Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 467 Xu Yue, offline!
"Xiao Mou... what do you mean by that?"

Huang Bohan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

It's strange, since we're not officially together, but being asked this question suddenly made me feel guilty, like I'd been caught having an affair by my wife.

"No."

Da Huang also categorically denied it: "There is no other relationship between me and Senior Xu Yue. We were just friends before."

The reason for adding "before" is that Huang Bohan felt that after the confrontation last night, they might not even be able to remain friends.

Mu Jiawen didn't notice Da Huang's "unique little thoughts," but she breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that the two were not a couple.

"That's good, that's good!"

Xiao Mou patted his chest: "Is it convenient for you to meet now? I have something to tell you, but you have to judge for yourself how to do it."

"I'm at the bubble tea shop near the basketball court. Where are you? I'll come find you."

Huang Bohan's subconscious reaction was that he would rather work hard himself than trouble others.

"Need not."

Xiao Mu said quickly and directly, "I'll come find you. See you at the basketball court."

"Ah... OK..."

Huang Bohan had no idea what Xiao Mou was going to say, but thinking about how Mou Jiawen had taken the initiative to ask him to meet, he suddenly felt a little thirsty and couldn't help but start to let his mind wander:
"Is there something so important that it can't be explained over the phone?"

"Aren't you afraid her boyfriend, who helps her hand out flyers, will be jealous?"

"Is she asking this kind of question because she actually minds me dating?"

It can only be said that Huang Bohan and Chen Zhe are essentially the type of people who are secretly passionate. However, Chen Zhe has been tempered in a complex and ruthless environment, and his worldly wisdom and indifference have gradually masked his frivolity and naivety.

However, at Da Huang's age, he is still in the stage of "being prone to daydreaming" and "having a mixture of inferiority and confidence".

"Sister Yun."

Huang Baihan called to the store manager, Jiang Qiaoyun, "I have to leave now. Please take care of me."

Jiang Qiaoyun, who was too busy to even look up, only glanced at him briefly and didn't have time to respond.

……

At a monastic university like South China University of Technology, the proportion of single people far exceeds that of dating enthusiasts, so the energetic guys will play basketball even in the middle of the day.

The milk tea shop was quite close by, so Huang Bohan stood outside for a while after he arrived.

Then, as if sensing something, he suddenly turned around and saw a familiar figure running towards him.

She wore a pink and white pleated skirt, and her shirt collar had a delicate bow, making her look cute and playful. The sunlight, like a comb cut by white clouds, fell strand by strand on her delicate and lovely face.

So, the sound of the basketball hitting the ground, "thump thump thump," reached Huang Bohan's ears outside the court, and became a heavy drumbeat pounding in his heart.

"Hey, beautiful!"

Suddenly, a boy on the basketball court shouted, "Could you please throw the ball over here?"

It turned out that someone's layup attempt was blocked, and the basketball rolled all the way to her feet.

The girl in the pleated skirt was very approachable. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked up the basketball, and threw it hard, which caused the boys to yell in surprise.

Girls of this caliber are quite rare at South China University of Technology. When she stands on the basketball court, the basketball boys get excited.

Every time I make a difficult jump shot, I can't help but glance at the girl in the pleated skirt, hoping she'll notice my handsome appearance.

Unfortunately, Mu Jiawen wasn't there to see handsome guys at all; she walked straight towards Huang Bohan.

Huang Bohan felt inexplicably inferior. Mu Jiawen seemed to become more and more beautiful every day after starting university, and her temperament was far superior to that of her high school days.

Many freshmen and sophomores have almost no change in appearance, personality, or hobbies from high school, but girls inexplicably become more fashionable and feminine once they enter university.

However, Xiao Mou was already close by. Huang Bohan glanced at her, then quickly lowered his head, his gaze finally landing on the ground as he greeted her: "Um... is something urgent?"

"It's not bad."

Mu Jiawen's tone no longer carried the urgency she had shown on the phone earlier.

"I just heard some rumors about Senior Xu Yue."

She tilted her head and put her hands on her hips, a posture somewhat reminiscent of her high school days, and said hesitantly, "But on the way here, I thought that since you two haven't officially started dating, I shouldn't say anything more."

Mu Jiawen felt that since she had only heard Minister Zhu's side of the story and there was no solid evidence, and more importantly, Huang Bohan had not even been dating Xu Yue, she was not worried that he would be deceived.

Even if those things are true, they are Xu Yue's personal issues. I don't agree with them, but there's no need to spread them around.

"Oh."

Huang Bohan could sense that Xiao Mou had initially been in a hurry to remind him of something, but later changed his mind.

"I'm leaving!"

Xiao Mou was quite decisive; since there was no need to remind him, he turned around and went back to take a nap.

She was as decisive as Nezha riding on his Wind Fire Wheels; after flashing her spear and finding no monster, she turned and flew away.

"what?"

Huang Bohan was still trying to adjust to the nervousness of meeting Xiao Mou when suddenly it was time for the "886" part.

To give an inappropriate analogy, it's like a guy opening a webpage, seeing the "FBI Warning" message in the first second of a video, and then immediately masturbating.

"Uh... wait a minute..."

Huang Bohan called out from behind.

He had a feeling that, although it had been less than 24 hours, the information about [Xu Yue] in his mind had suddenly increased a lot.

Some of this information was actively sought out, some was passively received, and some was forcibly inserted.

Each of them is like a fragmented jigsaw puzzle, slowly piecing together a person's most authentic outline before one's eyes.

There aren't enough fragments yet; it still feels like something's missing, especially around Xu Yue's eyes and heart, where two crucial pieces of cardboard are missing.

Perhaps it was this urgent impulse to see a person clearly, or perhaps Huang Bohan also wanted to find a reason to "keep" Mu Jiawen around.

Just as Xiao Mou was about to leave, Huang Bohan calmly said, "Xu Yue committed suicide last night."

"what?"

Mu Jiawen shuddered, her eyes widening slowly. After a long pause, she asked, "Why did she commit suicide?"

"I do not know."

Huang Bohan shook his head: "Everything was fine at first, but then she suddenly got angry and went back to her dorm. When I called to ask her about it, I was just stating some facts, but she said I didn't believe her and that she had to prove her innocence in this way."

"Is that so?"

The shock in Mu Jiawen's eyes lingered for a long time; it was the first time in her world that someone she knew had committed suicide.

"its not right!"

But a moment later, Mu Jiawen suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked, "Xu Yue and I live in the same dormitory building. If she had committed suicide, there would have been a lot of news about her today."

