He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 135 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty

As autumn draws to a close, the college entrance examination is fast approaching.

All the educated youth sent to the countryside were more nervous than ever before. They looked at the yellowed papers over and over again countless times, and the few math examples they had were repeatedly imprinted on the muddy ground.

Wen Yan is the calmest among most anxious people.

Shen Que thought she was going crazy from suppressing her emotions, and that all her calmness was just a hidden storm brewing.

He was even more nervous than she was.

It wasn't just because of the college entrance exam, but also because she received many letters, almost all of which advised her to abandon him and return to the city.

At first he read a few letters, but after reading more, he became numb. His heart was being boiled in oil again and again, and the intense pain made him forget what it felt like to have blood flowing through his veins.

He would only treat her a little better after she received the letter, and even better, so that she would linger and become dependent on him.

Or kiss her more fiercely, until her originally rosy lips turn red and raw, and her bright, watery eyes are filled with desire before you stop.

I dared not have any other thoughts besides that.

"Shen Que, you keep spacing out. I've called you three times already."

Wen Yan called out to him in a sweet voice. She was being well taken care of; her fair face was rosy and delicate, her hands holding the pen were long and slender, and her watery eyes held a unique tenderness and charm.

"Sorry, Yan Yan, I'm packing your things. You have an exam tomorrow, so remember to go to bed early tonight."

He picked up the bag containing pens, rulers, and various other stationery items that might be needed, carefully checked it twice, and then placed it on her desk.

His deep black eyes gathered a dark glint, which he then forcibly suppressed. He was like a numb machine, his unclear mind counting down the days until she left him.

"You haven't hugged me today."

Wen Yan sat at the table, waiting for a hug before bed.

Shen Que paused for a moment, then silently embraced her petite body. The cool fragrance of her hair lingered around his nose, and his aching heart could never be filled.

His eyes instantly turned red, and a surge of affection enveloped him, pulling her into his own private cage, yet somehow creating the biggest opening in the cage.

We're just waiting for her to jump out when the time comes.

This hug wasn't profound, nor was it an intense, ingrained obsession; it was more of a tender affection.

This is very inaccurate.

She had just tightened her arms when her delicate body was lifted into the air.

Shen Que picked her up with one hand and placed her on the bed, using the other hand to take off her shoes. Her fair little feet were tucked into the blanket containing the thermos.

Wen Yan is sensitive to the cold, so Shen Que used a thermos for her as soon as autumn began.

He looked down at her, his gaze focused.

The moment their eyes met, Wen Yan subconsciously pulled the blanket up a little to cover half of her face.

Her rosy cheeks were flushed and half-revealed, beckoning one to kiss them.

Following his deepest desire, Shen Que slowly lowered his head, his stubborn black eyes fixed on her, as if he had etched her into his very bones.

Wen Yan's pupils trembled for a moment. She gently closed her eyes, and her slender hand quietly pulled down the blanket a little, revealing her pink lips.

A gentle kiss pressed against her forehead, then quickly ended.

Go to bed early.

With that, Shen Que got up and walked outside.

Unlike usual, when he kissed her passionately after she received a letter, he only lightly touched her forehead, very gently.

Wen Yan was stunned.

So all that sneaky tuck of the blanket was for nothing?

Once she realized what was happening, she was already holding onto him tightly.

"What? Are you still cold? Let me warm you up before you go."

Shen Que thought she was cold, so he squatted down in front of the bed, his rough hands reaching under the covers to hold her icy feet, the warm breath passing through her skin.

He stared blankly at the blue checkered quilt.

It's getting cold; it's time to change her bedsheets.

"I'll change the bed sheet for you when you get back."

"it is good."

As it grew darker, my icy toes warmed up a little after being removed from my hands.

Shen Que was about to leave when Wen Yan suddenly lifted the blanket, sat up, and hugged him from behind.

It was raining outside the window, and the rain was getting heavier. The misty vapor and the chill made her exposed toes curl up slightly.

"Shen Que, I'm still cold."

"Then you go to sleep first, I'll warm it up for you again."

"No."

"...Should I go get another thermos?"

"No."

Wen Yan said in a muffled voice, her nose slightly twitching as she buried her face in his lower back: "I want you to stay with me."