Arrived at the entrance of the farmers' market.
Song Yunshen deliberately drove towards the direction with more electric bikes, then stopped halfway and said to Xia Jinshu, "Get off first and wait for me here. I'll park over there and then come over."
Xia Jinshu didn't think much of it. After getting out of the car, she returned the helmet to him and waited quietly there.
Song Yunshen rode his electric bike to a spot far away, stopped, and rested for a while. After adjusting his pants, he finally got off the bike and walked to the entrance of the market to meet Xia Jinshu.
After entering the market, Song Yunshen followed Xia Jinshu closely. Although he had no intention of peeking, his eyes were drawn to Xia Jinshu 'Xia Jinshu long legs every now and then, as if by a magnet.
Xia Jinshu didn't notice it at first, but she quickly realized it.
To be honest, she had long been used to the little gestures of the boys around her glancing at her from time to time since she was a child.
Song Yunshen is a normal boy, and it's only natural for him to peek.
But Xia Jinshu knew very well that Song Yunshen now held a completely different meaning for her than other boys.
Even though it was all peeping, if it were any other boy, Xia Jinshu would feel slightly uncomfortable, or indifferent, and would simply ignore it after being caught.
But when Song Yunshen glanced at her, her heart would always beat slightly faster. She didn't mind him glancing at her, but she was very concerned about the angle from which he was Song Yunshen at her, wondering if her posture looked awkward.
She began to care about Song Yunshen's gaze, and would subconsciously straighten the wrinkles in her clothes and adjust her collar from time to time, afraid that her attire might be inappropriate. Then she couldn't help but think of the diary entry Song Yunshen had written the night before, and after noticing Song Yunshen's gaze, she couldn't help but feel some curiosity and speculation.
When Song Yunshen steals glances at her at this moment, is he also fantasizing about some awful things?
Although a gentleman judges by actions, not intentions, Xia Jinshu couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the thought that Song Yunshen might imagine her in various ways.
Shaking her head vigorously, Xia Jinshu shook off all these terrible thoughts. After finally finishing buying the groceries, she quickly called Song Yunshen to leave.
Grandpa didn't come to the market to sell vegetables today. The two of them wandered around for a while but didn't see him, so they gave up the idea of trying to say hello to him.
Song Yunshen led Xia Jinshu out of the market, got back on the electric scooter, and after she was steadyed, hurriedly headed home.
Back home, Song Yunshen sat on the sofa and memorized vocabulary words, while Xia Jinshu carried the ingredients into the kitchen to prepare the dishes.
While preparing the food, Xia Jinshu took a quick glance around the living room and noticed Song Yunshen staring at her.
This guy... doesn't he know how to tone it down?
Xia Jinshu couldn't help but spit out a curse, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.
However, Xia Jinshu thought about it again and realized that it might be her own problem.
When she usually came to Song Yunshen's house to give him lessons, she often noticed his furtive glances. However, since she didn't know that Song Yunshen would secretly stare at her at night, she hadn't paid much attention to it.
Now that she knows about this, she can't help but overthink whenever she notices Song Yunshen's gaze.
If I had known this would happen, I would have preferred not to have Song Yunshen write in his diary last night.
Knowing some things too early can be counterproductive.
Xia Jinshu was somewhat troubled, but then she thought of the lesson plan she had made that morning, hoping it might actually come in handy.
Ten minutes later, Xia Jinshu finished preparing the dishes, took off her apron, walked out of the kitchen, and pulled Song Yunshen into the study to begin quizzing him on English words.
After the spot check was completed, it was exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, and the English class officially began.
Originally, according to Xia Jinshu's plan, based on Song Yunshen's English level when he first started taking classes, she was prepared to spend the entire summer vacation just laying a Song Yunshen.
But to her surprise, once Song Yunshen really got into a learning mindset, he actually grasped the knowledge quite quickly, and wasn't as lacking in English talent as she had imagined.
His previous poor English grades were probably simply due to laziness in studying, which caused him to fall behind step by step, making it extremely difficult to catch up later on by simply relying on classes.
Xia Jinshu spent about half a month having Song Yunshen memorize more than 300 basic words and learn at least 600 commonly used words, checking and reinforcing his knowledge every day.
Besides memorizing vocabulary, she mainly helped Song Yunshen systematically learn the basics of English grammar, including the components of a basic sentence, then simple sentences, compound sentences, tenses, and various clauses. She originally planned to spend the entire two months of summer vacation teaching Song Yunshen so that he could use the language fluently.