"Last time, a dorm had a fight in the middle of the night, and the next day everyone knew about it."

Mu Jiawen looked at Huang Bohan: "Why is our building still so quiet all day today...?"

"Yes!"

Huang Bohan suddenly realized that this was a very illogical loophole.

What college student doesn't love gossip? It would be an exaggeration to say that if an ambulance from 120 really drove into the campus, everyone would know about it, but people in the same dormitory building should at least have heard about it.

"besides."

Xiao Mou, with the hem of her pleated skirt tucked in, naturally sat down on the stone steps of the basketball court.

After Huang Bohan sat down, she pondered and asked, "Think about it again. Before she threw a tantrum and went back to her dorm, did you say anything or do anything? There must be a reason why a girl throws such a big tantrum."

"Well……"

Recalling what happened last night wasn't too difficult. Huang Bohan said as he thought, "It doesn't seem like anything special. It's just that I later told her that half of the milk tea shop's profits went to Chen Zhe..."

At this point, Huang Bohan suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Jiawen.

It was like an unbelievable realization, or a hesitant attempt to verify something.

Mu Jiawen bit her lip with her little tiger teeth, and after a moment whispered:
"I heard something today. Senior Xu Yue has a first love boyfriend with whom she has never broken up. They meet every one or two weeks."

"Student Union Vice President Dong Yong, it seems he also dated Senior Xu Yue."

“There was a senior in the School of Electrical Engineering named Le Zhengquan. His family was quite wealthy. He gave all his pocket money to senior Xu Yue. Later, he was finally woken up and went abroad heartbroken.”

……

Huang Bohan is not stupid; at least his IQ is not low. Otherwise, how could he have gotten into a 985 university?

However, due to her introverted personality, her ability to explore and summarize external social phenomena is not only inferior to Chen Zhe's, but also far inferior to Mu Jiawen's.

Of course, these kinds of people are very good at research, so when God closes a door, He always opens a window.

However, Xu Yue was still too arrogant, openly bullying Huang Bohan, thinking she could easily defeat him. Who would have thought that someone would be piloting a Gundam in this life?

As Xiao Mou continued to relay the information, it gradually matched Huang Bohan's impression.

Xu Yue does indeed suddenly leave school every one or two weeks on Thursdays, claiming she's going to visit relatives in Guangzhou.
When I first met Xu Yue last year, she was indeed quite wealthy. She used high-end cosmetics and wore high-quality clothes. She would always insist on paying the bill when we went out to eat. But then she suddenly became "poor".

Previously in the student council, Dong Yong and Xu Yue often chatted and laughed together, so on the day the Royal Tea shop opened, Huang Bohan was puzzled as to why Chairman Dong came to cause trouble. It turned out that it was a pre-planned arrangement.

Finally, when the Royal Tea Shop wasn't popular, she distanced herself from Senior Xu Yue without ever considering a reason.

When the Royal Tea Shop started making money, she finally remembered to look for the answer.

What does this mean?
This shows that she was not concerned about "whether she was becoming distant", but rather "whether the Royal Tea Shop was doing brisk business".

Even last night's suicide attempt was most likely fake, more like a negotiation tactic to achieve a goal.

"Crack!"

In Huang Bohan's mind, a pair of eyes were suddenly pasted onto the jigsaw puzzle that represented Xu Yue's image.

These are eyes filled with greed, selfishness, snobbery, and devoid of any love.

She stared at Huang Bohan with a hint of mockery, as if she were laughing at him, or even at all the boys who had given their all.

Huang Bohan suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. This wasn't the shock of discovering Xu Yue's true colors, but rather a bewilderment at how he could have been infatuated with such a girl.

It's like having your brain tangled in a spider web, completely unable to think, with only the single-minded hope that the other person won't leave you.

This is one of the most incomprehensible, yet frequently occurring, situations in relationships.

Even if you're certain the other person doesn't love you, you still deceive yourself and find an excuse to keep trying to please them—"I checked, their zodiac sign means they don't like to reply to messages."

Looking back, I should thank "that thorn in the police station" for allowing me to maintain a distance from Xu Yue during our reconnection.

Da Huang wasn't lying; it wasn't that he wanted to force Xu Yue to stay at Royal Tea, he just didn't know how to ask her to leave.

"Perhaps this is the price of youth."

Huang Bohan silently lowered his head, watching the ants crawl around at his feet.

Childhood was so much better. Carefree and without worries, we could watch ants moving house and wait for stones to bloom. There weren't so many bad people around.

As I was thinking, I looked up and found the basketball court was empty. I didn't know where the basketball boys had gone. I checked the time and it was already around 2:30.

Thankfully, I'm not all alone.

The girl with small tiger teeth, wearing a pleated skirt, was still sitting next to me.

"Class begins."

Huang Baihan said.

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Mou nodded her chin, clearly aware of the time.

"Why don't you go?"

After a moment of silence, Huang Bohan suddenly asked.

"I feel like you might not be suited to be alone right now."

Mu Jiawen squinted her curved eyes and replied with a bright smile.

"Okay."

Huang Bohan stood up from the ground, suppressing his gratitude, and said in a calm and sincere tone, "Thank you, I'm fine now."

That would be great!

Mu Jiawen dusted herself off and turned to leave without looking back: "I need to hurry back to the classroom! I have a major class this afternoon, I'm probably going to get a hard scolding!"

This time, Nezha really did leave on his Wind Fire Wheels.

Huang Bohan watched silently until she disappeared into the shade of the trees around the corner. A sudden west wind rose, swirling the leaves in the air.

Huang Bohan felt that it was very much like his former self, unable to settle down and take root, yet unable to rise to great heights, filled with contradictions and entanglements.

Ultimately, they missed out on the best possible outcome.

……

"Chen Zhe!"

Huang Bohan didn't go to the classroom. Instead, he called his best friend and immediately told him about what happened at noon and his thoughts.

"Wait, slow down."

Chen Zhe had only been listening for a short while when he couldn't help but start shouting.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Chen repeated, "What... I'm finally awake. No wonder I never saw Xu Yue on Thursdays before... The suicide attempt must be fake... Ants crawling on the ground... A jigsaw puzzle. I can see Xu Yue's eyes, but her heart is missing... I'm so grateful to Xiao Mou..."

"He rambles on and on, never getting to the point."

Chen sighed: "Are you trying to do quantum entanglement? Describing everything—microscopic, macroscopic, real, and imaginable—into a single sentence?"

"I have so much to say."

Dahuang scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

In fact, Chen Zhe was the "director-in-chief." Zhu Xiuxiu immediately reported that the mission was completed right after she finished lunch with Xiao Mou.

