He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 121 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty

"You shouldn't have called me."

"why?"

Shen Que hesitated, his eyes darting around as if he were thinking about something. He said softly, "It's not good for your reputation."

There was a thread in his heart, as thin as a hair, that bound his soul.

He knew the power of gossip before he knew it, and he could ignore it, but Wen Yan couldn't.

If a female educated youth from the city gets involved with a third-rate person like him, she'll never be able to return to the city.

"Let it go for today. Next time you see me, just pretend you don't know me."

The man felt no resentment or reluctance; he was simply stating an objective fact, like whether it was sunny or rainy today.

His eyes, however, were unusually deep.

Wen Yan could clearly see her own reflection in the mirror, but she couldn't understand him.

A wave of frustration surged through my soul.

Wen Yan looked up at him, her bright gaze clumsily entering his suppressed dark eyes, just like when they first met.

But this time Shen missed the mark.

"I go first."

We need to go and make some arrangements with Aunt Hua.

"Don't leave!"

Wen Yan tugged at his clothes, and Shen Que dared not move. Although her strength was negligible, her foot was still injured.

"Aunt Hua is gone, and there's no one to help me. I can't jump back."

Shen understood immediately. He squatted down, rolled up her trouser leg, and looked at her calf. The wound had reopened.

He frowned, but didn't say anything to her. He simply removed the blood-stained cloth, took out a new cloth from his pocket, and tore it open to wrap her legs. His movements were practiced.

Wen Yan supported him on his shoulder, slightly raising his injured leg to make it easier for him to bandage it.

"Shen Que".

"Um?"

Do you get injured often?

Not often.

Shen Que bandaged her up quickly, tied the knot, and looked up at her. Against the backdrop of the sunset, she was beautiful.

"My aunt talked to me a lot today."

Shen understood, casually hummed in agreement, and didn't ask what was said.

"You believe it?"

"I do not believe."

Shen Que paused, trying to catch the subtle expression on her face, hoping she was lying to him but also hoping she wasn't.

He suppressed his complex emotions; the feeling of his heart pounding was so unfamiliar.

Wen Yan bent down, and a gust of wind swept a few strands of his loose hair and draped them over his shoulders.

Her eyes were shimmering, as if glistening with water.

"I don't need pity."

His eyes were fierce and embarrassed, his most sordid and unspeakable side was laid bare and fully displayed before her, which made him panic and helpless.

"It's not pity, it's..." It's heartache.

Wen Yan didn't know when she started to develop feelings for someone. They had only known each other for a few days, but it seemed like it was destined.

It was probably in that cornfield, when he accidentally stumbled in and inadvertently helped her drive away some hooligans, that the gears of their fate began to turn.

People always fall for the cliché of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress.

"Will you take me back to the educated youth settlement?"

Shen Que paused for a moment. "My hands are dirty." He had just gutted a snake, and his hands still smelled fishy.

"Then how am I supposed to get back by myself?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Shen Que picked her up and walked towards the path overgrown with weeds.

Wen Yan nudged him, "Can't we take the main road?"

Shen Que paused for a moment before continuing to walk: "There are more people on the main road."

"We haven't done anything wrong, why should we be afraid of people gossiping?"

Wen Yan paused for a moment, thinking of that unexpected kiss and the arms that held her tightly.

Even now, the two of them are excessively intimate.

She put it another way: "They have mouths on their bodies, they can talk all they want, it's not like we're going to lose a piece of our flesh."

She buried her face in his neck, at the red mole, without saying a word, only sniffing.

Like suppressing tears.

Shen Que stopped crying. "Don't cry, they won't say anything to you."

"Huh? I didn't cry."

Wen Yan looked at him with a puzzled expression; her nose was just a little itchy.

Shen Que hummed in agreement, continuing to walk steadily, it was unclear whether he believed her or not.

"Don't make things difficult for Aunt Hua, she's a really nice person."

"it is good."

"Let me tell you, someone stole money yesterday. Luckily, they found it, otherwise we would have been in big trouble. And..."

Shen Que's pace slowed unexpectedly, hoping the journey would be longer.

In the same place, he put her down and, worried, told her not to go to work for the next few days until her wound had scabbed over.

Wen Yan nodded; she didn't want to drag her bleeding leg around.

So he rested and recuperated at the educated youth settlement for a few days until his wound scabbed over before he went back to work.

Something strange has happened these past few days.

Ma Taojie fell into a latrine on his way back from work this afternoon!

That's a huge latrine, and it's daytime, yet he still managed to fall in and suck up a few mouthfuls of sewage. That's unbelievable.

Although he repeatedly insisted that someone pushed him, no one could be found, so everyone just treated it as a joke.

Ma Taojie, on the other hand, was suspicious all the time, wondering if someone wanted to harm him.

The male educated youth who used to follow him also distanced themselves from him.

The happiest person among them was Wen Yan, who even prayed every day that Ma Taojie would fall again.

However, there is one more thing.

The villagers' attitude towards her changed. Although they still greeted her and chatted with her as usual, the way they looked at her changed.

"Ergouzi, why aren't you playing at school?"

Wen Yan happened to see Xiao Er Gou climbing a tree to raid a bird's nest, and asked him a question in a good mood.

"I'm not reading anymore."

Wen Yan asked in surprise, "Why aren't you studying anymore?"

Er Gou snapped at her, "It's none of your business."

After saying that, he jumped down and ran away without saying another word.

There are many more similar stories. The children who used to stare at her on the street suddenly changed overnight and would avoid her when they saw her on the street.

Wen Yan didn't take it to heart.

It's a good thing to have fewer unruly kids.

However, moving away from the educated youth settlement was what gave her a headache.

"I'm sorry, Wen Zhiqing, as you know, my family's storage room is small and cluttered with things, so there's really no room for anyone to live there."

“My family is the same, there are a lot of people, and his sister-in-law gave birth to their second child, so that room should be reserved for the eldest child.”

"I'm so sorry, Wen Zhiqing, but my family has very few rooms and there's really no room."

……

Wen Yan has heard this kind of explanation more than ten times in one day, and after asking around, she still can't find a suitable place.

As she watched people gradually move out of the educated youth settlement, she was so worried that she couldn't sleep well and silently turned over.

"Tsk, tossing and turning instead of sleeping?"

Xia Fengying was like a firecracker; she let out a loud bang that woke up the entire dormitory.

But no one dared to confront her.

It's worth mentioning that all those who moved out were male educated youth; no female educated youth had moved out yet, which made everyone somewhat hesitant.

Wen Yan's expression changed, and she grabbed a pair of scissors, slamming them on the table. "If you keep howling, everyone else will stay awake, but you're the only one who does. You snore louder than a pig every day, and you have the nerve to talk back to me?"

"You!" Xia Fengying threw off the covers, saw the scissors stuck in the table, her eyes widened, and then she lay down to sleep curtly.

The peaceful days were like still water on a lake, but Chi Yanyan's return was like a boulder shattering the surface.

I don't know what method she used, but she actually got back from the police station and even returned to the city ahead of schedule!

She came back today to pack her things, and will be transferred back to the city in a few days after all the formalities are completed.

The educated youth were insanely jealous. Why weren't they so lucky?

Until she saw the man who had returned with Chi Yanyan.

He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and a Parker pen pinned to his chest—a Parker pen from Parrot Country. His smile was warm and cheerful, and his eyes were wise yet gentle.

His gaze toward Chi Yanyan was full of doting affection.