After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 657 The Feeling of Heartbreak

Zookeeper Xiao Fang distracted Xi Le and Ji Xiang with food, leaving Ping An to play on the rocking horse by himself.

Si Heng glanced at the time on his watch, tilted his head, and asked, "What other animals do you want to see? We have to leave in an hour."

They have already bought high-speed rail tickets for the afternoon to return to Yunjing.

Today, Jiang Yuan wore a mask and was not recognized on the street. She visited several animal exhibits within an hour.

As soon as she got back to the car, Fu Xiaoxiao held up her phone and asked, "How about going to this restaurant? I saved it to my favorites last night, and the dishes look pretty good."

Jiang Yuan was also feeling hungry. "Okay, let's go eat at this place. It's my treat."

A restaurant that costs 1,000 yuan per person, a meal for four people cost more than 4,000 yuan.

On the way back, Chen Ziqi was noticeably quieter than when he arrived.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt he was not good enough for Fu Xiaoxiao.

Although his family's financial situation was decent, they weren't extravagant enough to spend thousands of yuan on lunch on ordinary days.

If he were with Fu Xiaoxiao, his salary would only be enough to treat her to a few meals, and he wouldn't even be able to afford a gift.

Chen Ziqi buried his face in his schoolbag in frustration, feeling a slight pain in his heart and feeling terrible.

At 7:30 p.m., the high-speed train arrived in Yunjing.

It was dinnertime, so Fu Xiaoxiao suggested we all have dinner together. "I'll treat everyone to barbecue, it's absolutely delicious!"

"Um..." Chen Ziqi raised his hand and scratched his head, "I'm not feeling well, so I won't eat with you guys. I'll be leaving now."

Before anyone could ask him where he felt unwell, he had already hurriedly left.

Jiang Yuan watched Chen Ziqi's retreating figure, her brows furrowing slightly, and said softly, "Ziqi seems a bit strange."

“Yes,” Fu Xiaoxiao chimed in, “I sensed something was off about him on the high-speed train.”

Si Heng could vaguely guess what was going on, and his thin lips moved slightly. "It's nothing. Let him go home and rest. I'll treat you to barbecue."

Fu Xiaoxiao was unhappy, "Don't try to take it from me, I said I'd treat you, you can wait until next time."

After finishing their barbecue, Fu Xiaoxiao and Jiang Yuan returned to the East Bank Villa together, since Jinjin was still there.

Back at the villa, Fu Xiaoxiao immediately took a shower and then snuggled into her soft, warm bed.

She lay on her pillow looking at the photos she had taken in the past two days, intending to post them on her WeChat Moments to record the occasion. As she scrolled through the photos, she suddenly came across the ones she had taken of Chen Ziqi.

Thinking about how he said he wasn't feeling well, I hesitated whether to send him a WeChat message to check on him.

Chen Ziqi was also looking at the photos; he secretly took many pictures of Fu Xiaoxiao.

He hid under the covers, watching and crying.

After some time, there was a knock on the door. "Ziqi, your father wants to eat dumplings. Would you like some too?"

Chen Ziqi sniffed and cleared his throat before daring to speak, "Mom, I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

Outside the door, Mrs. Chen frowned and said with concern, "Okay, come out and eat if you're hungry."

"Mom, I see."

As Chen's mother listened to her son's voice, she felt that something was wrong.

She walked over to Mr. Chen, who was still reading the newspaper, and sighed, "What's wrong with Ziqi? Her eyes were red when she came in."

Mr. Chen adjusted his reading glasses and said dismissively, "It's probably just sand that got into his eyes."

Chen's mother: "..."

She glanced at her husband, and seeing that he remained unmoved, she simply snatched the newspaper from his hand, saying, "What do you think you're getting out of reading this newspaper all day? You don't even look at your son!"

Mr. Chen took off his reading glasses and said with a smile, "My son is so grown up now, why would I need to look after him?"

"You still know your son is old?" Mrs. Chen scoffed. "But he's never had a girlfriend, aren't you worried?"

“What’s the use of me being anxious?” Mr. Chen raised his hand to massage his wife’s shoulders, comforting her. “Children have their own thoughts, and we as elders shouldn’t interfere too much. As long as he is safe and healthy, that’s all that matters.” Upon hearing this, Mrs. Chen sighed heavily again. “Safe and healthy is hard to come by. Look at the time now, he hasn’t even had dinner yet.”

“I think you’re just having an occupational hazard, Principal Chen,” Mr. Chen said with a hint of teasing. “Ziqi isn’t like those kids in your kindergarten who won’t starve if they skip a meal.”

Chen's mother: "..."

That sounds quite reasonable.

Mr. Chen chuckled and said, "Alright, stop thinking nonsense and go get some rest."

"Alright then." Only then did Mrs. Chen get up and go back to her room.

In the room, Chen Ziqi turned on the desk lamp and sat down at the desk.

He opened his diary, gripped the pen, his fingertips slightly clenched, and wrote down his thoughts stroke by stroke—today was a beautiful yet unhappy day.

I saw the girl I liked as soon as I woke up in the morning, but by night I realized that I was really not good enough for her.

The feeling of being heartbroken is really painful.

My heart aches so much, I feel like I can't breathe.

……

After an unknown amount of time, a tear suddenly fell onto the paper, instantly blurring the ink and even making the writing a little fuzzy.

Chen Ziqi sniffed, raised his sleeve to wipe away his tears haphazardly, and then patted his cheeks.

"Chen Ziqi, cheer up and stop crying, okay?"

"Can't you act like a man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his face and cried, the suppressed sobs lingering in his palms.

After crying for a while, he took out a few tissues to wipe away his tears, picked up his pen to continue writing, but noticed that the phone screen next to him was lit up, showing three unread WeChat messages.

Worried that something might be wrong with the team, Chen Ziqi quickly grabbed his phone, unlocked it, and checked.

Surprisingly, all three WeChat messages came from the same person.

Fu Xiaoxiao: [Ziqi, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?]

Fu Xiaoxiao: [Should I just send you the photos I took these past two days?]

Fu Xiaoxiao: [Little Bear Knocking on the Door.jpg]

Chen Ziqi stared at the three messages for a long time.

By the time he came to his senses, five minutes had passed.

Chen Ziqi held the pen, his gaze falling on the contents he had just written in his diary.

He pursed his lips and drew an "X" over the dozen or so lines of text.
He turned to the clean page and wrote down a sentence with great care and solemnity: Today was truly a wonderful and happy day.

The girl I like is showing concern for me.

Does she care about me even a little bit?

She also took a lot of photos of me, and I felt like I had a greater sense of presence in her life.

My heart is fluttering for her again.

After Chen Ziqi finished writing these words, he realized that ten minutes had already passed.

He quickly replied to Fu Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, I'm feeling much better after resting at home. Is there any other way to send me the photos besides WeChat?"

Fu Xiaoxiao was playing on her phone and replied almost instantly: 【I can also send it to you via airdrop in person.】

Chen Ziqi's lips curled up slightly: "Okay, then I'll send it to you remotely when we meet, and make up for the barbecue we couldn't have together tonight."

Fu Xiaoxiao: [That works too.]