Based on Huang Bohan's feedback, Chen Zhe feels that the treatment has been effective.

Mu Jiawen still cared about Huang Bohan after all, and couldn't let go of the news that was bad for him.

It's just unclear whether this "inability to let go" is a seed of affection or a blossoming of friendship.

“It’s fine to talk too much, but I’m a little skeptical that you’ve finally come to your senses.”

Chen, speaking calmly into the receiver, posed three questions:

"First, if Xu Yue comes looking for you again, will you see her?"

"Secondly, if you don't see her and she continues to pressure you with threats of suicide, what solutions are there?"

"Third, if you really want to thank Xiao Mou, then express it to her personally. What are you saying to me?"

Huang Baihan paused for a moment, then honestly replied, "Subjectively, I don't want to have anything to do with Xu Yue anymore, but she's coming over, and I don't know how to get rid of her."

"but……"

Huang Bohan paused for a moment and then said, "I originally planned to meet tonight. If I decline, Xu Yue should understand what I mean."

Huang Bohan, as usual, used his own judgment to interpret the other person's behavior. He said, "After all, people still have a sense of shame. Now that we've seen through her true colors, would Xu Yue still resort to such a clumsy fake suicide? As for Xiao Mou..."

Huang Bohan's voice stopped abruptly, without mentioning Mu Jiawen.

In fact, he was very grateful to Xiao Mou. From his perspective, if it weren't for the messages from Mou Jiawen, as well as her subsequent analysis and companionship, Xu Yue's "personality puzzle" might not have been completed so quickly.

But she has a boyfriend. Huang Bohan tried his best to remain calm, even though he was feeling agitated, so as not to do anything excessive.

"that's it?"

However, Chen clicked his tongue and said, "I am not satisfied with any of your answers."

"Then what should I do?"

Huang Bohan, puzzled, asked for clarification.

"I have something to do, you go to class first."

Chen didn't say much and hung up the phone directly.

Given Da Huang's age, experience, and personality, he couldn't say, "Xu Yue, if you shamelessly come any closer, I'm going to kick you out right now!"

Furthermore, if Xu Yue were to resort to some underhanded tricks, or even throw a tantrum and act like a rogue in public, he might not know how to deal with it.

"The best course of action is to tear down all of Xu Yue's pretenses and make her feel utterly ashamed in front of Huang Bohan. Otherwise, if there is even the slightest chance, she will definitely cling to him again like she did last night."

As Chen pondered this in his mind, he picked up his phone and contacted Zhu Xiuxiu, muttering to himself sarcastically, "She's really going all out for her son."

"Hello~"

After the call connected, Zhu Xiuxiu deliberately lowered her voice: "President Chen, I'm different from you. Even if you don't have to attend classes, the school won't dare to let you fail to graduate, but for us ordinary people, failing a course at the end of the semester really means having to retake it."

"Sorry, I didn't know you were in class. I'll contact you later."

Chen apologized immediately; he was usually very polite and easy to talk to.

"That's not necessary."

With a rustling of benches, Zhu Xiuxiu appeared outside the classroom, presumably with her phone in hand, and her voice suddenly rose: "Do you have any further instructions?"

"Senior Sister, you're too kind."

Chen smiled and said, "You've helped me so much, I should be thanking you."

"President Chen promised me yesterday that I could go directly into backtracking after graduation, so that still stands, right?"

Zhu Xiuxiu asked, half-jokingly.

"of course it's true."

Chen's eyes flickered.

The saying "seeing the big picture from small details" applies here. Just looking at this small matter, Zhu Xiuxiu demonstrated decisiveness and accuracy in carrying out the leader's intentions.

She has one more year until graduation, at which point she can be recruited into the retrospective administrative system as a management trainee and trained.

"However, Senior Sister Zhu didn't seem to care yesterday, why is she suddenly interested today?"

Chen looked somewhat strange.

"Old Meng called this afternoon. He didn't ask what you wanted to see me about, but he was worried that I wouldn't be able to handle it well."

Zhu Xiuxiu explained with a smile, "Later, when he heard that you were willing to specially recruit me into the company, Lao Meng said with a pain in his heart that he was still a temporary worker, and he didn't want his employee number to be lower than mine, and he would have to call me 'senior' in a humble manner."

"That shouldn't be the case. As long as the market response to the project is positive, Engineer Meng will be able to become a full-time employee soon."

Chen said with a smile.

Even if Chen Zhe had a good impression of Zhu Xiuxiu, he shouldn't expect to get a definite answer from her. Leaders don't make promises lightly; one must always maintain a degree of flexibility.

After chatting for a while, Chen finally got to the point: "I heard from Huang Bohan that Xu Yue usually meets her first boyfriend on Thursdays?"

"I really don't know that."

Zhu Xiuxiu thought for a moment and realized she didn't recall the question, so she asked, "Should I go and find out?"

"Need not."

Chen Zhe did not agree. Asking about it rashly would only arouse Xu Yue's suspicion, and the news was likely true.

Zhu Xiuxiu didn't know, because she was neither Xu Yue's roommate nor Xu Yue's admirer.

When Huang Bohan was at his most devoted last year, he noticed that Xu Yue would disappear without a trace every Thursday and wouldn't reply to messages at night.

Chen guessed that Thursday was chosen because it was related to the schedules of the two people; Xu Yue and her first boyfriend probably had fewer classes that day.

As for why they chose to meet on Thursday instead of Saturday or Sunday, Chen Zhe could understand.

Xu Yue needs to maintain a "single" persona at school. If she disappears on weekends, who would believe she is single?
This is similar to how a scumbag will actually stay obediently by his wife's side on Valentine's Day or 520, because unusual behavior on special days will only arouse suspicion.

"You have Xu Yue's ID card, right?"

Chen asked, "This is the main reason I made this call."

"Yes, I have."

Zhu Xiuxiu immediately said, "Student council officers all have personal information forms. What does President Chen need these for?"

"nothing."

Chen Zhe didn't answer any overly sensitive questions, but vaguely said, "The puzzle is missing a heart, so let's help Huang Bohan complete it."

"What do you mean?"

Zhu Xiuxiu didn't understand, but Chen had already hung up the phone.

However, today is Wednesday, and Chen almost missed out on buying the big meat buns from the cafeteria because he was disturbed last night.

Considering what was just said, could there be some news tomorrow, Thursday?
Zhu Xiuxiu felt a strange sense of anticipation and sent Xu Yue's ID number over.

