"Wait for me outside.'

Bang!

Without giving Susan time to respond, Ian slammed the door shut in her face and proceeded to get dressed.

Delighted, Susan hurried downstairs to the kitchen to retrieve two eggs she had boiled earlier before waiting for him at their rendezvous point.

Not long after, the sound of the door opening prompted her to look up, only to have a handsome young man clad in a white shirt meet her gaze. Looking like he had just stepped out of the pages of a comic book, Ian descended the stairs with grace and aplomb.

"Are you all set? Let’s get going, or we won't be able to catch the minibus to the market."

Urging him, Susan beamed as she handed him the two hot eggs still in her hands.

Ian did not refuse.

The pair soon arrived at the bus stop. Due to the market that day, many villagers already stood in line.

I didn't think it would be such a long queue! Would he feel irritated?

Familiar with his aversion to crowds, Susan began to worry.

Fortunately, the villagers parted in the middle to allow the two university students to ascend the minibus when it arrived. They were still very impressed with how Ian made the farmer a third more than he would usually earn with the sale of timber.

"Have your nephew sit over here, Ms. Jadeson. It's a prime seat on this bus."

is fine

were simple, kind-hearted folk who wouldn't think twice about paying kindness

the softness in the seats was wanting, Susan did not notice any discomfort in

don't you eat the eggs?" she asked after a while. "Aren't

"I'll have them now.”

word, Ian finally picked up an egg hesitantly as he feared the unsanitary

it also seems awfully

he took the peeled egg handed

enough courage to ask the question his fellows were dying to ask. "What's the age gap between you and your nephew, Ms. Jadeson? You seem to be the same age. Do you

villagers had assumed that the handsome pair of university-educated

the Villagers' Committee

"We-” Susan began.

not related by

dry voice interrupted her by answering the question on

minibus rang with the laughter of the

the rumor of them being a

the impression of the youngsters in the eyes of their fellow passengers changed. Although they were heavily ridiculed, the villagers' jest

face, however, turned a deep

quickly as soon as the minibus rolled to a halt at

other

as he stepped out of the minibus, the massive crowd jostling each other in the cramped market and the rampant presence of live poultry

terror.

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