Chapter 301: Chapter 301: The Physics of Love

“In TV dramas, powerful people or officials are always called ‘Lord.'”

Tang Li explained her statement: “Although you don’t have a beard, your status is quite similar, since the common people used to call honest officials ‘Blue Sky Lord.'”

Song Baiyan said, “Seems like watching dramas isn’t a waste of time after all, as it broadens one’s knowledge.”

A blush crept up Tang Li’s cheeks. She was about to respond when the smell of cigarette smoke suddenly wafted into her mouth and nose, tickling her throat and making her cough uncontrollably a couple of times.

While coughing, she covered her mouth with her hand.

She didn’t want to cough droplets onto the food.

Seeing her condition, Song Baiyan paused his actions, and without a word, pressed the cigarette into a small dish to extinguish it.

After finishing the late-night snack, it was nearly 10:30 p.m.

Stepping out from the food stall, Tang Li was the first to ask, “Shall we go back now?”

As she spoke, she had already turned around. Under the warm yellow light, her pretty doe eyes looked at him, seeming as if she had more to say but held back.

Song Baiyan tilted his head and looked at the bustling night market still in front of them, then asked her, “Would you like to walk around a bit more?”

Tang Li: “Do you have something to do?”

“If you have things to do, we can just go back.”

Seeing her look of anticipation yet restraint, Song Baiyan spoke up and said, “Let’s stroll around a bit before we leave.”

Before long, the two appeared amidst the bustling crowd of the night market.

Tang Li didn’t walk side by side with Song Baiyan; almost subconsciously, she chose to walk ahead, but with just a turn of her head, she could see Song Baiyan two or three steps behind.

From her perspective, a noisy and somewhat unkempt night market like this was quite ordinary. However, for Song Baiyan, if it hadn’t been for visiting a comrade-in-arms, it would be rare for someone with his current status to set foot in such a remote small town, let alone visit a night market.

A man in high position, his life, his social circle, had long been beyond the measure of ordinary people.

But now—

She noticed that privately, Song Baiyan wasn’t much different from an average man.

When he sat with her at the food stall in camouflage, unnoticed by those around who didn’t know he was the Finance Minister, the people at the next table even asked him for a lighter.

Suddenly, her mood became as warm as the spring weather in Diannan.

Passing by a bookstore, Tang Li remembered that she was about to go film by the Mihesha River, where conditions were poor and it was inconvenient to buy stationery, so she turned into the store intending to buy some pens and notebooks.

Following her, Song Baiyan also entered the bookstore.

Tang Li stood in front of the merchandise rack, trying out a rollerball pen, while Song Baiyan didn’t rush her, rather took a seat on the bamboo chair inside the bookstore.

After picking five rollerball pens, Tang Li looked up to see the man sitting there.

Maybe because she took too long to choose, Song Baiyan had taken a book from the stall to flip through. When she walked over with the notebooks and pens, he put the book back: “All set?”

“Yep,” Tang Li nodded.

As they were about to leave, she glanced at the display stall.

She noticed that the book Song Baiyan had been holding was actually in Korean, with a familiar cover that reminded her of the poetry collection Wu Xuehan had bought for a certain Korean drama, seemingly the same one.

After exiting the bookstore, Tang Li asked, “Do you understand Korean?”

“Just because I don’t know Korean, does that mean I can’t read Korean books?”

Tang Li was about to say of course you can read when Song Baiyan explained, “The shopkeeper put translations on a note next to it.” Saying this, his deep and moist eyes landed on her: “Aren’t these the tangerines you wanted to buy for your classmate?”

Song Baiyan nodded towards a certain location ahead: “If we don’t go now, they’ll have closed up shop.”