……

Around 5 p.m., Senior Sister Xu Yue, who thought she had done everything she could but hadn't figured anything out and was actually kept in the dark, was caught completely in the dark.

I was slightly dissatisfied with Huang Bohan's decision not to send any more messages all afternoon.

But this is fine too, as these "charges" can be added together as material for "trial" of Huang Bohan when we meet later.

This is actually a form of PUA (Pick-Up Artist) tactics, which involves exaggerating minor issues and making accusations against others.

Before going downstairs, Xu Yue took out a small mirror and vigorously wiped her lips with a tissue until they were pale and bloodless. She then looked at the thick gauze wrapped around her wrist with satisfaction before dialing Huang Bohan's number.

After ringing for several tens of seconds, the call automatically stopped.

"No one answered?"

Xu Yue's first thought was that Huang Bohan was busy at the Royal Tea Shop. She was pondering whether she should "considerately" go to find him or "delicately" ask him to come over.

Suddenly, my phone received a message.

It was sent by Huang Bohan.

Although she hadn't seen the specific details yet, Xu Yue had a strange, bad feeling.

The action of "not answering the phone but replying to messages" either means that the other party is in a meeting and it is inconvenient for them to answer the phone.

If not for this reason, the underlying logic of this behavior is "wanting to communicate in the simplest way possible".

Opening the message bar, there were only a few words:
Senior Sister Xu, I have some things to do tonight and won't have time to meet you. Take good care of yourself.

Xu Yue initially thought someone had sent it to the wrong number, but after checking the sender's number again, she was certain it was Huang Bohan.

After a long pause, she suddenly became very angry.

"I even attempted suicide for you, and you don't even care?"

This is Xu Yue's logic: even if the suicide attempt is fake, your concern cannot be faked!
"why?"

Xu Yue immediately asked, "No wonder you can catch so many fish at the same time, it turns out you type so fast."

Less than three seconds after the message was sent, perhaps feeling that Huang Bohan's reply was too slow, Xu Yue immediately made another phone call.

This time, it wasn't that no one answered; the call was simply disconnected.

Xu Yue immediately became irritated!

There's a kind of frustration where you call 119 when there's a fire, but the line is constantly busy.

"Why? What's he thinking?!"

Xu Yue, unwilling to give up, made another call.

Perhaps she never imagined that this scene was exactly what she had done last night and countless times before toying with "Huang Bohan and other boys".

Huang Bohan still didn't answer, but he did send a message.

He's still too thin-skinned; deliberately not replying to messages makes it seem like he "owes" someone a favor.

Huang Bohan: I'm not at school because I have something to do.

Xu Yue: What about my wrist injury? What about the fact that I almost died last night? What about the fact that I can't eat all day?
If it were Chen Zhe, he would probably just block him if faced with this kind of unreasonable argument.

Only Huang Bohan typed back, in a serious and methodical manner, "Senior Sister Xu, did you really commit suicide?"

"Cock!"

Xu Yue's heart skipped a beat. What did Huang Bohan mean by that? Did he know the truth?

"That's impossible, how could he possibly know?"

Xu Yue had no idea that her past had been thoroughly exposed, and she still stubbornly insisted, "Didn't you see the photos of me at the hospital? Didn't you see the photos of my bleeding wrists? Huang Bohan, I never thought you were this kind of person. If you still don't believe me..."

"Then let's meet!"

Xu Yue was betting that Huang Bohan wouldn't have the courage to ask to have the bandage removed to check if there were any knife marks on his wrist.

However, she still miscalculated, because Huang Bohan was very determined this time and did not intend to give her any chance to meet.

Of course, he didn't delve too deeply into the topic of "suicide," but simply told Xu Yue formally, "Senior Sister Xu, you don't need to help out at the milk tea shop anymore. I'll transfer your wages from the past few days to you."

"Why would I care about a salary of two or three hundred yuan?"

Upon seeing the message, Xu Yue slammed her phone on the table with a "bang" and said angrily, "I want the entire revenue of the Royal Tea Shop!"

"Baihan, can you tell me why I did this? My wrist really hurts..."

Xu Yue threw a tantrum, but when she realized it was useless, she changed her attitude and started playing the victim.

Unfortunately, this tactic also failed; Huang Bohan, who was originally kind and honest, suddenly hardened his heart.

The more they talked, the harder they became.

"If you don't explain yourself clearly, I'll be waiting for you at the bubble tea shop!"

Just as Chen had predicted, when all other options were exhausted, Xu Yue resorted to shameless tactics.

Huang Bohan couldn't help but worry. He was most afraid that Xu Yue would do something detrimental to Royal Tea. Even if it was just arguing at the door, it would affect the reputation of Royal Tea if word got out.

Huang Bohan panicked for a moment, but still chose to call Chen Zhe.

My best friend's business now spans several provinces; he should have a solution.

"Xu Yue is trying to ruin things."

Chen Zhe wasn't worried at all after hearing this. He even said with a smile, "That's absolutely unacceptable. The Great Sage was sentenced to 500 years for smashing the South Heavenly Gate. How could Xu Yue have more face than the Great Sage?"

"Oh shit!"

Huang Bohan is now very worried and doesn't want to joke at all: "I really don't know what to do."

"Then let's avoid it for now."

Chen thought for a moment and said, "Don't have a direct conflict with her recently, otherwise it will be like mud falling into your crotch, even if it's not shit, it will still be shit. Fortunately, Xu Yue doesn't have very deep feelings for you, so she won't keep bothering you every day."

Although the truth was a bit harsh, Huang Bohan didn't care anymore. He said with a troubled expression, "I can't keep hiding like this. There are still many things to do at the store."

"Just wait a week or two."

Chen seemed indifferent, casually saying, "Just consider it a vacation for myself."

"All right……"

Huang Bohan thought his best friend had no other choice but to sigh and accept the suggestion.

However, after hanging up the phone, Chen Zhe quietly looked at Xu Yue's ID number on his phone.

He didn't tell Huang Bohan his plan. As a leader within the system, even if he was 90% sure he could get something done, he would still say, "It's not feasible in principle. We have to discuss it at a meeting."

However, this was tough on Da Huang, as he had already heard from his employees that Xu Yuezhen had gone to the milk tea shop.

She sat on a chair outside, her face cold and she didn't greet anyone. Her hand was wrapped in gauze, and no one knew what had happened.

Between the two options of "going back to the store to communicate with Xu Yue" and "listening to my best friend and not being impatient," Huang Bohan hesitated for a moment, and this time he finally stopped being presumptuous.

This is actually the kind of rhythm that Chen Zhe wanted to see.