But in just over half a month, Song Yunshen had already grasped the general idea.
Therefore, Xia Jinshu adjusted the teaching plan in a timely manner according to Song Yunshen's learning progress.
In the past few days, I have stopped limiting myself to the most basic grammar teaching and started to introduce real-world examples so that Song Yunshen can flexibly apply these knowledge points while doing exercises.
For example, today, Xia Jinshu prepared some multiple-choice questions, cloze tests, and reading comprehension exercises, and guided Song Yunshen to learn while doing them.
The only difference from the previous days is that today's questions also include some personal touches that Xia Jinshu specially prepared.
"Come on, translate this multiple-choice question." Xia Jinshu took out the prepared questions, spread them out, handed them to Song Yunshen, and asked, pointing to the first question.
Song Yunshen frowned slightly, then leaned closer to carefully examine the question.
After the vocabulary check, he immediately entered study mode, attempting to translate and explain the sentence components as Xia Jinshu usually required:
"This should be followed by an object clause, roughly meaning that many teenagers feel guilty about uncontrollable thoughts, but these thoughts don't define what they are like when they do such things."
Option A is guilty. Options B, C, and D are innocent, generous, and humble, respectively. Therefore, the answer should be A.
"Mmm, great!" Xia Jinshu offered timely encouragement, secretly glancing at Song Yunshen's expression. Seeing that he hadn't noticed anything amiss, she breathed a slight sigh of relief. Yes, very good, just like that!
You have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time; you can't rush things.
Xia Jinshu didn't include too much personal content in the questions. Of the twenty multiple-choice questions, only about four or five touched on the relevant topic, and they were all rather subtle and implicit.
For example, "Inner impulses are instincts, but teenagers must never turn their private thoughts into actual behaviors that disturb others."
For example, "You can't completely stop troubling thoughts, but you can control your actual actions," and so on.
These questions are all subtly hinting to Song Yunshen that he should pay attention to his mental health and exercise restraint.
As a teacher, I have a responsibility to provide appropriate guidance to students, and ideological education is certainly a part of that.
With that thought in mind, Xia Jinshu asked Song Yunshen to continue translating the next question.
Soon, they finished the twenty multiple-choice questions, and Xia Jinshu then led him through two cloze tests.
She didn't include any personal bias in these two cloze tests; they were both lesson plans she had prepared beforehand.
After all, this was only the first time, and Xia Jinshu was afraid that Song Yunshen notice something, so she tried to keep it brief.
But now comes the main event of the day.
Xia Jinshu took a deep breath and handed the reading comprehension passage she had specially prepared that morning to Song Yunshen.
The Teenager's Mind: Impulsiveness and Self-Control
Song Yunshen glanced at the title of the article and could roughly translate it into this meaning.
He blinked, a little puzzled, feeling that the title had a hidden meaning, but he didn't think too much about it for the time being and continued reading the main text.
With his current English level, he can understand most of the multiple-choice questions, and even if he occasionally encounters an unfamiliar word, he can roughly guess its meaning based on the context.
However, when it comes to reading comprehension, reading an entire article is still somewhat difficult for him.
So he translated while seeking Xia Jinshu's help, gradually understanding the meaning of each sentence in the article.
But the more he read, the stranger it seemed. He felt that the article was subtly pointing something at him, and he couldn't help but feel guilty, stealing glances at Xia Jinshu every now and then.
The statement that "adolescence is driven by hormones, leading to sudden and intense inner impulses" is misleading.
Or something like, "It is crucial to distinguish between fantasies and real-life behaviors. The constant emergence of thoughts that are beyond our control is a very common phenomenon during the growth process."
The final paragraph offered very practical advice—admonishing teenagers that accepting inner impulses does not equate to bad character, but one must never let those impulses translate into actions that disturb others. It suggested channeling excess energy into sports, reading, and socializing. After Song Yunshen finished translating the entire article with Xia Jinshu, he felt as if he had undergone a tremendous trial, feeling incredibly guilty and no longer daring to steal glances at Xia Jinshu's thighs.
His mind started racing with wild thoughts, wondering if Mama Xia had noticed something.
That shouldn't be the case!
He was clearly doing it in his own bedroom, what does that have to do with Xia Jinshu?
