CHAPTER 51: CHAPTER 51: MAY EVERYONE SEE LOVE

Unaware that he had become the talk of the town, Qin Guanglin had started searching on his phone for the remedies He Fang had mentioned while still on the bus, looking intensely into it.

The same answers popped up as before; he was torn about which one to try. Surely he couldn’t try them all, right?

The way she put it, it was a slow process, something that needed gradual attention over time, and he didn’t have the patience to try each one by one.

Maybe ask a doctor? She mentioned that even doctors had no good solutions, now what to do...

So annoying.

But that touch just now... even through the clothes, it felt so comforting. Qin Guanglin stealthily savored the moment, steadied his mind, and headed home.

"Remember to tell me earlier if you’re coming home late next time." Qin’s mom began her usual nagging as he arrived, "I had already started making dinner when you said you wouldn’t be home to eat because of overtime work. There’s so much left; you’ll have to eat it yourself tomorrow.

How could you be working overtime on your first day? Is that even okay? You’re throttling back so much that you won’t even have time for a girlfriend."

"No, no, no, no..." Qin Guanglin headed straight into the bedroom. After a moment, he poked his head back out, "Mom."

"What?" Qin’s Mom saw his sneaky, hesitant demeanor and felt sure he was up to no good.

Qin Guanglin was a bit sheepish but remembering He Fang’s pain-stricken, pale face from the other day, he took a deep breath and stepped out, clearing his throat, "Um, there’s something I want to ask you about."

Qin’s mom, who was sitting on the couch, took a sip of water and glanced at him sideways, "Speak."

"Do you know how to... cure stomach pain?"

"Stomach pain?" Qin’s mom frowned, "I’m not a doctor."

Qin Guanglin scratched his head, "No, it’s about He Fang’s stomach pain, the kind that happens every month... She said it needs to be nursed gradually, and doctors don’t have a good solution."

"Oh—" Now Qin’s mom understood, eying Qin Guanglin up and down, she wondered aloud, "She even talks to you about this? You two are moving fast."

"..."

"This problem is not easy to cure completely, but there are remedies, and they also require gradual care, not instantly effective."

Qin Guanglin perked up, "How do you deal with it?"

"You really did come to the right person." Qin’s Mom grinned proudly, "Your grandmother’s hillside is covered with wild mugwort, that stuff works. I’ll have your aunt gather some and send it over, you can give it to He Fang."

"You’re incredible." Qin Guanglin was delighted, "Let my aunt hurry up and gather a lot."

Is this what He Fang meant by ’destined one’? That truly is destiny.

"Why do you need so much? As long as it cures her, that’s sufficient."

Qin’s mom said, looking at him and suddenly feeling poignant.

This lad knew his stuff; so many married men would just recommend drinking more hot water, and maybe they’d fret and fidget on the side, but they never thought about finding a way to genuinely cure their stomach pain.

In some ways, He Fang was impressive too, sharp in picking the right person. Qin’s Mom hadn’t even noticed her son had so many good qualities.

"Eh, did you go see He Fang just now?"

Qin Guanglin only told her he’d be home late, nothing more.

"Um... met briefly."

"Tsk, you rascal." Qin’s Mom shook her head, "I should just stitch you two together, can’t go a day without seeing each other, huh?"

"Why not see her if I can?" Qin Guanglin, having settled the matter, was in high spirits, heading to the fridge to search for leftovers, "Where’s the meal? I’ll eat a bit more."

Men, dreams should be big, and appetites too.

...

Teacher He sat cross-legged on the bed and imparted knowledge to her two roommates as if preaching.

"First of all, such a man’s protective desire tends to be stronger and he tends to be more attentive, but it doesn’t necessarily mean he is a completely reliable good guy."

"Come on, just tell us!" Chen Yan urged impatiently.

"Just say it, let’s hear if it makes sense." Zhou Nan also urged.

"Watch him walk."

"Walk?" Zhou Nan and Chen Yan exchanged glances, somewhat confused.

"Yes, see where he walks." He Fang nodded.

"More specifically?"

"Most people walk side by side, which is a normal habit, but if a man walks ahead of you and pulls you forward, he likely has a stronger desire to control."

"Since when did you study psychology?!" Chen Yan exclaimed.

Zhou Nan smacked her, "Listen, don’t interrupt!"

"If a man prefers to walk half a step behind you, slightly to your rear side, it indicates he has strong protective instincts and is very attentive because this position allows him to best monitor the dynamics around the person he is with."

"Is that so?" Zhou Nan questioned.

"Don’t believe me? Try it out. You stand in front and she stands slightly behind, she will be the first to notice whatever you do.

Whether you’re disposing of snack wrappers, watching out for children running around that might bump into you, or taking a longer look at something you like while shopping... in any aspect of life, as soon as you make a move, the person behind can immediately spot it, something the person in front can’t do..."

"Wow, learning something new!" Chen Yan’s eyes sparkled, "What else?"

"Another thing, opposite to the desire to control, choosing this position means ’non-interference’; the person in front is totally free, no matter where you go, if he stays half a step behind, he is just following..."

"Respect." Zhou Nan spoke up, "It shows respect, silent support, without interference."

"You’re quick to learn." He Fang glanced at Zhou Nan, "Yes, he will have great respect for you, value your thoughts, silently protect you from behind, and will advise, but not forcefully interfere; shopping with him feels somewhat like the freedom of shopping alone yet with the security of being together."

"The deeper it gets, the more mystical it sounds." Chen Yan widened her eyes in disbelief, "Can a single position really imply so much?"

"For reference solely." He Fang paused, "A person’s subconscious behavior can reveal a lot, reflecting their character."

"Interesting..." Zhou Nan nodded, "When I have time, I’ll also get some psychology books to read, anything else?"

"Well, there’s more, sometimes when facing danger..." She stared blankly at the ceiling, her voice growing fainter until she stopped speaking.

"Hmm?"

"Tired, no more talking." He Fang slowly lay down and pulled the quilt over herself.

Chen Yan wasn’t satisfied, shaking the railing, "Keep going, keep going."

"When the person in front faces danger, this position allows the quickest reaction." Zhou Nan pondered, "No matter where the threat comes from, the person behind can just push or pull to help the one in front, right?"

"Mhm." He Fang’s voice was muffled.

"When it’s really dangerous, isn’t a person’s instinct to protect themselves?" Chen Yan went back to her bed.

"Everyone’s instinctual responses are different, like how girls might freeze in place or scream." Zhou Nan shook her head thoughtfully, "If someone is already doing what was mentioned earlier, then upon encountering such an incident, he surely won’t hesitate, his subconscious instinct would definitely be..."

She suddenly paused, sensing something was off, and curiously asked, "What’s wrong?"

"My stomach hurts, let me be quiet for a while."