If I, a top-ranked player, help a bronze-ranked player climb the ranks, as long as he stays under the tower and farms cautiously without recklessly "feeding" kills, the opposing team will definitely get anxious first.

Like Xu Yue, she sat outside the milk tea shop, making countless phone calls, but Huang Bohan never answered or returned them, maintaining a completely detached stance.

Finally, Xu Yue called her "best friend" Chen Yidan.

"Dandan, do you know Huang Bohan?"

Xu Yue felt that Huang Bohan's recent change meant he knew something, especially since he had just questioned the authenticity of the "suicide" claim, a fact known only to her best friend Chen Yidan. This showed that Xu Yue was panicking.

She was like a sailor who had been shipwrecked, soaking in the icy seawater, not knowing which way was land, wandering aimlessly like a headless fly.

How did I come to know him?

Chen Yidan was taken aback for a moment, then replied with a wry smile, "I have absolutely no way of contacting Huang Bohan. What happened?"

"Oh, nothing."

Xu Yue had little desire to explain, nor did she quite believe Chen Yidan's words.

Perhaps it was when Chen Yidan came to the school to visit him that she bought a cold drink at Royal Tea Shop and got to know Huang Bohan?
Both of them have the same personality; even if it's harmful to others and doesn't benefit themselves, Chen Yidan might do it if she can enjoy watching others make a fool of themselves.

She kept blaming this and doubting that, but just as Chen said, she had no feelings for Huang Bohan and lost patience after waiting for more than an hour.

After dialing again without a response, Xu Yue grabbed her phone and cursed, "Men should all die," before kicking her high heels and storming off in anger.

The employees at the milk tea shop looked at each other, wondering what had upset this college student who usually acted as a "confidante."

Xu Yue was still angry when she returned to the dormitory, but none of her roommates paid attention to her emotions.

Xu Yue initially gained admission to Huagong University through the minority ethnic group bonus policy. In her area, a score of 400 out of 750 on the exam was enough to get into a top-tier university.

Xu Yue scored less than 500 points on the college entrance exam that year. In the context of China's four provinces, that score was practically enough to get her into any university.

Therefore, Xu Yue and her roommates who were admitted through the proper examinations were completely different kinds of people.

Xu Yue disliked her roommate for only burying herself in her studies, and her roommate didn't quite understand her lifestyle; they had almost nothing in common.

But she felt very frustrated. Chen Yidan was now a "suspect". Xu Yue stared at her phone for a moment, then suddenly picked it up and sent a message to a number.

Xu Yue: What are you doing?
Ban Hong: Drinking with friends.

Xu Yue: Eat, eat, eat! All you do is drink all day! You said you'd give me a good life in the future, but what can you do after graduating from that lousy school? You have no ambition at all.

Ban Hong: These are all top students in the school. If I drink them well, they will be successful in whatever they do in the future.

Xu Yue gave a disdainful sneer. The worse the school, the more "talented students" it produces.

It's all just bragging. After drinking a couple of pounds of fake liquor, they'll start by saying things like, "Back in my second year of high school, I made over 1000 million..."

Xu Yue had met Chen Zhe and talked to some outstanding male students at South China University of Technology. They might be very proud inside, but without exception, they all appeared quite humble.

Xu Yue is very realistic. She never takes advantage of her first boyfriend's advances. The main reason she didn't break up with him was that she hadn't found a suitable replacement.

Or he finds someone to take over, only to be dumped again very quickly.

Therefore, Xu Yue is always in a state of "looking for a better horse while riding a donkey," and even if she finds a better horse, she won't easily throw away this "first love donkey."

Even if I break up with Ma, or we have a fight, I'll still have someone to rely on emotionally, and I'll never be alone.

"Let's meet tomorrow, Thursday."

Xu Yue said.

"Didn't we just see each other last Thursday?"

Ban Hong asked, noting that his name carried Han Chinese characteristics characteristic of ethnic minorities.

"I'm a little upset."

Xu Yue typed rapidly: "I'll come to Conghua to find you this afternoon."

Conghua is about 40 to 50 kilometers away from downtown Guangzhou. There is also a so-called university town there, but its quality is nowhere near that of Panyu University Town.

After a moment, Ban Hong replied, "If you're feeling upset, I can come to you. I've never been to your school before."

Xu Yue: What's there to see? The school is a mess, and the constant clanging and banging is so annoying.

Ban Hong: Going shopping is fine too. We've never been to Tiyu West Road or Zhengjia Plaza before.

Xu Yue: There are many luxury stores in Zhengjia Plaza, where a single item can cost one or two thousand yuan. Can you afford to buy those?

Ban Hong: I can't afford it now, but I can in the future, you can trust me.

Xu Yue: Let's wait until we can afford it later.

Why would Xu Yue be shopping with her first love? If her classmates saw them, it would be very difficult to explain.

……

The night was relatively peaceful. Huang Bohan didn't receive any more messages from Xu Yue about dying. Although he was still worried about Huangcha, he was finally able to get a good night's sleep.

The next evening, Huang Bohan, who was about to finish class, suddenly received a message from Chen Zhe, asking him to come out with his ID card as soon as possible.

Huang Bohan thought something had happened and rushed to the school gate, where he saw the 300 million yuan S600.

It wasn't unusual for Chen to be sitting in his own car; what was unusual was that Zhu Xiuxiu was also there.

Huang Bohan was a little confused. Why was Minister Zhu's figure everywhere these past two days?
Chen was on the phone and didn't say anything, just waved for Da Huang to sit in the passenger seat.

Out of complete trust in his best friend, Da Huang got on the bus without knowing anything about it.

With a tap of the accelerator, the S600 sped onto the highway like a ghost.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little awkward. Chen Zhe, who should have been keeping the atmosphere lively, was on the phone. He sounded very busy, talking about matters related to the decision-making learning network, replying to emails, and even real estate agents.

Huang Bohan had no idea that retrospection encompassed so many businesses.

After finally managing to stop and rest for a few seconds, Chen Zhe patted Huang Bohan's chair and said, "Senior Sister Zhu heard that you were threatened by Xu Yue, and she was so indignant that she wanted to stand up for you. She is going to help you solve this problem once and for all."

"what?"

Zhu Xiuxiu and Huang Bohan were both a little surprised.

Zhu Xiuxiu was surprised: When did I say that?
I was reading in the library when I was suddenly called out and asked to bring my ID.

However, given Chen Zhe's status, Zhu Xiuxiu couldn't directly question or refute him.

What surprised Da Huang was, "Why are you spreading this little thing about me everywhere? I'm not that close to Minister Zhu, and besides, can she really solve this?"

