Read Novel Full Chapter 980: The Agreement
Chapter 980: Chapter 980: The Agreement
Tang Yiqing called out several times but got no response. He nudged her with his hand, but the woman remained unmoved.
This won’t do, there was no way to get her on the kang. Holding Zhao Xiaojing, he wanted to tuck her into bed.
Zhao Xiaojing opened her eyes dreamily. Looking at the man holding her, she smiled coyly and wrapped her arms around Tang Yiqing’s neck.
"Hong Bing, you’re back? I told you, didn’t you say I was the best? Why did you still go to others? What do you want?"
"I’m fine with anything. Do you like me to be proactive?"
Zhao Xiaojing smiled, then forcefully kissed Tang Yiqing on the mouth.
He was kneeling when he got on the kang. She moved suddenly, catching him off guard, and both of them fell onto the kang.
Tang Yiqing looked at the woman in his arms and felt a stir within him.
But this time, he decided to be a gentleman, so he moved Zhao Xiaojing aside, "You go to sleep, I’m leaving."
Now Zhao Xiaojing closed her eyes and suddenly began to cry.
"Do you really find me repulsive? Tell me, what must I change for you to like me again?"
Tang Yiqing didn’t know what to do, looking at the pitiable woman lying on the kang.
He sighed, pulled up the quilt, and covered Zhao Xiaojing with it.
A rare act of kindness, something that had never happened before.
He turned around intending to get off the kang, but Zhao Xiaojing hugged him from behind.
"Zhao Xiaojing, do you know who I am? I’m not your man."
"Tang Yiqing, I know you are Tang Yiqing."
"This isn’t good at all."
"No, I just want to indulge once; I’m leaving the day after tomorrow, and afterward, neither of us will know each other."
Tang Yiqing turned around to look at this woman. "Are you serious?"
Zhao Xiaojing’s eyes were misty with tears, "Yes, if you truly don’t want me, that’s fine."
"Alright, we’ll act like strangers next time we meet."
One was a master player, the other wanted indulgence.
The next day was still cold when Zhao Xiaojing got up to light a fire and cook.
She felt very embarrassed. But she also knew it was her own request.
In the past, Tang Yiqing would sweet-talk Zhao Xiaojing to coax her, but this time he didn’t.
He knew he was not a good man, but he didn’t know how to face Zhao Xiaojing; those words just wouldn’t come out.
Both of them ate in silence, and the room gradually warmed up.
"I’ll go buy your train ticket."
Zhao Xiaojing nodded twice with her head bent. "Okay, thank you."
Both felt extremely uncomfortable. Tang Yiqing quickly finished eating and hurriedly left. Walking down the street alone, he laughed at himself. Who knew he’d ever find himself in such a situation?
Among women, he had always kept an untouchable distance. Well, now he’s met someone like this.
He bought the train ticket for tomorrow morning at eight.
Returning home, he saw Zhao Xiaojing tidying up the house.
"What time is tomorrow’s train?"
"Eight in the morning."
"Hmm."
Now neither had anything to say. Tang Yiqing didn’t know what to do. His usual tricks and words wouldn’t work. He simply lay down on the kang and slept.
Zhao Xiaojing finished tidying both inside and outside. Entering the room, she saw the man already asleep, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Never did she think she’d do such a thing. It really wasn’t like her.
She put away the clothes and lay on the kang to sleep too.
Last night, neither of them slept, so they slept deeply and sweetly.
It wasn’t until four in the afternoon that Zhao Xiaojing woke up. There was still half a basin of meat. She took half, chopped some potatoes, and made pancakes around the edge of the pot. There was only cornmeal at home; it had been prepared after breakfast.
Tang Yiqing awoke to the aroma. The two silently ate dinner.
In the evening, they both tacitly understood it was the last night. So things were intense between them.
At seven the next morning, Zhao Xiaojing took one last look at the sleeping Tang Yiqing, picked up her luggage, and left.
After she left, Tang Yiqing got up too. He really didn’t know what to do or say. So he simply pretended to sleep; this way, neither would feel awkward.
Quickly dressing, he also went to the train station. He found Zhao Xiaojing, seeing her sitting on a bench with her head down waiting.
He hesitated for a while but eventually didn’t go over. Since things were made clear, they’d be strangers from now on. What was the point of going over?
Zhao Xiaojing sat lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking about. It felt like no one was around her. Despite the crowd, they didn’t affect her.
Hearing the boarding announcement, she stood up in a daze, glanced around, then turned to enter the station.
Tang Yiqing watched her enter from the corner, smiled wryly at himself again, and headed home. Work starts tomorrow.
After getting off the train, Zhao Xiaojing went to the post office first. She was delayed for two days; Big Sister and Little Sister must be worried by now.
Zhao Xiaoli received Second Sister’s call, "Why are you late?"
"I don’t know either; was delayed for two days."
"Hmm, it’s fine as long as you’ve arrived safely. Second Sister, you should find a cart to take you home, don’t save this bit of money; go home early so we can all be at ease."
"Alright, I got it. Thank you, Xiao Li, don’t worry, I’ll definitely pull myself together."
"Second Sister, it’s good you’re like this. Don’t worry about Hai Jun and Haifeng."
After Zhao Xiaojing hung up, she let out a long breath. Lying to her family made her feel guilty. Forget it, she thought, just pretend the train stopped midway for two days.
Leaving the post office, she headed to the oil mill. She used to find rides here. She hadn’t come in years, but it should still be the same place.
However, hearing a commotion from another street, she curiously went to see.
From afar, she saw two people kneeling on a platform. This was a public denunciation. Turning to leave, she heard Xu Hongbing’s name and eventually turned back again.
She edged closer to the platform and saw two people kneeling with their heads down, wearing tattered shoes hanging around their necks.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaojing felt very calm, just wanting to see how Xu Hongbing was now. Did he regret it?
She thought he probably did regret it, perhaps regretting being too arrogant and not winning her over.
As if sensing something, Xu Hongbing lifted his head and saw Zhao Xiaojing in the distance. That woman, wearing a cotton coat, hat, and scarf, warmly bundling herself, holding two leather bags, watching him from afar.
He truly regretted it. Why did he have to be that kind of man? Now it’s too late; he has neither wife nor son.
In his mind, seeing him like this, Zhao Xiaojing would certainly cry. But now, she simply watched him like this.
He must have hurt her too deeply, right? Yes, his mother was the same back then, shedding tears all day.