Finally finishing washing the dishes, Nan Feng picked up the bucket to head home, balancing it with one side bearing the weight of water and another loaded with dishes.
It usually felt heavy, but now she felt it to be weightless, as if she was even walking on air.
Her father should be back by now, right?
Unexpectedly, before Nan Feng could reach home, she spotted the limping figure of Nan Quanyou on the road.
Without a second thought, she yelled, “Dad——”
Her voice was palpably filled with anticipation.
Indeed, she was very eager for Nan Quanyou to tell her something.
For instance, “Fengfeng, it seems your wedding is not far off, Yege Daying agreed.”
Nan Feng’s face blushed again, reddening down to her neck.
Oh god, she was about to get married?
Would marriage mean that from then on she would need to sleep next to Yege every day?
Thinking of Yege’s sturdy, muscular chest and abs, Nan Feng suddenly felt a tightness in her lower abdomen, an extreme nervousness.
Over there, Nan Quanyou was calling out to Nan Feng, “Fengfeng, why are you standing there in a daze? Hurry back home.”
Nan Feng snapped out of her reverie, realizing she had just lost her composure and said, “Oh,” then hurriedly walked towards Nan Quanyou.
As if the bucket on her shoulder was without weight.
“Dad, where did you go…today?” she deliberately asked even though she knew.
“To Uncle Zhou’s.”
“What…did you do at his place?”
“To enquire about something on your behalf,” Nan Quanyou knew what Nan Feng knew.
“Did you find out anything?” Nan Feng also knew that Nan Quanyou knew what she was asking about.
Nan Quanyou glanced at Nan Feng, it was just a light glance, but it was full of meaning.
Nan Feng was suddenly frightened by Nan Quanyou’s deep gaze.
But fortunately, she had learned emotional management and could curb her impulses.
Nan Quanyou said, “Let’s go home first and then talk.”
Returning home, Nan Quanyou set the dishes back on the stove for Nan Feng, and then moved a small stool to sit in the yard.
Nan Feng also moved a stool out. This time, she didn’t beat around the bush and directly said: “Dad, tell me directly what happened when you went to Uncle Zhou’s. Honestly, does Yege not want to marry me?”
Nan Quanyou looked rather unhappy, but more of it was helplessness, “When I discussed this matter with Uncle Zhou, Yege was just beside us, he could hear clearly, but…he implied that he needs to think about it.”
Nan Feng felt a chill in her heart. “To think about it,” if referring to her previous life, it meant a tactful rejection.
Nan Quanyou spotted the disappointment on Nan Feng’s face. He got a little flustered, and quickly reassured her, “Yege said something else earlier, he said…”
“What did he say?” Nan Feng ignited a glimmer of hope again.
Nan Quanyou said, “What were his exact words? He said he is presently a very complicated person. He will clarify with you after he’s thought about it for some time, because two people being together need to… must confess… I think he only said so much, but that meant…he is not thinking about… about marriage.”
Nan Feng thought about a female Special Agent from her previous dormitory who was in love with a senior. When she confessed, she received a similar response to what Yege had just said, something about Special Agents leading complex lives, and they might not be able to be together. Soon after, that senior got together with another senior.
Nan Feng remembered that her dorm mate was very heartbroken at that time. She drank a few bottles of beer alone in the dormitory. Later, she said to Nan Feng, “If he really likes you, even facing an abyss of suffering, he will try to come to you. If he doesn’t like you, even if there is only a paper-thin obstacle before him, he’s too lazy to pierce it.”
So, the meaning of Yege’s words… He doesn’t want to marry her?