So, Da Huang and Zhu Xiuxiu exchanged awkward smiles, then watched in tacit agreement as the cars rushed past outside, and soon Chen's voice on the phone rang in their ears again.

This time, it seems he was talking about a game company.

Da Huang thought to himself that Royal Tea had only opened two stores, but Chen seemed to be involved in two hundred different industries.

However, Chen's tone was not as gentle as before. He seemed to have made up his mind to replace a senior executive in the game company and was trying to eliminate some potential follow-up effects.

Is this what business competition is all about?

As Zhu Xiuxiu and Huang Bohan listened to Chen Zhe's communication and coordination, they felt that this was like a scene they had only seen in TV dramas, so the journey was not so boring.

An hour later, the S600 slowly came to a stop in front of a chain hotel.

"get off!"

Chen said, and immediately opened the door and went downstairs.

"where is this?"

Huang Bohan looked around.

This place seems to be a small, developing city, with endless bulldozers turning the already narrow roads into a maze of potholes, and colorful engine oil fuel floating in the puddles after rain.

The S600 stands out here because the surrounding area is mostly filled with two-wheeled motorcycles, and the cars are limited to inexpensive Japanese models. Occasionally, you might catch a glimpse of a German Buick, which still has government license plates.

"Conghua".

Chen said calmly.

"Conghua? What are we doing here?"

Huang Baihan was even more confused. Although Conghua was officially a county-level city of Guangzhou, the distance was so great that everyone felt that "everyone lived their own lives."

In terms of closeness or distance, Conghua may not be as close to Guangzhou people as Qingyuan in Foshan.

"Senior Sister Zhu said she would take us to see a good show."

Chen left a message and walked into the front desk of the chain hotel to check in.

Faced with Huang Bohan's "seeking answers" gaze, Zhu Xiuxiu could only manage a stiff smile. She had no idea what this scene was all about!

“Young man, if the three of you want to check into a hotel, you need to register your ID cards. It’s a regulation from the Public Security Bureau; you can’t check in without your ID cards.”

The hotel receptionist stared at the two men and one woman in front of her. She was probably used to it. It was just two men and one woman, a threesome.

However, it made Huang Bohan and Zhu Xiuxiu, who were visiting the hotel for the first time, blush deeply.

"Show me your ID card."

Chen was too lazy to argue with the receptionist, but he insisted on staying in room 405 or 403.

"Luckily you didn't want to stay in 404, that room is already taken."

The receptionist rolled her eyes and said.

Chen nodded with a smile. He not only knew that someone lived in 404, but he even knew who lived there.

The police system in 2008 wasn't so strict. As long as you knew your ID number and had a little bit of connections, they could find out which hotel room you stayed in.

After the shy Huang Bohan and Zhu Xiuxiu finished registering and went up the stairs, Da Huang couldn't help but ask again, "What are you doing?"

"I'll help you solve the problem."

Chen replied patiently, but inwardly thought, "Does he really think it's a threesome?"

Upon reaching the fourth floor of the hotel, Chen first peeked out, then turned and shushed, as if afraid someone would discover his arrival.

Zhu Xiuxiu and Huang Bohan looked at each other, wondering why they seemed to be here as spies.

When Chen arrived at the door of room 403, he glanced at room 404 next door as he inserted the card, gave a cold laugh, and then pushed open the door.

A strong smell of laundry detergent mixed with disinfectant wafted through the air. The room was simple and messy, but Chen Zhe didn't plan to sleep there. He sat on the edge of the bed, still dressed, and turned on the TV.

CCTV-8 was showing "Bright Sword" again, which is one of Chen Zhuo's "speed bumps," so I watched it with great interest.

However, Huang Bohan and Zhu Xiuxiu were in a cramped room, unsure whether to sit or stand. Zhu Xiuxiu then gestured to Huang Bohan with her eyes to ask.

When Huang Bohan was with Chen Zhe, he wasn't really that reserved. After all, they had been deskmates for three whole years, and even went to the bathroom together during breaks.

"List……"

Huang Bohan was about to speak when Chen waved his hand to interrupt him.

Big Yellow pouted and swallowed back the words he had just spoken.

He's not stupid; it's unusual for his best friend to make a special trip over when he's so busy.

After watching "Bright Sword" for a while, once the three of them had adjusted to the environment, Chen Zhe suddenly asked, "Can you hear who's talking in room 404 next door?"

Zhu Xiuxiu and Huang Bohan blinked. These chain hotels didn't have real cement walls; some were even made of thin plywood. If you calmed down, you could actually hear some things.

It looked like a man and a woman. Although they were calling each other "husband" and "wife," they seemed to be quite young. They were discussing whether to have barbecue or hot pot for dinner.

"Mr. Chen has a hobby of eavesdropping?"

Zhu Xiuxiu was joking, saying that she had heard that some rich people enjoy having young and beautiful women call them "Dad."

Chen Zhe wasn't angry at being teased; instead, he smiled and said, "Listen again, does that person sound familiar?"

This seemingly insignificant detail, under the cover of the television drama, was followed by the continued sounds of conversation from next door. Zhu Xiuxiu and Huang Bohan, listening intently, suddenly froze in shock.

Huang Bohan suddenly looked at Chen Zhe, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly. He wanted to say something, but he wasn't sure.

"May……"

Zhu Xiuxiu was eager to answer first.

"Silence!"

Chen pressed his hands down, indicating that he shouldn't speak, because if they could hear from here, they could hear from next door too.

However, she had come prepared, while her neighbor was completely unprepared. Moreover, being so far from the city center, she had no sense of security whatsoever and was freely "being herself."

But the female voice that spoke, the occasional harsh tone, the feigned gentleness—it was exactly the same as Xu Yue's!
At this moment, the air in room 403 had quieted down. Zhu Xiuxiu was shocked but treated it as gossip, while Huang Bohan was surprised and amazed by his best friend's energy.

You can even find this!

It sounded like the two people next door had known each other for a long time, because they were talking about their high school days, and they addressed each other as "husband" and "wife" very naturally.

When questioning Xu Yue about the incident last night, Chen Yidan said that Xu Yue was "very innocent and still has her first kiss";
When they first met last year, Xu Yue described herself as "very traditional and slow to warm up."

The worst part is that I almost believed it myself!
"Am I just an idiot in their eyes?"

Huang Bohan gave a wry smile, unsure whether he was laughing at his so-called "slow start" or at his own past foolishness.

Chen noticed the change in Da Huang's expression but remained silent.

