The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 177 Stalker and Shaman
"Xiao Ai, after walking around, why do I feel like you're more like an art teacher?"

"Mr. Yu, uh, Brother Yu, I also think you don't look like a designer, but more like a businessman."

“Can’t business people understand design and art?”

"Of course not, I just feel that way. If you weren't pretending to be profound before, I would think you know a lot."

"Haha, that's a good point. If you weren't following me on purpose, I would also think that I met you because of fate through art!"

"..."

In the restaurant bar in front of the art gallery, Yu Fei and Xiao Ai sat here to rest after taking a walk.

The chat was pleasant enough, except that they would secretly poke each other from time to time.

The sun was shining brightly. While Yu Fei was chatting with Xiao Ai, he looked at this female character who made a brief appearance in "Ex-Files 4" with great interest.

Compared with the original drama, the appearance of the other party in reality is actually somewhat different. This is why when Yu Fei traveled through several worlds before and saw some characters, he only felt that they looked familiar, but could not confirm who they were.

The Xiao Ai in front of him not only looks younger, but also seems to have a more outstanding appearance than in the original drama.

After all, according to the timeline, the other party should appear five or six years later, so there is still a difference.

Moreover, the other person's personality seems to be different now.

"Yu Fei, don't you think it's rude of you to stare at me like that?"

Xiao Ai looked at Yu Fei with a smile on her face, and after she finished speaking, she lowered her head, held the juice in both hands and took a sip.

Yu Fei was not embarrassed at all. He just smiled and said, "You are so beautiful. I am a layman so I would naturally want to take a closer look. Besides, do you believe me when I say I am reading your face?"

"Face reading?" Xiao Ai was stunned, then she pouted and smiled, "Brother, these days you can get better conversation if you say you can read the horoscopes."

"Chatting?" Yu Fei shook his head and asked with a smile, "If it is a chat, then your behavior of following me before should be considered a chat. At most, I just responded to your chat."

"..."

When Xiao Ai heard this, she didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she subconsciously adjusted her glasses which had no prescription.

Yu Fei continued, "Besides, I am indeed reading your face. For example, I just saw from your face that you are an art teacher."

Xiao Ai directly refuted: "Then you are wrong, I haven't graduated yet."

She is currently studying for a master's degree in the Art Department of Sichuan University, but she really wants to be an art teacher.

"That's the future. Art teacher is your goal career in the future."

Xiao Ai pursed her lips, changed her tone and said with a smile: "You said you can read faces, you just stared at me for so long, what else did you see?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Fei did not rush to answer. Instead, he put down the cup seriously, then leaned forward slightly and stared at the other person's face carefully.

Xiao Ai was originally smiling calmly as he looked at her face, but when Yu Fei looked at her for a while and then stared into her eyes, she started to blush. Finally, she couldn't hold on for a few seconds and lowered her head.

At this time, Yu Fei pretended to think about it and said, "I can see that you will be an older leftover woman and your mother will urge you to get married."

"..."

As soon as Yu Fei opened his mouth, the ambiguous atmosphere that existed when the two of them just stared at each other quietly was completely destroyed.

Xiao Ai raised her head with an angry look on her face and said, "You are the leftover woman!"

Yu Fei said with a smile: "Why are you angry? This is what I saw from your face." Yu Fei was indeed a little exaggerated here, but not much.

Anyway, the definition of leftover men and women is very vague. In the original drama, Xiao Ai is a blind date introduced by Meng Yun's mother. She has a master's degree and is an art teacher. No matter how you look at it, she has some connection with the pressure to get married.

It's just nonsense anyway. It won't be a big loss to Yu Fei even if it falls apart.

Seeing that Xiao Ai still had anger on her face, Yu Fei continued, "Besides, I can see something else from your face."

"What?" Although Xiao Ai felt that the person in front of her was talking nonsense, she wanted to see what else he could come up with.

Yu Fei stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers a few times, then smiled and said, "After looking at your face, I figured out that we do have a complicated connection."

My brother's mother's old classmate's neighbor is her mother!
This origin, um...why doesn't it count?
However, Xiao Ai laughed: "Brother, I thought you could come up with something else, but after all this time you just want to say that we are destined to be together? Isn't that a bit old-fashioned?"

"Hey, let me reiterate, we just met today because you suddenly followed me. I didn't mean to flirt with you, so what I said wasn't to pursue you, it was just small talk! As for whether what I said was right, you will know it later."

After drinking some juice, Yu Fei replied that he did not say anything nonsense, and he did not care whether the other party believed it or not.

Xiao Ai nodded. Since the other party said so, she would just treat it as casual chat.

She was not a woman who was eager to get married. She met Yu Fei by chance and had no intention of developing any relationship with him.

Although she didn't like what the other person said, it was no big deal because she would just say it back verbally anyway.

"Brother, I saw you talked a lot while visiting the exhibition just now, so I'm curious about what style of art you like best?"

"Well, I'm quite philanthropic. I like everyone. I don't have a favorite."

"What about the theme? There are so many themes for artistic creation. Which one do you prefer? You don't like all of them, do you?"

"That's not the case. Let me think about it. Love, I like it very much."

"Eh~ I thought someone like you would like art themes that are grand or thought-provoking, such as life, nature, social thoughts, etc."

"Like me? What am I like? Besides, isn't the theme of love grand and thought-provoking? It transcends time and space, crosses national boundaries, and even crosses races. Don't you like it?"

"Like, uh, so when you were looking at the exhibition, you sighed or showed emotion from time to time because you were thinking about love?"

"No, I was thinking that if the beautiful girl who was following me didn't chat me up, I would leave."

"..."

……

A new week arrived and Yu Fei returned to work. As soon as he sat down in the office, Meng Yun came in like a hanged ghost.

"Fuck, what's wrong with you? Did the Black Mountain Demon suck your yang energy?"

Yu Fei watched Meng Yun sit down tremblingly, holding his waist, and couldn't help asking, "Did he play a lot this weekend?"

Meng Yun waved his hands and said weakly: "Don't mention it, I went to rescue my ex-girlfriend last night."

"??"

Early in the morning, Yu Fei's brain suddenly crashed due to this sentence.

(End of this chapter)