In a few years, the college entrance examination system will be restored. She could only mention this briefly and not say more.
A glimmer of light flashed in Xiang Qin's eyes, but it quickly dimmed. "I did bring a few books, but with so many people living with me, I didn't dare to openly take them out and read them. Especially Zhao Fangcao. She keeps an eye on me all day, afraid I might have something good to share with her. She even secretly went through my things when I wasn't around. It gives me a headache just thinking about it."
She didn't want to think too badly of anyone, but Zhao Fangcao's attitude, as if the whole world owed her, made it difficult for her to have a good impression of her.
He gets angry at the slightest dissatisfaction and likes to touch other people's things, which is really disgusting.
Xu Qinghe thought about it and made a suggestion: "Or, you can leave the book with me temporarily, and come over when you want to read it. We can study together."
Xu Qinghe is determined to win the college entrance examination. Although she is busy making money now, she cannot fall behind in her studies.
She knew that she was not a naturally intelligent person, and that without hard work, there would be no excellent results. She could only rely on diligence to make up for her shortcomings.
Xiang Qin was overjoyed when she heard this: "Then it's settled!"
Compared to those complicated people in the educated youth center, she naturally trusted Xu Qinghe more.
At this moment, if people found out that they were secretly studying, it might cause unnecessary trouble and damage their reputation. Therefore, all their actions must be cautious.
After the two of them discussed in low voices, Xiang Qin returned to her residence with the items given by Xu Qinghe.
Although she carefully hid the malted milk at the bottom of the backpack, it still could not escape the sharp eyes of the educated youth, and they all felt a ripple of sadness in their hearts.
"What good things did you give her that she would give you such an expensive gift in return?"
The people around were whispering, their eyes full of envy and jealousy.
"It's Miss Xiang Qin from the village. She said she has something she wants to discuss with you in person."
The soldier who delivered the message answered, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.
Yin Yunjie's heart skipped a beat. Xiang Qin? She came to see him at this time. Could it be about Xu Qinghe? He quickly put the letter away, straightened his clothes, and hurried downstairs.
As soon as I stepped into the courtyard downstairs, I saw Xiang Qin standing there with a cloth bag in her hand. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her, adding a touch of gentleness to her.
When she saw Director Yin, Xiang Qin bowed slightly, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes.
"Director Yin, sorry to bother you. I'm here to give you this."
Xiang Qin said, gently handing over the cloth bag in her hand, "This is what Sister Qinghe asked me to bring to you. She said you might need it."
Yin Yunjie took the cloth bag, felt its heavy weight, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
He didn't open it immediately, but asked first: "Xiang Qin, how did you and Qinghe meet? How is she doing?"
Xiang Qin smiled, as if recalling some heartwarming scene. "We met by chance at the village market. Sister Qinghe is very kind and taught me a lot. She said everything is fine with her, but she missed you very much, so she asked me to give her regards."
When Yin Yunjie heard this, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. Xu Qinghe was always like this. Even if he was not around, she could still express her care in various ways.
He replied softly, "Thank her for me, and please tell her that I'm fine and don't worry."
At this time, a gust of wind blew, bringing the fresh breath of the distant mountains and forests, and also seemed to blow away some of the worries in Director Yin's heart.
He suddenly remembered the contents of the letter. The part about the art troupe was quite puzzling to him, so he decided to ask Xiang Qin directly: "Xiang Qin, did you know that Qinghe was interested in the art troupe? Did she mention any special ideas to you?"
Xiang Qin looked slightly surprised, then nodded as if suddenly understanding something. "Oh, that's right. Sister Qinghe did talk to me about it. She said she wanted to learn more about the outside world, and the art troupe was a window for her. She also mentioned that she wanted to learn some skills through the platform of the art troupe so that she could better help the children in the village in the future."
Upon hearing this, Yin Yunjie's mind suddenly became clear. It turned out that Xu Qinghe's thoughts were so delicate and profound.
He looked at Xiang Qin gratefully: "Thank you, Xiang Qin. I will think about how to help her. If there is anything I can do, please feel free to let me know."
Xiang Qin smiled and nodded, her eyes flashing with good wishes for the lovers' future.
As night fell, the two ended their conversation and each set out on their journey home with their own thoughts.
And on this quiet night, a love affair that spans mountains and seas is quietly growing.
Yin Yunjie raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the soldier beside him, who was about to speak but hesitated. "I heard it's Comrade Yuan Mei, the talented comrade from the art troupe. She's waiting for you under the old locust tree downstairs."
After saying this, the soldier seemed to have something urgent to do and hurriedly turned and left, leaving Yin Yunjie no room for refusal, leaving only the sound of light footsteps gradually fading away.
Yin Yunjie couldn't help but feel confused and wondered why Yuan Mei chose to visit him so late at night.
Although he had many doubts in his mind, he never wanted to keep anyone waiting in vain, especially when the other person was a woman.
So, he tidied up the letters scattered on the desk. They were sent by his newly-wed wife Xu Qinghe. The words were filled with longing for a new life and curiosity about the art troupe.
Thinking of this, Yin Yunjie had an idea. Perhaps he could learn more about the art troupe from Yuan Mei to satisfy Xu Qinghe's curiosity.
So he stood up, started walking downstairs.
It was late at night, the moonlight was bright, and the lights on the playground were dim. The soldiers' figures looked particularly tough under the dim light. They were sweating profusely and were conducting night training.
Yin Yunjie walked out of the building and saw Yuan Mei under the swaying shadows of the trees. She stood there quietly, as if blending into the night.
He slowly approached until he was a few steps away from her, then stopped and asked in a tone that was neither impolite nor distant, "Comrade Wan, it's so late, what's the matter?"
Yin Yunjie knew in his heart that he was a married man, while Yuan Mei was still single. Meeting alone on such a night would inevitably cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
Therefore, his tone unconsciously became a bit stiff and cautious.
Yuan Mei's eyes were gentle and complicated. She looked at Yin Yunjie from a distance and did not move closer.
After years of getting along, she knew that Yin Yunjie was extremely sensitive to boundaries, and any overly intimate behavior might make him retreat.
There were indescribable emotions in her eyes. Even though Yin Yunjie was not good at interpreting such delicate emotions, he could sense a hint of awkwardness in the atmosphere. So he spoke to break the silence: "If there is nothing special, I will go back first."
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