A little while later, the two people in room 404 next door, who didn't plan to eat hot pot or barbecue, decided to buy some snacks and go to bed, which is a popular way for college couples to relax.

Having been eavesdropping for so long, Zhu Xiuxiu is basically certain that this is Xu Yue, and the other one is the legendary "first love brother".

However, the previous information was also wrong. It turned out that it wasn't the "first love brother" who came looking for Xu Yue, but rather Xu Yue who hitched a ride to Conghua.

No wonder we've only heard of him but never seen him for so long; it turns out the fishing spot is dozens of kilometers away.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Chen, being a sly fellow, urged, "Why don't you try making a phone call?"

"can!"

Zhu Xiuxiu was simply enjoying the spectacle and wasn't afraid of things getting out of hand. Worried about being discovered, she even went to the bathroom.

As soon as the call was dialed, a clear cell phone ringtone came through the 404 number, along with a "Hello?"

Zhu Xiuxiu used a meeting as an excuse to ask where Xu Yue was.

Xu Yue replied that she had to visit relatives today.

After hanging up the phone, Chen and the others could still hear First Love asking, "Who was that?"

"That tomboy from the student council is such an idiot!"

Xu Yue commented on Zhu Xiuxiu, then said, "Never mind her, let's go out and buy some things."

Next, you can hear the rustling sounds of someone getting dressed and carrying a bag next door.

Chen nudged Huang Bohan: "When they pass by 403 later, should we suddenly open the door?"

"This... let's forget about it."

Huang Bohan felt that since things had already come to this point, was it still necessary to embarrass people in person?

Chen Zhe didn't press the matter, but simply said, "For some people, if you don't tear off the last shred of fig leaf, they can use that fig leaf to weave a world full of lies."

Chen's idea was that if Xu Yue wasn't crushed now, she could still find a reason to clear her name once she recovered.

In the past, Huang Bohan might have been a little suspicious, but last night she almost managed to cover up the betrayal of Chen Zhe, so she had no choice but to believe it.

Just as Da Huang was hesitating, Zhu Xiuxiu had already walked to the door and opened it with a creak.

You called me a "tomboy"?
Then I'll show you my courage!
"Let's meet up with Senior Sister Xu."

Chen patted Da Huang on the shoulder.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Huang Bohan sighed and stood up.

Just then, there was a loud "bang" from next door, which meant the door had been closed. People have this instinctive reaction: when they see that the door next door is open, they will subconsciously look around.

then!

Xu Yue then witnessed a scene she would never forget.

Chen leaned against the door and nodded gently in greeting.

Zhu Xiuxiu had a cold face and crossed her arms disdainfully.

Huang Bohan, whom I had manipulated and who hadn't answered the phone all day yesterday, was now standing in the middle of the doorway.

His gaze was calm, showing no inferiority, excitement, elation, or regret; he even nodded in a friendly manner.

The doorway, only a meter wide, can be crossed in two steps.

However, Xu Yue's soul seemed to remain in the same place.

Xu Yue's first love, Ban Hong, asked with concern, "Xu Yue, why is your face suddenly so pale?"

"No, it's nothing..."

Xu Yue's trembling voice could be heard in the corridor of the chain hotel.

With their departure, everything quickly returned to normal.

The light shone on the floor, creating a play of light and shadow, like a movie ending, dreamlike and illusory, like dew and lightning.

Xu Yue's puzzle is finally complete; it turns out that the place where her heart was was empty.

She has no heart.

……

On the way back to the city from Conghua, Huang Bohan, who had been somewhat sullen, seemed to have figured something out. He suddenly cursed at Chen Zhe: "Damn it! If you're going to set a trap next time, it's fine to drag me into it, but can you at least let me know beforehand?"

"No."

Chen refused, saying, "Your acting is terrible. If you had known earlier, we wouldn't have seen so many of your shows."

"asshole!"

Huang Bohan could only mutter a resentful curse.

But there's no way to refute it, because it's the truth.

At this moment, seeing that everything about Xu Yue was finally over, Zhu Xiuxiu finally asked the question that had been lingering in her heart.

"Mr. Chen."

Zhu Xiuxiu asked, "I understand you want Huang Bohan to see Xu Yue's true colors, but what does this whole thing have to do with Mu Jiawen? Why drag her into it?"

Chen smiled and skillfully passed the buck back: "Senior Sister Zhu, what do you think is the reason?"

"Oh, please stop talking."

Huang Bohan had originally planned to take some time to have a serious talk with Chen Zhe about Xiao Mou's problem.

Don't keep dragging her into this; she's probably very happy now.

"I think..."

Huang Bohan doesn't have much authority in Zhu Xiuxiu's mind yet. He asked her not to talk about it, but Zhu Xiuxiu insisted on talking about it anyway.

"Mr. Chen."

Zhu Xiuxiu deduced, "Is it because you think Jiawen and Huang Bohan are a good match that you pulled Mou Jiawen out of the competition? Actually, after getting to know them, I also think both of them are quite good."

"Baihan, you have to keep going!"

Zhu Xiuxiu joked, "Jiawen is a real beauty at our school. If you're not quick enough, someone else will snatch her away."

"It's too late!"

Huang Bohan muttered to himself.

Zhu Xiuxiu misunderstood Huang Bohan's meaning, thinking that he lacked the courage to confess his feelings. So she encouraged him, "What's too late? Jiawen doesn't have a boyfriend, and you don't have a girlfriend either. Plus, you started your own milk tea chain from scratch. I think guys should be brave enough to try, otherwise it would be a waste of President Chen's good intentions."

"that is!"

Chen nodded as well.

He still doesn't know the reason for the second falling out between "Baiwen is not as good as meeting her once". Huang Bohan resolutely refuses to reveal it, meaning that if Xiao Mou doesn't take the initiative to say it, he won't slander her behind her back.

However, upon hearing Zhu Xiuxiu's words, Huang Bohan, in the passenger seat, suddenly turned his head and stared intently at her: "Is Mu Jiawen single now?"

What does it mean to be single now?

Zhu Xiuxiu said with a wry smile, "We were chatting about this topic at lunch yesterday. She said that apart from liking a silly guy when she first entered college, she has been single ever since."

Huang Bohan suddenly stopped talking.

Xiao Mou is different from Xu Yue. Xu Yue can tell a lie with every breath, but Mou Jiawen's sharp and hard little tiger teeth can't produce the sound of a lie at all.

Chen Zhe also noticed some clues. He couldn't follow Da Huang around all the time, so he couldn't figure out some of the things that happened last year.

However, when he can directly observe changes in other people's facial expressions, he can deduce the crux of the problem from certain details.

