Chapter 243: A Dream with a Mark: A Scene that Leaves You Speechless

Chapter 243: Chapter 243: A Dream with a Mark: A Scene that Leaves You Speechless Huang Jingping still maintained the posture of brushing her teeth, and she didn't say a word. Instead, she stared at Fang Yingzhi in a domineering manner, her eyes not inquiring but full of the meaning of reprimanding.

Fang Yingzhi was not at all uncomfortable. She gave a little smile and said, 'Oh, you're back! I just went to ask Xiao Su, and she didn't see you come back either. She thought you were still out and said she was going to go look for you!'

Huang Jingping's gathered momentum suddenly collapsed, and she thought that everyone else knew she was in Feng Yiping's room. She immediately blushed, as if she were the one who had been caught. 'Xiao Su was in the shower, so I came here to wash up.'

'It's good that you're back. You don't know the area, and it's not safe to stay out late. Get some rest.'

'Bang,' Huang Jingping slammed the door, ran to the bathroom and gargled quickly, before throwing her clothes into her bag. "What are you doing?" Feng Yiping asked her, standing in the doorway.

'They all know I'm here with you now, and if I don't go back, they'll definitely laugh at me to death.'

'So what if they know I'm here? They'll only laugh if you rush back now. We don't have to explain anything to them. You can leave after you've showered.'

Huang Jingping thought about it and realised that she had no reason to panic. They were just three average classmates. Besides, she and Yiping hadn't done anything shameful. No, even if they had, it wouldn't have anything to do with them.

So she took the clothes she had packed into her bag and took them out one by one, looking at Feng Yiping, who was still standing in the doorway, and giving him a dirty look, 'Aren't you leaving? I want to take a shower!'

'Oh,' Feng Yiping walked a few steps out and then turned back, shouting through the door, 'Check to see if it's locked,'

Huang Jingping leaned sideways, sticking just her head out of the door, 'Lock your big head ghost, go back and watch your TV.'

Feng Yiping lay on the bed absent-mindedly, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom clattering for ten minutes before it stopped. Huang Jingping was wearing a pale blue nightdress and drying her hair with a dry towel. 'It's annoying, I didn't plan to wash my hair, and it's all wet. Where's the hairdryer?'

'Where's your bag?' Feng Yiping plugged the hairdryer into the socket next to the bedside table, and then realised that if he stood there and helped her dry her hair, the angle would be too high-handed and he would be able to see too much. If he sat down, the two of them would be too close together on the bed, which would be even more ambiguous. So he handed her the hairdryer and said, "You do it yourself, I'm going to wash up.'

He washed up quickly and came out of the shower. Huang Jingping was still there, half-reclined on the bed, holding out her hand to him, "Come here!'

'You haven't left yet,' Feng Yiping sat on the other side of the bed.

'Come here!' Huang Jingping still had her arms open.

'Okay, I'm coming!' Feng Yiping exaggeratedly made the gesture of a claw, scaring Huang Jingping, who quickly put her arms around her chest and shrunk to one side.

'Okay, it's late, go back!'

'No, lie over here, I want to hear your heartbeat.' Huang Jingping looked at him with wide eyes.

Feng Yiping really couldn't refuse such a request. He leaned against the pillow half-lying down as she moved over, closed her eyes and rested her head gently on his chest.

Feng Yiping didn't say anything either, only the announcer on the local TV station drily delivering the news. After about ten minutes, Feng Yiping gently shook Huang Jingping, 'Okay, you're almost asleep!'

Huang Jingping giggled, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, then ran to pack her bag, put a jacket on over her pajamas, and was ready to go out like that. When she got to the door, she turned around again, pampering Feng Yiping with open arms, 'Hug me again!'

Feng Yiping had no choice but to take the bag from her hand and hug her for a while, just a while, because this was not like being in bed, with the two of them closely fitting together through the thin clothes, Feng Yiping could clearly feel... her heartbeat. No, after a few seconds, he pushed Huang Jingping away, 'Hurry back, or you won't be able to get up in the morning.'

Huang Jingping must have sensed something, her face flushed, and she nodded her head. Feng Yiping was about to lock the door when she reached out a hand and pushed the door open. 'Sleep well, I'll wake you up in the morning!'

She said, and without waiting for Feng Yiping to reply, she trotted back to her room.

