Chapter 59: Chat

Wen Qingchuan chose a small restaurant outside the military area.

The environment was clean and hygienic, and as far as he could remember, it was Shen Sangyu’s first time here.

Wen Qingchuan ordered two dishes and a soup. The portions were quite large.

Shen Sangyu took a bite and thought it was okay. Usually, her appetite was not too small, but not too big either.

At least in Wen Qingchuan’s opinion, it was like what a cat eats. Seeing that Shen Sangyu seemed to enjoy the food here, he silently noted it in his mind.

Shen Sangyu thought for a moment, “It will be summer in two months. I want to buy clothes to change tomorrow. The next time I come back will be about half a month later.”

Wen Qingchuan nodded silently. Shen Sangyu called him regularly every day, so he had heard these words before.

But Wen Qingchuan didn’t feel annoyed at all. Instead, he felt indescribably happy.

At least Sangyu was willing to share her life with him.

As Wen Qingchuan thought of this, he began to tell Shen Sangyu about his life over the past half month.

Even though his daily routine was quite monotonous, the little girl in front of him listened attentively and occasionally asked appropriate questions.

Wen Qingchuan had a big appetite, so there wasn’t much food left on the table. After they finished eating, they took a slow walk in the military area.

Thinking of Shen Sangyu going out to buy clothes tomorrow, Wen Qingchuan took out some money from his pocket.

Shen Sangyu was momentarily taken aback: “…You still have some private money?”

Wen Qingchuan froze, his earlobes slightly reddening as he explained in a low voice, “No, I used to lend money to my comrades-in-arms, and two of them returned the money to me a while ago.”

Shen Sangyu didn’t say anything, but she was secretly observing Wen Qingchuan.

His voice was quieter than usual, and she could even hear a hint of guilt in it.

“I was just kidding you.” Shen Sangyu finally couldn’t hold back anymore and smiled, “You don’t spend money on weekdays; why are you giving it to me?”

Wen Qingchuan shook his head, “I don’t spend much money.”

He didn’t spend much on weekdays, and the meals in the cafeteria were cheap and subsidized.

After careful consideration, he realized he didn’t have many places to spend money.

Shen Sangyu knew that Wen Qingchuan was used to being frugal.

She took a glance at the money in Wen Qingchuan’s pocket; the largest denomination was only two yuan, and most of the cash he had was just twenty yuan.

“You really don’t have to give it to me. After I went to the institute, Teacher Qin also paid me a salary, which is much higher than my salary at the translation agency.”

Wen Qingchuan was aware that Shen Sangyu had a salary.

He just wanted to spend money on her.

“Your money is your business. Take this money and buy a few more beautiful skirts to wear.”

After Wen Qingchuan finished speaking, his expression darkened. He had never seen Shen Sangyu wearing a summer skirt, but she had a good figure.

Although she was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, she had long legs and a slim waist. If she wore a skirt, she would definitely look good.

Wen Qingchuan insisted, and after some thought, Shen Sangyu accepted, “Then I’ll take it.”

She glanced at the man next to her and saw Wen Qingchuan’s lips curve into a smile after she agreed, clearly in a good mood.

Shen Sangyu couldn’t help but tease, “Are you so happy that I’m spending your money?”

Wen Qingchuan nodded but added honestly, “As long as you don’t spend it recklessly.”

Just like half a year ago, when Shen Sangyu bought clothes worth a thousand yuan and even sold her bicycle.

Although the betrothal money was decided by Shen Sangyu herself, he couldn’t stand such waste.

Shen Sangyu didn’t say anything but internally grumbled about how the clothes she bought were expensive and numerous.

In the end, it felt like a bit of a waste, but Wen Qingchuan seemed particularly indulgent about these things, not caring about the money at all.

“I’ll put that passbook in the cabinet. If you need it urgently, just take it out.”

She didn’t have a passbook; half of all the wages she received were in cash, and more was kept in Wen Qingchuan’s passbook.

The two walked under the dim streetlights, the sounds of cicadas filling the air, and a gentle breeze brushed against their faces, leaving only the sound of their quiet breathing.

Shen Sangyu glanced sideways and suddenly said, “Wen Qingchuan, aren’t you curious about why I entered the institute and why I do research?”

Shen Sangyu had been holding this thought in her heart for a long time. When she called before, she only told Wen Qingchuan about her life situation, and he hadn’t asked much after hearing that she was going to do research; he just told her to take good care of herself.

But based on Wen Qingchuan’s intelligence, Shen Sangyu guessed that he must have suspected something.

Sure enough, Wen Qingchuan’s steps suddenly paused. He turned halfway around and said, “You used to be very good at studying, and the uncles and aunts around you were very capable.

I have been to your house before, but you may not have much impression. At that time, you often read books, especially physics books.”

“Ah?”

This time it was Shen Sangyu who was stunned.

For more than half a month, she had been thinking about how to explain this to Wen Qingchuan whenever she had free time.

She also thought that if it didn’t work, she would just admit it. She had considered many outcomes in her mind, but Wen Qingchuan’s reaction was clearly beyond her expectations.

But she suddenly realized something the childhood self that Wen Qingchuan talked about and the original owner’s three years of high school self seemed to have very different personalities.

When Shen Sangyu thought of this, she felt like she had been hit by something.

“You mean that my personality has changed a lot before and after? Do you know why I have changed so much?”

Wen Qingchuan hadn’t anticipated why Shen Sangyu was so excited, but he thought about it and shook his head, “I haven’t met you many times.

Most of the time when I went to your house for dinner before, you weren’t home.”

Shen Sangyu frowned, and a sense of unease surged within her.

If it was really like what Wen Qingchuan said, then why had the original owner changed her temperament so much?

She had tried to recall the original owner’s life over the past 18 years; she couldn’t say that she didn’t remember anything.

Just like when she first arrived here, she knew that the original owner had made trouble and caused people in the compound to dislike her.

She vaguely remembered many people being around the original owner before, but no matter how she thought about it, her memories were blurry.

“What’s wrong?” Wen Qingchuan suddenly saw Shen Sangyu’s face pale and immediately became nervous.

Shen Sangyu shook her head and said casually, “I just feel weird… Let’s go home.”

As she spoke, Shen Sangyu pulled Wen Qingchuan’s sleeve and walked toward the family compound.

The weather was neither hot nor cold now, and there were many people in the military district.

They were either in pairs or young people embracing each other as they headed to the cafeteria for a meal.

However, Shen Sangyu and Wen Qingchuan stood out on the road.

Wen Qingchuan had an upright figure and a height of nearly 1.9 meters. Even in the north, he was still quite remarkable.

Additionally, with his star-like eyebrows and sword-like eyes, although he often appeared serious, that face was not long for nothing.

Not to mention Shen Sangyu; many of the reasons why some military wives in the family compound still disliked her were due to this very fact.

The military district’s divine couple made people look back frequently, but only Wen Qingchuan was pulled along by Shen Sangyu, his deep eyes focused intently on her slender fingers.