After taking a nap at midday, the two of them didn’t go out in the afternoon either. They stayed at home drinking tea, chatting, and reading.
Meng Junchuan realized he was increasingly fond of this kind of life—warm, comfortable, and filled with a sense of peace.
For people who constantly move through gunfire and danger, this kind of tranquility was exactly what they longed for.
Sometimes they didn’t even speak, each just reading a book quietly.
In the still air, a gentle sweetness seemed to flow between them.
“I just want to marry you right away so we can be together every day,” Meng Junchuan sighed.
“That won’t work. You still have training every day—you can’t stay together all the time,” Lin Qianyi corrected him seriously.
“That’s not what I meant,” Meng Junchuan said, displeased that she was nitpicking his words.
“What do you mean then?” Lin Qianyi laughed.
“I mean I want to marry you quickly so I can hold you while sleeping every night,” he said, getting a bit annoyed. “Arguing with me now?”
“Pervert,” Lin Qianyi’s face instantly turned bright red.
This time, it was Meng Junchuan’s turn to laugh. Little thing, let’s see if you still dare to argue.
“Meng Junchuan, have you ever liked any other girl before?” Lin Qianyi couldn’t help asking.
“Of course not. Before I met you, I didn’t even spare other girls a glance,” he said proudly.
“Then how do you know you didn’t like any of them if you never looked?” she asked, puzzled.
“Heh, do I even need to look? I felt nothing at all. Not even the desire to look,” he scoffed.
“Tch.” Lin Qianyi wrinkled her nose, secretly pleased.
“Except for you—I felt it the moment I saw you,” he said seriously.
Lin Qianyi glanced at him sideways, her mood lifting. Women really do love sweet words.
Seeing her pleased expression, Meng Junchuan’s lips also curled upward.
That evening, they finished cooking the dishes they hadn’t made at noon. Luckily, the portions were just right—nothing was wasted.
In the past, nothing was really wasted anyway, since Lin Qianyi had a spatial storage to keep things.
But today, everything was eaten openly and finished cleanly, which made them both satisfied.
After dinner, they tidied up and went downstairs for a walk.
The evening air was cool, and the residential compound was full of people.
Some were taking a post-meal stroll, some were exercising or playing ball, and many were sitting around chatting and cooling off. There were also plenty of children running about.
Unlike the future, there were no mobile phones, and television was not yet widespread, so there weren’t many forms of entertainment.
Going out after dinner to chat and enjoy the breeze was the biggest pastime.
As soon as Lin Qianyi and Meng Junchuan came downstairs, they once again drew attention, followed by enthusiastic greetings.
They were already used to it and strolled slowly while responding politely, taking in the lively atmosphere of the factory compound.
“There are really a lot of people here,” Meng Junchuan said.
“Usually you don’t notice because everyone’s at work. Now that it’s evening, it’s really lively,” Lin Qianyi replied, then asked, “Is it also like this where you are?”
“Not this lively,” he said.
The sun had already set, and the heat of the day was fading. A cool breeze occasionally blew by, making the walk comfortable.
After strolling for a while, they slowly headed back.
Meng Junchuan once again felt the subtle, longing gazes from people in the compound.
So they’ve heard the news that we’re out walking again and came out just to show themselves?
He glanced at Lin Qianyi, who seemed completely unaware, and sighed inwardly. How can I ever feel at ease?
But Lin Qianyi actually noticed—there were quite a few young girls secretly watching them from the side.
Clearly, they weren’t looking at her; it was all because of that handsome face.
The two of them returned home under those gazes.
“Are you about to leave again soon?” Lin Qianyi said something slightly spoilsport.
As expected, Meng Junchuan slumped onto the sofa in frustration.
“Why is time going so fast?”
“You still have some time. You can linger a bit longer,” she said with a smile.
“Hug me to comfort me,” he seized the opportunity to ask.
“Hmph.”
“I don’t want to leave,” he muttered. “I shouldn’t just come on rest days. I should take more days off.”
“Then don’t leave?” she teased.
Meng Junchuan gave her a mournful look—she was doing it on purpose.
With a sigh, he finally stood up and pulled her up with him.
“I don’t want to leave,” he whispered as he held her.
Lin Qianyi leaned obediently into his chest, secretly delighted—so solid a chest… and it’s going to be mine in the future.
Meng Junchuan looked at her gentle expression and softened completely, holding her even tighter.
In the end, he forced himself to let go.
They went downstairs, got into the car, and he left reluctantly.
After returning upstairs, Lin Qianyi sat on the sofa hugging a pillow for a while, smiling to herself in a daze.
Then she went to take a bath in her spatial space. After that, she read a bit on the sofa before going to bed.
……
The next day, she rode her bicycle to work.
She arrived early—there weren’t many people in the office yet.
She put down her things and went to wash a rag, then came back to wipe her desk.
“Good morning, Qianyi,” Wang Lan said as she walked in with her cloth bag.
“Good morning,” Lin Qianyi replied as she finished wiping her desk.
“Let me use that rag. I’ll wash it after I’m done,” Wang Lan said, taking it to wipe her own desk.
“Good morning, Qianyi, Wang Lan,” another voice said.
Lin Lihua came in and greeted them with a smile, acting as if nothing had happened.
“Morning,” Wang Lan said, then went out to wash the rag.
Wang Lan returned and leaned toward Lin Qianyi gossiping: “Qianyi, where did you two go yesterday?”
“Nowhere special, just watched a movie.”
“There aren’t any new films lately, just old ones,” Wang Lan said.
“I hadn’t seen it before, so it was fine,” Lin Qianyi replied.
After chatting a while, Wang Lan suggested going to parks or hiking.
“It’s too hot. I don’t want to get sunburned,” Lin Qianyi said.
“That’s true… Speaking of sunburn, your skin is amazing. You don’t even tan. I’ve gotten so much darker and oily too.”
Wang Lan sighed in frustration.
“Maybe wear a hat or use an umbrella,” Lin Qianyi suggested.
“It doesn’t help. Do you have some secret?”
She actually does, but can’t say it.
Maybe washing with rice water could help a bit.
“In that case, try washing your face with rice water,” she said.
“I’ll try it,” Wang Lan nodded.
Seeing Lin Lihua trying to join their conversation again, Lin Qianyi quickly started working, not wanting to deal with her.
Wang Lan also stopped bothering her once she saw she was busy.
Lin Lihua, seeing this, could only turn away awkwardly.