The former residence of educated youth.
Outside, the same few male educated youths were waiting at the door, some squatting and some standing, their faces showing impatience.
"Why are they taking so long? We've been waiting for so long, why haven't they come out yet?"
"Maybe there's something else they want to say. Let's wait a bit longer! When something like this happens... you know how it is."
"Yes, yes, we understand, we understand!"
"They're all young people, they all understand the principles. But you all think this new educated youth, Qi, is quite capable. He's only just arrived and someone's already throwing themselves at him. What a lucky guy!"
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse is still unknown."
"The way you're saying that is just sour grapes. How can you say it's a curse when a girl likes you? It's a blessing, a great blessing."
"Would you like such good fortune?"
"Of course I want to, but unfortunately I'm not good-looking enough, so such good fortune won't come my way."
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse is up to the educated youth, but it's tough on us! We're exhausted after a whole night, and we can't even go back to get some sleep. How pitiful, how pitiful!"
Inside the house.
Song Rumeng nervously twisted her clothes with both hands, sitting on the edge of the communal bed. She silently shed tears, glancing at Qi Yanyun every now and then, her eyes full of pitiful sorrow.
Upon seeing this, Qi Yanyun recalled the enchanting scenes from the previous night.
Even if he had been tricked, Song Rumeng was his first woman, that was an undeniable fact. Seeing her silently shedding tears, he sighed and said, "Alright, stop crying."
"You've wronged me like this, why can't I cry?" Song Rumeng glared at Qi Yanyun reproachfully. "I can cry all I want, it doesn't bother you at all."
He's all about controlling everything, and now he wants to control other people's tears too.
Qi Yanyun laughed in exasperation, "Song Rumeng, crying won't solve anything. You'd better cherish the time I still have to talk to you about the future."
"If you exhaust my patience, you'll have to deal with the rest yourself."
Song Rumeng suddenly stood up, pointed at Qi Yanyun, and said, "You... how could you be so heartless? What's wrong with me crying? I've lost my innocence. What's wrong with me crying for a while?"
"Then keep crying." Her legs were weak from standing, so Bu Qiyan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. "Don't blame me for not reminding you, those people outside definitely aren't just outside."
"What do you mean?" Song Rumeng didn't understand.
“What I mean is, they must have already notified the captain,” Qi Yanyun said. “Once the captain knows about this, he will naturally inform your parents.”
"If I'm not mistaken, soon the whole village will know about us."
"No...is it really necessary?" Song Rumeng was a little scared at this moment. She only wanted to marry him and didn't want the whole village to know.
"How could it not be?" Qi Yanyun raised an eyebrow and asked seriously, "Song Rumeng, what do you think our current situation is?"
Song Rumeng remained silent, too ashamed to respond.
Ignoring her silence and shame, Qi Yanyun continued, "To put it nicely, it's mutual affection and uncontrollable emotions; to put it bluntly, it's being a scoundrel."
"Indecent assault!" Song Rumeng turned pale with fright at these three words and was completely at a loss.
She just wanted to marry him and live with him in the city when he returned; she didn't think much more about it.
Seeing Song Rumeng's face turn pale with fright, Qi Yanyun was satisfied. But he still needed to make things clear: "I don't want to be accused of being a hooligan."
"No matter what I say, just cooperate."
"Remember, don't talk nonsense."
"I understand." Song Rumeng nodded obediently. Her mind was a mess and she had no ideas of her own, so she could only listen to him.
Seeing how cooperative she was, Qi Yanyun's expression improved somewhat, and he finally had time to examine Song Rumeng. She had an ordinary appearance, and her demeanor... well, what kind of demeanor could a village girl have?
No, even a country girl can have elegance. Qi Yanyun recalled the Song Yueying he had met that day.
While in Beijing, Song Yueying was pretty, but lacked a certain grandeur. The day I saw her again, she was not only strikingly beautiful, but also possessed an outstanding presence.
How could Song Yueying have changed so much in just one year?
Qi Yanyun smiled and asked gently, "Rumeng, what has happened in the year since your cousin returned to the village from Beijing?"
Qi Yanyun pronounced Song Rumeng's name smoothly, changing it from "Song Rumeng" to "Rumeng".
"My cousin?" Song Rumeng frowned as she looked at Qi Yanyun, asking suspiciously, "You know my cousin?"
"I know her." Qi Yanyun nodded. If he wanted to use Song Rumeng, he couldn't keep everything from her.
