Gan Ling covered her lips, laughter undiminished, and said, "You got drunk and started talking nonsense."
"Huh? This... what did I say?"
Liu Zhizhong beca more nervous, and the expression of anxiety was not feigned.
"Not much, really. You seed to cry, saying you wouldn't get divorced, not even if beaten to death. It's a man's last dignity, haha... You really love your wife!"
Liu Zhizhong: "..."
Oh, damn!
This inner drama... my drunk inner drama?
Speechless...
Awkward...
He could only shake his head, "Uh... Sister Ling, is that true?"
"Would I lie to you?"
"Uh... seems like it, haha..." Liu Zhizhong laughed awkwardly, feeling unnatural.
Gan Ling turned again to look at the water, at her mother's grave over there, and at Gan Family Village.
"Has your hangover cleared?"
"Oh, yes, I'm refreshed. Only... with Da Xing and Xiao Xing leaving without saying goodbye, and parting from Sister Ling today, I can't help feeling a bit lancholic."
"Haha, it's normal! Humans are all like that. Last night, it was Xiao Xing who carried you ho!"
"Haha, that's awkward. She's so strong, but... her harmonica playing is amazing."
"That was Da Xing, not her."
"Haha... I drank too much and got them mixed up... tipsy, I'll rember this mont of tipsiness forever..."
"Haha..."
"..."
Casual chat, reluctance, continued casual chat...
Standing close together, by Mogu Lake, the handso man and beautiful woman, such a picturesque scene!
Even Shi Jing, cooking in the RV over there, couldn't help but whisper to Xu Jiao under the sky, "Hey, do you think there's sothing between those two?"
Xu Jiao was also watching, lost in thought, her mind quite caught up!
She snapped out of it and tilted her head, "Huh? What did you say?"
Shi Jing motioned towards Liu Zhizhong and Gan Ling, "Those two, is there sothing between them?"
Xu Jiao paused and laughed, "Hey, are you serious? Looking for Miss Ling with such delicate skin as a helper? I'm really worried, what if there is sothing between them, would Liu Zhizhong's affection leave marks on Miss Ling's skin? Her delicate fra, how could it withstand his impact? Hehe..."
"Haha... Miss Ling is really delicate, indeed... But they seem to be having a good chat!"
"Our man connects well with any beauty, even while feeding chickens..."
"Haha..."
"..."
Before long, Shi Jing had prepared breakfast for Liu Zhizhong.
Her man was going to eat, so she cooked personally and personally called Liu Zhizhong back for breakfast!
Upon hearing the call, Liu Zhizhong smiled, feeling his stomach rumble with hunger.
Gan Ling said, "Shi Jing is calling you to eat."
Liu Zhizhong nodded, "Ti to eat. After the al, I'll have to say goodbye to Professor Gan. Could I... have your contact information?"
Gan Ling's face turned slightly red, and she said, "I don't have contact information. Besides..."
She paused and then said, "My brother told not to develop feelings for you, not to be with you."
This didn't seem like the words of an anthropologist; it was more like a young girl whose heart was starting to stir, caught between wanting and refusing, yet helplessly yearning.
Liu Zhizhong's heart was stirred in waves, passion swelling in his chest, almost uncontrollable.
He turned away, shook his head, "I understand! Sister Ling, thank you for your feelings, I am honored."
"Ah? I... you..."
Gan Ling felt truly shy, having her feelings laid bare...
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