Dark clouds broodingly hung overhead the vast farm, the newly grown spikes of wheat swaying in the gentle breeze, discordant sounds echoing through the fields.
"Hmm, can you lower your movements? This is the second time already, you’re really something."
"You’re so passionate, how can I lower my movements? You smell so good, I want to devour you with a single mouthful."
"Umm...slow down, I'm barely coping, Han Jiang, go slower, umm, that's so satisfying."
"Stop talking, it sounds like someone’s near."
The man firmly silenced the woman with his hand. Struggling to breathe under the man's forceful grip, she couldn't help but pry his hand away. "What are we afraid of? We've been dating for a while now. That idiot, Yang Yue, even gave you her golden earrings so willingly. You must’ve made quite a sum selling those!"
Her provoking voice became high-pitched, tremulously revealing, "I wonder how much more wealth the Yang family holds. With gold earrings and wristwatches, that big fool Yang Chengyi even sent me a wristwatch, what do you think..."
"It'll be fine as long as nobody's around. Why bring up Yang Yue now? Concentrate, please me properly, and I may consider giving you better."
The two of them were passionately entangled amongst the wheat field, their pallid bodies interweaving, naked feet intertwined. The man firmly pinned the woman down, his hands on her chest. It wasn’t large, but to touch it held substance. Every intake of her breath made his hands tremble. He couldn't wait to burst it, imagining its fullness drove his limp self gradually tumescent.
However, all this was overheard by two people not far away.
At that moment, the freshly sprouted spikes of wheat danced with the wind, stimulating the incessantly reddening eyes of Yang family’s eldest son, Yang Chengyi. Yang Yue, on the other hand, watched his elder brother's reddened eyes, her gaze cold and aloof.
"Brother, you heard Guo Xiaomei loud and clear, right?" Yang Yue grabbed Yang Chengyi’s hand, looking at his angered face, overlapping with the memories of it from her past. She laughed lightly. She had really returned, back to the eighties, to her eighteen year self.
Last lifetime, she fell in love with Han Jiang, died unjustly, used all her efforts to marry Han Jiang, ditching Li Qiang who had always liked her. Post-marriage, her life was a mess.
Han Jiang was a scumbag who always had relations with Guo Xiaomei after marrying her. Guo Xiaomei repeatedly prodded Han Jiang to divorce her, even sneaking pesticide into the soup she made for her parents-in-law. After they got poisoned, Guo Xiaomei put the remaining pesticide in her cabinet, blaming her for the poisoning. Han Jiang believed Guo Xiaomei's words, and beat her to death in rage.
"Let's go back..." Yang Chengyi clenched his fist so hard it creaked.
Yang Yue was yanked by Yang Chengyi, her thoughts snapped back into place. She held his hand up with her own, lifting her head, "Brother, we can't leave. Guo Xiaomei lied to you; Han Jiang lied to me. We can't just walk away like this."
"I don't believe you."
"If you don't believe me, I'll make you believe."
Yang Yue gripped Yang Chengyi's hand, seemingly pulling strength from nowhere; she yanked him towards her, and suddenly they both stood before two naked people.
Thunk! Like a stone sinking into quiet lake water, their eyes met. Yang Chengyi stared, reddened eyes at the bare-skinned Guo Xiaomei.
"Yang Chengyi? How...how is it you?" Guo Xiaomei exclaimed upon seeing Yang Chengyi, frozen in shock! Quickly, she stood up and threw her clothes on, "Yang Chengyi, things aren't as you think, Han Jiang and I were just talking."
"What are you talking about? Were you discussing something so confidential that you needed to be naked? Why don't you strip down again and have another conversation, let me see?" Yang Yue's voice echoed. If only she had a camera to capture them in this embarrassing moment, she could distribute the photos to everyone in the village…
"Yang Yue?" Han Jiang suddenly noticed Yang Yue, his face pale, "Didn't you fall and hurt your head, still not awake..."
Bam!
Han Jiang was interrupted as Yang Chengyi's fist brutally punched his face.
"Lightly hitting you is being lenient. You and my sister are engaged, yet here you are with Guo Xiaomei. Can you even see my sister anymore?" Yang Chengyi raised his foot and brutally kicked Han Jiang's stomach.
Han Jiang's face contorted in pain and humiliation as he fell heavily to the ground, "You...Yang Chengyi, are you stupid? Are you the same kind of idiot as Yang Yue? Every single person in your family must be an idiot including you for daring to hit me. Aren't you afraid I won't marry your 'stupid' sister anymore?"
"You dare call my sister stupid!" Yang Chengyi fiercely kicked Han Jiang's stomach again.
"Hey, everyone! Han Jiang and Guo Xiaomei are stripped naked and tangled up with each other in the open field! Come quick and have a look! They're having an affair!" Anticipating the reactions, Yang Yue started to scream loudly, successfully attracting many villagers who were preparing for fieldwork.