When he openly admitted to knowing Song Yueying, Song Rumeng became uneasy.
Her tone unconsciously took on an accusatory tone, "You actually know my cousin? Where are you from? When did you meet? How did you meet?"
“My surname is Qi, and the Qi family is one of the most prominent families in Beijing.” Qi Yanyun’s face darkened with displeasure. “Also, I don’t like being questioned.”
Song Rumeng was intimidated by his imposing manner and stammered an apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
"I accept your apology. Don't do it again next time." Qi Yanyun's expression softened a bit, and he said directly, "My name is Qi Yanyun."
"Qi Yanjue is my cousin. Our fathers are brothers, just like your relationship with Song Yueying."
"Qi Yanjue is your cousin?" Song Rumeng's eyes widened in surprise. When Qi Yanyun nodded, she didn't know what to say.
If... if Qi Yanyun hadn't said anything, she would never have guessed that Qi Yanjue was her cousin.
After the initial surprise came overwhelming joy.
The surprise came too suddenly, leaving Song Rumeng speechless. She approached Qi Yanyun simply because he was an educated youth from Beijing, and she could go to Beijing with him after marrying him.
I never imagined that he was Qi Yanjue's cousin.
"Qi Yanyun, you...you took my innocence, you will...you will take responsibility for me, right?" Song Rumeng looked at Qi Yanyun shyly.
Qi Yanyun raised an eyebrow and asked, "How do you want me to take responsibility?"
How can you take responsibility? Song Rumeng was taken aback. How else could you take responsibility? Of course, you'd marry her!
"A great man once said that any relationship that doesn't lead to marriage is just playing around. You've already taken my virginity, you're not planning to play around with me, are you?" Song Rumeng asked.
“We’re not dating,” Qi Yanyun reminded her.
“But you have already taken my innocence,” Song Rumeng said urgently. Her meaning was clear: if you have taken my innocence, you must take responsibility for me.
"Did I take advantage of your innocence, or did you willingly give yourself to me?" Qi Yanyun looked at her with a half-smile.
Song Rumeng's face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip, looking pitiful as she lowered her head.
She knew that Qi Yanjue came from a wealthy family. Qi Yanyun had just said that the Qi family was one of the most prominent families in Beijing.
Song Yueying no longer obeys her and has broken off relations with her, so she can't be relied upon. As long as she holds on tightly to Qi Yanyun, she will definitely have a better life than Song Yueying in the future.
Looking up at Qi Yanyun's expression, it was no longer as cold and ruthless as before.
Upon closer inspection, she seemed to have softened somewhat, and Song Rumeng made up her mind. She walked up to him, gently placed her hand on his shoulder, and slowly leaned closer to him.
Song Rumeng said softly, "Qi Yanyun, I don't care, I'm already yours. Now... now I might even be carrying your child."
"Are you shirking your responsibility towards me and our child? How can you bear to abandon us?"
As she spoke, Song Rumeng grabbed Qi Yanyun's hand and placed it on her heart. "Feel my heartbeat. My heart is beating only for you. You...you..."
"What was it again?" Song Rumeng suddenly couldn't remember, and she wanted to slap herself in frustration. When she saw this passage, she was afraid she would forget it, so she deliberately recited it several times.
But I still forgot.
Such an overt invitation would be absolutely devastating for a man who has just lost his virginity. But Qi Yanyun had no desire to do anything right now, not because he didn't want to, but because he lacked the strength.
Despite her bluntness, he remained unmoved. Song Rumeng felt incredibly embarrassed, but not wanting to give up halfway, she had no choice but to continue.
"Yanyun..." Song Rumeng called his name, took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, and sat on his lap.
Qi Yanyun longed for the woman to take this step, but his body wouldn't allow it. He was afraid Song Rumeng would discover his intentions, so he readily uttered sweet words to appease her.
"Rumeng, don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility for you." Qi Yanyun promised, "I can't bear to part with you, and I can't bear to part with the child in your belly."
Upon hearing his words, Song Rumeng was overjoyed, a triumphant smile flashing in her eyes.
"Yan Yun..." Song Rumeng was about to say something when a roar came, "Where did this little brat come from, daring to bully my daughter, doesn't he want to live?"
"You damn bastard, what the hell are you doing?"
Seeing her woman being held by a strange man, Wang Muxiang rushed in, grabbed Song Rumeng, and angrily threw something at the stranger.
