My Blind Date Is My Elementary School Classmate

[Related upcoming novel: When Springtime Comes, please add it to your favorites.] Chatty sweet girl x sharp-tongued rough guy Overworked office drone Zhao Xici packed up and returned to his village. His mother beat him soundly with a broom, but he still stuck out his neck and shouted: "Rural development and agricultural progress need my contribution too!" His mother rolled her eyes. "Pfft! You’ve wanted to grow giant watermelons since you were a kid!" - With a foxtail grass stem between his teeth and his hands in his pockets, Zhao Xici was surveying the kingdom he’d built when someone grabbed him by the ear and dragged him to a matchmaking date. Covered in yellow mud, he looked like he’d just fled a famine. The young woman across from him wore a cake-style dress and high heels, looking every bit like a runaway princess. "Zhao! Xi! Ci!" Her shout made him jolt. He hadn’t even scraped the mud off his pants when he followed her gaze and recognized her. People really did change as they grew up. She was so pretty now, nothing like the kid who used to eat her own boogers. "When we were at school, you stole one of my lollipops!" That’s right. You even went out of your way to report him, then watched his mother chase him down two whole streets with a broom, laughing so hard she got snot bubbles. "You gave me a ride on your bike, and the wheel got my skirt caught!" You vain little thing. You wore a mosquito net like a fairy costume and insisted on riding his bike. Then your skirt got caught, and you cried and cried until you got a candied hawthorn skewer out of him. "And you... put a spider in my pencil case to scare me..." Zhao Xici scraped the dried mud from his pant leg. "So?" "Were you in love with me but couldn’t have me?" Zhao Qiqi lifted her chin slightly, as proud as a peacock. Zhao Xici gave a scornful laugh, as if she’d said something ridiculous. Zhao Qiqi pretended not to hear or see him and went on. "This fairy is in a good mood today, so I’ll give you a chance. Let’s give us a try!" Zhao Xici pulled out a chair, crossed his legs, and laughed. "Sure, Fairy Zhao." -- Upcoming novel: When Springtime Comes The day she returned, Zhu Siyun’s world came crashing down. The drizzling rain of the Magic City swept up the northwestern sandstorm and turned it into muddy soup. The mud children gleefully smeared everywhere became the inn called "Under the Spring Tree." In front of the muddy window, a pale yellow flower struggled to grow from a crack in the mud, its leaves a lush green. Lu Chidong crooked a finger at her, grinning carelessly. "Look, you’ve blossomed." Zhu Siyun glanced at the snow outside and thought he was crazy. Theme: Be civilized and polite.