Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Chapter 82: Hometown love story

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It took twenty minutes from the pier to the parking lot before the trainees boarded the bus collectively.

Fans chased them under the bus to say goodbye to them, holding banners and saying goodbye by their names, and the trainees also smiled and waved back.

The bus drove through the whole city to the mountains, and arrived at the small village in the mountains at two o'clock in the afternoon. Some of the trainees grew up in the city, and they were lying in front of the car window looking at the cliffs and mountains outside the road with a surprised expression, "Do people live in this kind of place?"

"Of course there are people living there." The teacher leading the team answered him, "The road you are passing by now was only repaired two years ago. If there is no such road, you can only walk over two hills to enter the village."

The man showed a slightly complicated expression and stopped speaking.

The village was built at the foot of the mountain. The village head received the news in advance and brought the village officials to greet everyone. There were also some children who had just rolled across the concrete floor of the stream, heard a few words from the adults, followed them with dirty faces, and peeked out behind the stone monument at the entrance of the village.

The trainees got out of the car in clean and tidy white practice uniforms without makeup. They were tall and straight with handsome features, and they were out of tune with the people in the village or even the whole village.

The children with mud-stained faces and old and yellow clothes hid behind the stele and opened their eyes wide. Their dark pupils were full of curiosity and yearning.

The village head received the people and led them to dinner first. The villagers prepared open-air big pot rice for them. The big black pot for cooking was set up in the open yard, and not far away was a long table made up of several impromptu tables, with bowls and chopsticks set on the table.

Everyone sat down to have lunch, the food was no better than the canteen on the island, there were bound to be some people out of fifteen who were not used to eating, but they all ate a bowl of rice honestly under the camera, no one showed any fussy look Come.

Lin Ye was sitting next to Jiang Lian during the meal, and the two still had almost zero communication. Occasionally, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and collided with the chopsticks that Jiang Lian stretched out at the same time. The other party did not speak, but directly moved the chopsticks in his hand.

Lin Ye's chopsticks stopped in mid-air without moving. She raised her eyes to look at Jiang Lian, but the other party didn't look at him. Lin Ye had complicated emotions in his heart. If it wasn't for the fact that Jiang Lian blocked the camera for him in the morning, he could still remember it vividly, he would almost think that it didn't really exist and happen.

After dinner, it was still early, so the teacher who led the team asked the trainees to go for a walk in the village, and the camera teacher would follow them all the way. The village head asked the principal to take everyone to see the school in the village, and everyone agreed.

Although it is a school, there is only a low building and a small playground with holes in front of the building. Inside the low building is the classroom. The door of the classroom is too old and already crumbling. Most of the black and shiny wall around the door has fallen off, and there are piles of fallen wall powder in the corner.

The desks and chairs in the classroom are dilapidated, but they are neatly arranged. There is a small blackboard hanging in front of the simple podium, which has been wiped clean. The chalk in the chalk box is too short to be held by the fingertips, but it is still not discarded.

Someone showed an expression of indignation, and whispered to the other people beside him: "I just realized that there is still such a poor place in Haicheng."

The companion laughed at him for not knowing the sufferings of the world, "Why not?"

They walked out of the low and cramped classroom and passed a locked door. The principal took out the key from his pocket to open the door, "Inside is the school's library. The bookshelves are made by the villagers themselves. The books on the shelves It was all donated by others.”

He opened the door to let everyone in. The library is about the same size as the classroom, but because the bookshelves cover a large area, it looks even smaller than the classroom. The trainees went in in batches, about seven or eight people in each group, and Lin Ye was in the second group.

After the first batch of trainees came out, Lin Ye followed the others into the library. Jiang Lian and Ming Rang spoke softly in front of them, and Lin Ye slowly walked behind them. Although they couldn't hear the content of the conversation clearly, they could tell from the small words that floated into their ears that the two were talking about this simple School.

The bookshelves are arranged in several rows side by side, long bookshelves made of many narrow shelves. The lights in the library were not turned on, and it was still a little dim when the sunlight came in, and everyone walked through the bookshelves with their backlights.

A famous trainee was talking to his companions, but he didn't notice his feet for a while, and kicked the toe of his shoe on the thick dictionary that fell out of the bookshelf. His body lost his balance and suddenly leaned forward. Go to the bookshelf in front of you.

But he didn't expect that the bookshelf was not fixed on the ground, and it seemed that it couldn't bear his weight, and it fell outward under his push. In a panic, the others behind only had time to hold the trainee who was about to fall, and had no time to help the falling bookshelf. When the bookshelf fell, they realized that there was someone on the other side.

Lin Ye's gaze was always on Jiang Lian, and she immediately saw the bookshelf beside him that fell down without warning. Although Jiang Lian and Ming Rang walked forward side by side, Ming Rang stood on the outside, but Jiang Lian walked on the side near the bookshelf. When the bookshelf fell, it would hit Jiang Lian on the back first.

At that moment, his mind was blank and he didn't think about anything, but his hands and feet seemed to be out of the control of his brain in an instant, no longer controlled by anything, but with independent thinking, and ran behind Jiang Lian.

There were urgent reminders from other people behind the bookshelf: "Be careful!"

In that voice, Lin Ye pushed Jiang Lian forward and blocked him behind him.

Jiang Lian turned around in astonishment, only in time to see the fallen bookshelf hitting the backs of the people behind him, and all the books fell out of the shelf and hit the ground heavily.

Lin Ye bent her back suddenly and let out a muffled groan.

His face was instantly difficult to look at.