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

Chen gently reminded him, "Go back and ask around."

"Shall we ask tonight?"

Huang Bohan felt like a scumbag for immediately seeking out Mu Jiawen after just resolving Xu Yue's problem.

"if not?"

Chen is a typical pragmatist, without so many artsy ideas. He grinned and said, "You can even post articles on QQ blogs, is it really that hard to put aside your pride and ask some questions? You're just a regular guy!"

"Grass!"

Old Huang blushed. This bastard was so busy, yet he still had time to read that article, "At the Time, It Was Just Ordinary".

Although Huang Bohan hesitated verbally, the headlights from the oncoming car shone on his face, and he seemed to be secretly excited, like a patient who had just been discharged from the hospital after having hemorrhoids removed and had accidentally bought a lottery ticket on the way, only to win 500 million yuan.

"Silly~"

Chen shook his head. He guessed that the reason for the second breakup was probably a misunderstanding that had no basis in reality.

After returning to South China University of Technology, Huang Bohan treated Chen Zhe and Zhu Xiuxiu to dinner. Chen Zhe thought everything would go according to his plan.

Around 11 p.m., I received a phone call from Huang Bohan, who was sighing deeply.

"Xu Yue deleted me from QQ."

This is the first situation he mentioned.

Chen remained silent. Xu Yue was still quite intelligent; the fact that they could accurately pinpoint the hotel where the guests were staying meant something she really needed to consider.

"Then, I also asked Xiao Mou."

Huang Bohan added, "There was indeed a misunderstanding before. It turns out that the boy was just an ordinary senior."

Chen Zhe didn't know who "that boy" was either, which was probably the root of the misunderstanding.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, then..."

Chen wanted to know the ending of the story—after the witch was defeated, would the "prince" and "princess" live happily ever after?

"That's no use anyway!"

Huang Bohan sighed, "Xiao Mou told me to be more discerning when looking for a girlfriend next time, so I mustered up the courage to ask, 'Do we still have a chance?'"

"What did Xiao Mou say?"

Chen was a little nervous.

"Xiao Mou said very frankly that she felt it was inappropriate, but since we were still friends, she couldn't tolerate me being deceived by others."

Huang Bohan's tone was filled with melancholy.

It's like when I can't sleep in the early hours of the morning, tossing and turning in bed, I suddenly realize that the person I most wanted to spend my life with has now become a lesson and a memory.

Chen was speechless for a moment.

Judging from Mu Jiawen's behavior at Sun Yat-sen University, she does seem to have let go of this relationship.

"There are two options now."

Chen pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke.

"Which two?"

Huang Bohan was shocked. He was at a loss and didn't know what to do, but Chen actually had two more solutions.

"The first thing is to let fate decide. If you and Xiao Mou are destined to be together, you will eventually find your way back to each other."

However, this seemed too Zen-like, and Huang Bohan remained silent after hearing it.

"the second!"

Chen Zhe roughly understood Huang Bohan's meaning and continued, "I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, 'It's fun to mistreat your wife for a while, but it's like going through a funeral pyre to win her back.' Xiao Mou tried to win her back before, but you were too insecure to accept it, which may be why she no longer believes in you."

“Xiao Mou isn’t a pretentious girl. If she says it’s not suitable, then it really is not suitable.”

Chen earnestly advised, "If you want to start over, you must first forget all those past emotional entanglements and gradually win people over."

"but."

Chen chuckled lightly: "Given how poorly you performed in the last round, I think this will be quite difficult."

"But after going through all this, I've matured a bit."

Huang Bohan said earnestly.

……

The next morning, just as the sun was rising, the wind swept through the bushes, carrying a class schedule from who-knows-which class, rustling the leaves as if youth itself were turning the pages of its own history.

Mu Jiawen's class started at 8 a.m. today. She was already a bit lazy to get out of bed, and by the time she finished washing up, it was almost time for class.

"You're not going to eat breakfast!"

Xiao Mou shouted to his roommate Han Xiao.

"what?"

Han Xiao objected: "But I stayed up all night reading novels last night!"

This is the health philosophy of contemporary college students: even if they stay up all night, eating breakfast is enough to offset the side effects of staying up all night.

"It's too late!"

Mu Jiawen grabbed Han Xiao and rushed downstairs, but when they were on the first floor, they suddenly heard someone calling their name.

Turning my head, I saw Huang Bohan carrying a plastic bag. He seemed quite uncomfortable doing these things, feeling uneasy all over.

"How did you come?"

Of course, Mu Jiawen was not aware of this either.

"Um... I'll bring you breakfast."

Huang Bohan opened the plastic bag, which contained steamed buns, soy milk, and eggs.

"Holy crap! Huang Bohan, did you take the wrong medicine last night?!"

Xiao Mou blurted out that she finally understood what Huang Bohan meant.

There are often guys (boyfriends, potential boyfriends, and simps) bringing breakfast to girls downstairs in the dormitory, but no matter what their status is, Mu Jiawen thinks it's a bit silly.

If you have this much free time, wouldn't it be better to sleep for a couple more minutes?

"Go back, go back, I don't want it, and don't send me anything anymore."

Mu Jiawen wanted to get rid of Huang Bohan.

If it were the old Huang Bohan, who was already feeling awkward, and with people coming and going at the dormitory entrance, he probably would have just carried his breakfast and foolishly headed back home.

But as he said, having experienced this round of setbacks and starting a business from scratch, he may have truly matured a bit.

He noticed Han Xiao staring intently at the food bag in his hand, a longing gleaming in his eyes…

"Hey classmate, let me treat you to this!"

Huang Bohan shoved the food bag into her hand without giving her a chance to refuse, and then turned and ran back.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Mu Jiawen's shouts from behind were useless, and she couldn't catch up with her, especially since her roommate had already started eating. She could only helplessly accept it.

"I think Mr. Huang is alright, he reacts quite quickly."

With her mouth full, Han Xiao said as she walked, "Why don't you agree? That way I can sleep with you until 7:50 every day, and someone will prepare breakfast for us anyway."

"Depend on!"

Mu Jiawen pinched her roommate's waist: "You think two steamed buns are enough to bribe you?"

"Who said that!"

Han Xiao pulled out another egg from the food bag: "Two steamed buns and an egg were all it took to bribe me!"

"goose……"

Xiao Mu was amused and laughed. After a while, she squinted at the slowly rising sun, shook her head and said softly, "But I don't like him anymore."

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(I haven't been able to go out even though I finally have a holiday, please give me tickets!)

(End of this chapter)