet he maintained a calm facade.
He knew that intervening at this moment might not be appropriate, but his anxiety and unease surged like a tidal wave.
The wind seemed to stand still at that moment, and time seemed to freeze.
The confrontation between Jiang Xile and Mao Gang, and Xiao Chengyi's silent vigil not far away, create a scene full of tension and emotion.
Coming to her senses, Jiang Xile looked at Mao Gang again, her expression as firm as ever.
"I'm sorry, Mao Zhiqing. I appreciate your affection, but I don't have any feelings for you beyond friendship. You'll find a suitable girl for you in the future!"
Although he had expected to be rejected, Mao Gang was still very disappointed.
"Is...is there really no chance?"
With a last glimmer of hope, Mao Gang asked nervously.
"Feel sorry!"
Upon hearing this apology, Mao Gang knew that his one-sided infatuation was destined to come to an end today.
In fact, Jiang Xile had already subtly rejected him before, but he was unwilling to give up and wanted to try again.
Since that's the case, he should let it go, after all, his life isn't just about love.
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