That night, Feng Yiping slept uneasily. He also had a dream at night, in which there were vaguely many girls whose faces he could not see clearly, but they were all very familiar. One by one they passed by... Finally, he woke up and realised that he had shamefully drawn a map again!

The trouble was, this was a new one, so there was a lot of rushing around, and he had to go and take a shower and wash his**.

If he left it to dry, it would definitely not be dry by the morning. When he came out, he said that he would wash the clothes that he had changed into at home the next day. In order to avoid arousing Huang Jingping's suspicions, he had no choice but to patiently dry them with a hairdryer. When he had finished, he looked at the clock and saw that it was already past four in the morning.

At a little after 7 a.m., the energetic Huang Jingping knocked on Feng Yiping's door. Hearing Feng Yiping running to the door, she wondered what was going on and ran back. Then, after a while, she came to the door with sleepy eyes and asked him with concern, 'What's wrong? Did you sleep badly?'

'Well, I'm a bit of a bed-seeker.'

She didn't know that just now, when Feng Yiping ran to the door, he discovered that the towel that the hair dryer had dried was still drying in the bathroom, so he hurriedly ran back to change it, almost making a fool of himself.

Huang Jingping skillfully helped Feng Yiping pack his luggage. 'Hurry up, they're not up yet. Let's go out for breakfast first.'

There weren't many breakfast options in the small town, and neither of them liked fried food, so they finally found a hand-pulled noodle shop at the end of the alley. The noodles were chewy, topped with a spoonful of pork and boiled gourd, and sprinkled with spring onions. It tasted just like homemade hand-pulled noodles.

Huang Jingping looked across at Feng Yiping, who was eating with gusto, and at the family of three with their child at the next table, and suddenly felt very happy.

The guys were all lazybones, and it wasn't until almost nine that they slowly set off towards Lijia Mountain outside the city. This time, Huang Jingping unreservedly took the seat next to Feng Yiping. Feng Yiping looked at her as if he couldn't wait to put a sign on the passenger seat from now on that said, 'Huang Jingping's special seat.'

Although the name Lijia Mountain is common, the scenery is quite extraordinary.

The mountains nearby are full of common pine trees, which are green all year round. Only this area of Lijia Mountain is full of maple trees. Yes, not the kind of yellow hornbeam trees that are mainly used for viewing in Fragrant Hill. In a rural area, practicality always comes first.

But this whole area of maple trees is still extremely beautiful!

It's not yet the best time to view the leaves, so the colours are a bit patchy, not a uniform red. There are still quite a few half-yellow, half-green leaves, and those at the top are more distinct red, the part of the crown that is red is eye-catching.

Feng Yiping took Huang Jingping by the hand, walked on the stone path covered with maple leaves in the forest, slowly climbed to the top of the mountain, and found a flat stone to sit on.

The sky above was as blue as a wash, and the white clouds seemed almost within reach. In the distance, strange peaks stood alone, and the mountains undulated. In the mountain streams, clear springs flowed slowly.

Among the surrounding green mountains, only this Li Family Mountain was covered in colourful autumn leaves, a beautiful sight.

'It's so beautiful!' Huang Jingping sighed.

'Yes!' Feng Yiping sat quietly, looking at everything in front of him. He thought about bringing his parents here some day. Although they had always lived in the mountains before, they had never seen a view like this.

However, men and women have different attitudes towards such beautiful scenery. Most men just want to quietly watch it, but women don't. They want these beautiful views to set off their own beauty first.

So, after sitting quietly for a while, Feng Yiping was called by Huang Jingping to take her picture. Soon, the five of them reached the summit. The three girls only made a brief comment, and like Huang Jingping, they rushed to take pictures, using this piece of stunning scenery as the background to strike various poses, some stylish and some more rustic.

It was after 8 p.m. when they entered the city, and everyone went their separate ways. The honest guy took Xiaoqing and her boyfriend home separately, and then took Fang Yingzhi downstairs. 'Xiao Tian, I won't keep you for dinner. I guess your wife is waiting for you at home.'

'Xiao Zhi,' Dunhou Ge called out to her, 'don't think too much about it. You're so young and in such good condition, you won't have to worry about finding a good husband. From now on, I'll also keep an eye out for you. If there's someone suitable, I'll definitely think of you. There's no rush. Go back and say hello to my aunt and uncle for me!'

Fang Yingzhi sighed as she looked at this childhood neighbour who had come to help. When they first met, Feng Yiping had obviously been taken aback by her. How come now he wouldn't even give her another glance?

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