He hit her while cursing, "I'll beat you to death, you heartless bastard, for daring to bully my daughter. My innocent daughter wasn't raised for you to bully at will."
"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death, you son of a bitch."
"You good-looking bastard who does nothing right, I'll beat you to death today. Your parents can't teach you properly, I'll teach you for them."
"So what if you're an educated youth? You bullied my daughter, I'll beat you to death."
The brigade leader sent someone to the fields to call her, saying that her daughter had gotten into trouble at the educated youth center. She rushed over in a panic, only to find her daughter being held and abused by a man.
His temper flared up instantly, and without even seeing what he had grabbed, he just hit it first and figured it out later.
"ah……"
"ah……"
A man's and a woman's screams echoed in the room. Qi Yanyun covered his head, trying his best to avoid being hit. It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but that he didn't have the strength to run.
I had diarrhea so badly that my legs were sore and I felt weak all over. My body hasn't recovered yet, and I was exhausted last night. I didn't have the strength to run and could only take the beating.
The brigade leader and several male educated youths who entered the room behind Wang Muxiang all looked at Qi Yanyun, who had been beaten. They felt no sympathy for him and even thought he deserved it.
He had an affair with someone else's daughter; he deserved to be beaten.
"He deserved to be beaten." Behind the group, Song Yueying stood on the threshold, observing the situation inside the house. She whispered to Qi Yanjue beside her, "Your cousin really isn't picky about food."
Qi Yanjue was speechless. He and Qi Yanyun were indeed cousins, but their relationship was very distant. They rarely saw each other, and spoke even less frequently.
He couldn't respond to Song Yueying's words, so he simply remained silent and focused on protecting her.
"But why didn't he run away?" Song Yueying wondered.
She didn't go inside to watch the play; standing on the threshold, she could see everything clearly inside. Most importantly, the height difference between her and Qi Yanjue was reduced when she stood on the threshold.
It's convenient for whispering.
"Maybe she's feeling guilty." Qi Yanjue, who was standing next to her, held her arm with one hand in case she fell.
"A guilty conscience." Song Yueying didn't think so; she hadn't forgotten what Qi Yanyun had said to her. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "Does your cousin even know how to spell 'guilty conscience'?"
Qi Yanjue was speechless once again.
He didn't speak, and Song Yueying didn't mind. She asked softly, "Guess how those two got together?"
"I can't guess," Qi Yanjue replied.
"Sigh! Comrade Wang Muxiang really doesn't know how to choose a weapon. How could she use a book to hit someone!" Song Yueying shook her head regretfully. She should have used the thermos bottle on the cabinet to hit someone.
Qi Yanjue followed her gaze and saw the thermos on the cabinet.
How much did she want Qi Yanyun to get hurt that she would ask Wang Muxiang to hit him with a thermos? The thermos isn't a very sturdy object, and its inner liner is especially fragile.
If used to hit someone, even if it doesn't kill them, it could still cause injury.
"Mom, Mom, stop hitting him, stop hitting him!" Seeing that Qi Yanyun had been hit several times, Song Rumeng rushed over and hugged Wang Muxiang's arm that was hitting him.
"Mom, please don't hit him."
"Let go, Mengmeng, let go of my hand right now." Wang Muxiang was being held back by Song Rumeng's arm, which was hitting her. She couldn't bear to get angry at her daughter, so she could only speak in a mild tone.
"Mengmeng, let go of me right now, I'll get revenge for you."
"He bullied you, I'll beat him to death."
"Mom, stop hitting him." Song Rumeng cried, her face streaked with tears, looking fragile. "He didn't bully me. He and I... we are in love."
"We truly love each other."
“He forced you to say that.” Wang Muxiang didn’t believe her daughter’s words at all. She had never seen this strange man before, and her daughter certainly hadn’t either.
Where does mutual affection come from? Where does true love come from? How can two people who have never even met feel mutual affection and true love?
“No, he didn’t force me.” Song Rumeng shook her head, crying. “We really love each other. Mom, please don’t hit him.”
"Please grant us your wish, we will get married soon."
Although they weren't mutually in love, their marriage was a fact. Qi Yanyun didn't force her; in truth, it was she who forced Qi Yanyun.
But she can't say these things to her mother, at least not now.
Mutual affection, true love! How could she say such shameless words? Song Yueying stopped watching Song Rumeng's performance and turned to look at Qi Yanjue.
Seeing his chin taut, he must be suppressing something.
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