Could it be that Xia Jinshu could sense his thoughts while he was fantasizing about her?
If it's just that I'm overthinking things, then what's the deal with today's reading comprehension passage?
I just took off myself yesterday, and today I publish this article about him—isn't that a direct attack on him?
Could it really just be a coincidence?
Song Yunshen thought, and finally realized that he was probably overthinking things.
After all, any girl would be at least a little angry if she knew that a boy was secretly fantasizing about her, right?
How could they possibly use such a gentle method to subtly remind themselves?
Seeing him suddenly fall silent and look deep in thought, Xia Jinshu's heart skipped a beat, a little worried that he might have noticed something. But then Xia Jinshu thought again that it was unlikely, after all, she had been quite discreet.
Of today's questions, there were only four or five related multiple-choice questions, no cloze test questions at all, and only the last reading comprehension passage was quite challenging.
Perhaps reading this reading comprehension passage Song Yunshen, making her realize that she should allocate her energy more reasonably and not always focus on taking off towards her?
Xia Jinshu felt somewhat relieved upon considering this possibility.
If that's the case, then all the time she spent preparing the questions so early in the morning wasn't wasted.
As for what Song Yunshen is thinking now, Xia Jinshu is not in a hurry to know immediately.
Anyway, as long as Song Yunshen doesn't forget to write in his diary again because of takeoff, she will most likely be able to see Song Yunshen's thoughts in his diary by tonight.
After finishing the reading comprehension questions, it was nearly 5 p. m.
Xia Jinshu sent Song Yunshen the vocabulary, sentences, and short passages to memorize for the day. After going through them briefly with him, she stood up and said, "It's almost time. I'll go make dinner first."
Song Yunshen nodded, glanced at the vocabulary words he needed to memorize today, then got up, walked out of the study, and followed Xia Jinshu. His gaze couldn't help but drift to the long legs that kept changing in front of him.
I wish I could touch it; I wonder what it feels like.
Song Yunshen couldn't help but think to himself, then immediately shook his head. No, no, I can't keep thinking like this, otherwise I won't be able to resist again tonight.
Hopefully, today's Future Diary update won't be like the kind of thing Mama Xia writes; this hot-blooded young man really can't handle being teased like that!
Entering the kitchen, Song Yunshen assisted Xia Jinshu, and the two quickly prepared dinner.
Half an hour later, Xia Jinshu brought the plates to the dining table, sat down facing Song Yunshen, picked up her chopsticks and bowl, and said softly, "Dinner's ready."
After dinner, Song Yunshen saw Xia Jinshu off and went back to his study to edit some videos. Not long after, Xia Kening came over.
As always, Xia Kening brought yogurt and snacks to the study. She plopped down in a chair, turned on the computer, and eagerly turned to the side, stuffing her feet into Song Yunshen's lap.
Song Yunshen habitually caught her feet, kneaded and played with them for a while, but his mind involuntarily drifted to the lessons Xia Jinshu had taught him that day.
Unable to translate inner impulses into actual actions...
Song Yunshen looked down at the little feet in his arms, silently repeating "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" in his heart.
This wasn't something he wanted to touch; Xia Kening insisted on shoving it at him, it had nothing to do with him.
It wasn't him who needed to restrain his impulses; it was Xia Kening who should have been the one doing so. That's right!
Not knowing who he was explaining it to, Song Yunshen finished explaining it to himself and then calmly and quietly started playing with Xia Kening's feet.
Around 8 PM, after seeing Xia Kening off, Song Yunshen returned to his study and continued editing videos, uploading the latest pioneering videos to Douyin and Bilibili, trying his best to earn pocket money for Xia Kening.
At nine o'clock, Song Yunshen Shen talked to Xia Jinshu on the phone and diligently memorized vocabulary. After half an hour of studying, he got up, took a shower in the bathroom, and returned to his room. He couldn't wait to take out his Future Diary from the drawer and turn to the latest page.
A blank page.
Okay, no updates today.
Song Yunshen resisted the urge to flip through the pages, overcame tremendous difficulties, and finally managed to put the Future Diary back into the drawer and lock it.
He then took out his diary, spread it out on the desk, took a deep breath, recalled the events of the day, and began writing in his diary.
Meanwhile, Xia Jinshu took out her diary and saw Song Yunshen's newly written diary. She immediately stopped her homework and began to read it carefully.