Fortunately, the bookshelf didn't hit the head, and the bookshelf without the books became less heavy, and Lin Ye had gradually relieved the pain he felt when it fell down at first. Jiang Lian pushed the empty bookshelf off his back and set it up, and the troublemaker hurried around from behind to collect the fallen books. Jiang Lian pulled Lin Ye's wrist with great strength, anger rose in his dark eyes, and his tone was rare and harsh: "Why are you coming here to block? If you don't help me block it, I can dodge."

Lin Ye moved her lips in the dim light, but in the end she couldn't say the words "can't help it". If he was telling the truth, Jiang Lian would definitely not fail to guess the feelings he hid under these four words, the feelings that were rejected by the other party when he had no idea about Jiang Lian. .

He gently pulled the corners of his lips, his face returned to calm, and the thoughts in his mind were clear and smooth like never before, "You block it for me in the morning, and I will block it for you now," as if he didn't let the accident go too far In his heart, he smiled at Jiang Lian, "Now we are even."

Jiang Lian stared at him closely, frowning slightly, the corners of his eyes drooping slightly, and his lips pursed into a straight line. I don't know what I was thinking, but it was obviously not a good thing. After a long time, he finally relaxed his expression, looked away from Lin Ye's face, and there was a slight concession and compromise in his eyes.

The principal heard movement outside the door and hurried in to inquire about the situation.

The pain on his back had eased, Lin Ye stood up from the ground, and there was no major problem with his body.

The principal breathed a sigh of relief, arranged the bookshelves with the others, then locked the door with the trainees and left.

They returned to the courtyard where they had dinner from school. The teacher of the program team had already communicated with the villagers and asked the trainees to stay overnight at the villagers' homes.

In the village, most of the old people bring their grandsons or granddaughters. The sons and daughters work outside all the year round, so there are naturally beds available at home.

Some families have only one bed, and some have two beds. It is time-consuming and difficult for everyone to allocate by themselves. The teacher leading the team will draw lots to decide where everyone will go.

Lin Ye and Ming Rang drew the same villager in the lottery, and the staff called the trainees who had finished the lottery to come forward to register. When Ming Rang was about to go, Jiang Lian stopped him, took the numbering paper from him, and turned to his own The number paper was handed to him, "Let's change it."

Ming Rang was surprised for a few seconds, and quickly realized that he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Have you lost your anger?"

Jiang Lian was silent for a moment when he heard the words, then raised his eyes and glanced at him, "It's gone."

The old man's house where Lin Ye and Jiang Lian stayed had two beds, which were placed in two adjacent small rooms. The two sons and daughter-in-law both work in other places, and the old man lives alone in the mountains with his grandson.

Although there are many rooms in the house, the layout is very simple. The yellowed skin on the wall peeled off in large areas, and the uneven floor was pitch black. The toilet was located next to the chicken coop in the backyard, and the shower was in the open-air wooden shed in the front yard. You had to carry the hot water yourself.

Although Lin Ye's family is not particularly rich, but in the next few years, due to changes in the family, the living environment is not as good as before, but they have never lived in a mountain village, and they are more or less at a loss.

Jiang Lian was the complete opposite of him.

Regarding the topic of Jiang Lian's family background, he often heard it from others in the base. It's nothing more than that the family has money and power, and the industry in the entertainment industry holds the resource chain of many first-line artists.

Jiang Lian was not at all uncomfortable with such a living environment, as if no matter where he was, he could keep his face watertight and his expression unchanged.

Apart from other things, I just watched Jiang Lian make the bed with ease in the room with his back facing him, then rolled up his sleeves to add firewood to the firewood stove in the kitchen, took a bucket of boiling hot water, and lifted the hot water bucket into the kitchen. Inside the wooden shed for the bath.

Whether it was the back of the opponent with a slightly arched back and straight legs when he bent over, or the slightly bulging veins on his arms when he was lifting water, Lin Ye subconsciously thought that Jiang Lian was inexplicably attractive to him.

It was already dusk at this time, they had dinner, Jiang Lian was ready to take a bath, Lin Ye just sat in the main room facing the door and watched each other come in and out.

Jiang Lian didn't take a bath in the shed, but came out fully dressed.

Guessing that the other party forgot to take something, Lin Ye calmly withdrew her gaze, and instead stared at the coal stove not far away and began to lose her mind, to cover up her long-time silent gaze at Jiang Lian.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the other party was walking straight in the direction where he was. Lin Ye paused, pretending to have discovered it, and slowly turned his face to the side, raised his head from the bamboo chair and looked at him silently.

Jiang Lian stopped in front of him and said to him, "Go take a bath."

Lin Ye was stunned, "Aren't you going to wash?"

"I'll wash after you wash." Jiang Lian pulled him up from the chair, with a low and pleasant voice, "The bath water won't burn, why are you so pampered?"

Lin Ye was speechless, and opened her mouth to refute.

Since the year he dropped out of school, no one has ever called him squeamish. But soon, he caught the point of this conversation again, and said with a surprised look: "Is the hot water boiled for me?"

Jiang Lian said: "It has been mixed with cold water, if you don't wash it, the water will be cold."

Lin Ye nodded indiscriminately. After thanking her, she turned around and walked into the room in a trance. Jiang Lian seemed to no longer treat him coldly, and their relationship returned to the way they used to get along.

To be precise, it was the way he and Jiang Lian got along before they became bed partners.

But in fact there is still a difference-

At that time Lin Ye hadn't fallen in love with him yet.

The author has something to say: Countryside Love Story (Part 1) Lin Ye: I didn't fall in love with him at that time. Jiang Lian: At that time, I only wanted to have sex with him.