"Then think about it carefully," Yun Qiao said. "After this meal, I'll go to the family compound with them this afternoon and come back after the seventh day of the first lunar month. You have a long time to think about it."
Zheng Wenjing paused and suddenly said, "What if your brother gets married during this time?"
"No, I can't." Yun Qiao was stunned for a moment: "Marriage is a lifelong commitment, how can it be so fast?"
"That's not necessarily true." Zheng Wenjing said quietly, "These days, it's not uncommon for people to decide to get married after just one blind date."
"Uh..." Yun Qiao was speechless.
Zheng Wenjing finally decided to tell Qin Zheng her feelings.
She asked Yun Qiao to meet Qin Zheng at the creek in front of the camp. She combed her hair again, put some red paper on her lips to look more youthful, and arrived at the place early to wait for him.
The biting cold wind was blowing, but Zheng Wenjing didn't feel cold at all. Her heart was surging and warm.
When Qin Zheng arrived, she shyly took a few steps forward and called his name softly: "Qin, Brother Qin, you are here."
"Why are you here?" Qin Zheng looked around, but didn't see Yun Qiao. He asked in confusion, "Where's Yun Qiao?"
"Yun Qiao didn't come." Zheng Wenjing mustered up the courage to say, "I asked Yun Qiao to invite you over."
Qin Zheng is more than ten years older than Zheng Wenjing, and the little girl's thoughts are almost exposed under the experience of the older man.
Qin Zheng frowned and said, "Comrade Wen Jing, it's cold by the river. If there's nothing else, go back."
His tone was gentle, but the distance implied in it was also very obvious.
Zheng Wenjing took a deep breath, as if to encourage herself, "Brother Qin, I'm happy. I like you! I want to be with you!"
Qin Zheng was slightly startled. He clearly hadn't expected Zheng Wenjing to confess so directly. However, his expression quickly returned to composure. "Comrade Wenjing, you're still young. There are many things you don't understand. Go back. I'll pretend that what happened yesterday never happened."
"Brother Qin, I'm not a kid anymore. I'm already twenty years old! I'm very clear-headed and I know what I'm doing." Zheng Wenjing defended herself, "I like you. I've liked you since the first time I saw you. I want to be with you."
"Sorry, Comrade Wen Jing, we are not suitable." Qin Zheng directly refused.
"What's wrong with it?" Zheng Wenjing asked unwillingly.
"The ages are not right." Qin Zheng said calmly: "You are twenty years old, and I am already thirty-two. I am twelve years older than you."
"I'm not here." Zheng Wenjing said anxiously, "In my opinion, age is not a problem."
"Wait a minute," Qin Zheng counseled earnestly, "Comrade Wen Jing, the twelve-year age gap means that when I graduated from elementary school, you weren't even born yet. I'd already joined the army and fought on the battlefield, while you might still be learning to speak. The difference between us is more than just age. Don't you understand?"
"But aren't Aunt Feng and your father also more than ten years apart? They're married too," Zheng Wenjing said, unwilling to give up. "So, the age gap isn't an insurmountable chasm, is it?"
"This is different." Qin Zheng's eyes darkened when Zheng Wenjing mentioned his father's marriage to his stepmother. His gentle tone turned cold. "I can't be with a girl ten years younger than me. It's beastly. Others may not be around, but I can't accept it, let alone do such a thing."
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