Nan Feng’s heart had pletely cooled.
You see, as a girl of this era, she had already taken far too many initiatives.
If the first few confessions were too subtle, then what about this time? Her own father had made a personal appeal on her behalf, and yet he still said he needed to think it over.
Under the weight of her disappointment, memories of the past began to surface in her mind.
She would go to the threshing floor to find Brother Ye, asking him to help her thresh grain.
She would have him take her to the town to sell game.
She suggested, “Brother Ye, how about we go hunting together from now on?”
She asked, “Brother Ye, could you get me a book?”
“Brother Ye, shall we make a Faucet together?”
“Brother Ye, the village is building a reservoir, and the village chief has asked you to join…”
It seemed that in all previous interactions, she was always the initiator.
Brother Ye did not have any other feelings for her at all, just as he had said, only as good friends.
Nan Feng was both annoyed and depressed, for the first time in her life she realized what it felt like to be in love with someone, only to be rejected.
It was really unbearable, and all she wanted to do was to drown her sorrows in drink.
“Fengfeng, what’s the matter?” Nan Quanyou watched Nan Feng, who was laughing one moment and grieving the next, her face blank with dismay.
“Fengfeng? Fengfeng?” Nan Quanyou called Nan Feng’s name again.
He was very anxious, worrying that Nan Feng was reverting to the mindless state she’d previously been in.
Fortunately, Nan Feng only went blank for a moment and soon recovered. She asked weakly, “Dad, there’s still about half a jar of the wine we bought for New Year’s left, right?”
“Yes, yes, there’s some left,” Nan Quanyou replied.
As long as Nan Feng was not crazy, it was fine.
Nan Feng went back into the house, found the jar of wine, and carried the entire thing into her room.
“Feng, Fengfeng, what are you doing?” Nan Quanyou asked.
Without looking at Nan Quanyou, Nan Feng said softly, “Dad, I’m going to sleep. You don’t need to worry about me.”
“…” Nan Quanyou wanted to say something else, but Nan Feng had already closed the door with a “bang.”
Nan Quanyou felt especially sorry for Nan Feng.
Just last year, Mo Family had called off an engagement with her, setting the village abuzz. Now this year…
He had thought that Nan Feng’s marriage to Brother Ye was already a done deal, but he hadn’t expected Brother Ye to be so ambiguous.
Fortunately, he had quietly inquired on his own. Uncle Zhou and Brother Ye would probably keep it a secret. Otherwise, where could Nan Feng hide her face in the future?
Nan Quanyou felt a pang of heartache again. He thought of knocking on her door, but what could he do after knocking? How could he, a rough man, understand a girl’s feelings?
Perhaps he should just let her have some peace.
…
Inside the room.
Nan Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up the jar, and drank heavily.
Only now did she truly understand her roommate’s feelings. Being rejected by the person you love was indeed torturous and painful.
She did not regret allowing Nan Quanyou to inquire on her behalf. It was better that he had. Otherwise, she would probably still harbor a glimmer of hope for Brother Ye, wouldn’t she?
Nan Feng continued to drink.
…
Nan Quanyou lingered outside.
He had cooked lunch and wanted to knock on Nan Feng’s door, but he held back.
Lunch had not been eaten, and a large pot of food remained.
By evening, Nan Quanyou had heated up the food, thinking he could no longer hold back – Nan Feng had to eat. She had just put on a little weight, and it would be heartbreaking if she were to lose it all at once.
Unexpectedly, just as Nan Quanyou was about to knock on Nan Feng’s door, the door creaked open from inside as if sensing him.
Nan Quanyou looked at Nan Feng in surprise.
However, at that moment Nan Feng looked as if nothing had happened. She called out “Dad,” and then walked out.
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