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Chapter 72: Forgetting One's Roots
That evening, in her cousin Su He's apartment, Su He saw Liu Ruyan lying barefoot on the sofa. She placed a bowl of shredded chicken noodles on the table and then slapped Liu Ruyan's buttocks.

‘Pa~’

"Hey, what are you doing?" Liu Ruyan suddenly turned around and asked.

Su He gave her a disdainful look and said, "Get up and eat. I owe you something. I got off work and still have to make you noodles late at night!"

“If you don’t like it, you can have your cousin do it instead, I don’t mind!” Liu Ruyan raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Go off and have some fun somewhere else, you don't mind? I'll eat you alive!"

Su He glared at Emperor Ruyan and spat.

Liu Ruyan didn't mind at all. On the contrary, she ate with great relish, curled up in the chair. Even though there were slippers at home, she just didn't like to wear them. She preferred to walk barefoot on the floor, her tender red soles and fair insteps forming a striking contrast.

"Why did you decide to stay at my place today?" Su He asked Liu Ruyan.

After all, it's Monday, during working hours. Usually, Liu Ruyan would have already gone home by this time.

"Yuan Hua heard that I had returned to Jiangning and insisted on inviting me to dinner. I didn't want to go, and he wouldn't listen to me, so I could only avoid him," Liu Ruyan said helplessly as she slurped her noodle soup.

Upon hearing this, Su He's eyes flashed with gossip: "Yuan Hua? That rich kid from school? He hasn't given up yet?"

"Who knows what he's thinking."

Clearly, Su He also knew about Yuan Hua. Back when they were in college, Liu Ruyan had one of her suitors, but she didn't expect that after all these years, he still hadn't given up on Fang.

"No, he's a good catch too, not bad-looking, and your two families have a good relationship. He's liked you for so many years, how romantic! If it were me, I might have said yes," Su He exclaimed from the side.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan took a bite of her fried egg and said, "Bullshit, I don't have those feelings for him."

“Feelings can be cultivated slowly,” Su He retorted.

Liu Ruyan smiled at this, then took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Feelings can be cultivated, but that's a false proposition."

If enough time and love could make another person fall in love with you, then anyone could fall in love with anyone else.

Love can be so intense, it can make you feel like you're dying and being reborn, because the answer was already written on the day you first met each other.

After saying that, Liu Ruyan smiled brightly and ate her noodles in big mouthfuls.

Compared to the emotional Su He, her experiences and education from childhood have enabled her to view issues very rationally, including her own feelings; if she doesn't like something, she simply doesn't like it.

"I can't argue with you, but what are you planning to do? Just wait for him to leave?" Su He waved her hand, indicating that she couldn't control him at all.

"Otherwise what? Why don't you talk to your cousin and ask him to keep me company for a while? Our first meeting went quite well, didn't it?"

Liu Ruyan started to speak, becoming more and more excited as she went on.

Su He held up her finger: "Don't force me to use my freshly done manicure, or I'll let you experience what it means to feel uncomfortable!"

Liu Ruyan:
Meanwhile, back in the dormitory, before Director Wang could even throw out the Ninth Holy Grail, he received a message from Zhao Tingting on his phone.

She basically said she was grateful for the gift he gave her today, that she really liked it, and that she apologized to Zhou Yong for what happened today. Finally, she subtly indicated that she wasn't considering relationships for the time being.

After all, neither Director Wang nor Zhou Yong confessed their feelings, so Zhao Tingting couldn't openly reject them; she could only express her thoughts subtly.

Of course, the biggest reason is that the two of them were simply not within the scope of other people's choices of a partner.

"Is she trying to string me along?" Director Wang asked, looking at his phone.

The Sichuan girl shook her head: "No, they've already clearly rejected you!"

"Ah? No way!"

The Sichuan girl rolled her eyes at him: "Fine, I'll just be blunt. Zhao Tingting hasn't had any contact with us for three years, so why did she suddenly have someone at the beginning of her senior year? It's obvious she's after Lao Mo, okay?"

"And you, on top of all that, Qiuya is getting married, and you're here singing and dancing."

Hearing this, Director Wang looked at him. Lin Mo was helpless and was about to speak when Chuanmei continued, "What's the use of looking at him? It's obvious that Lao Mo doesn't have that intention. Besides, if he hadn't been away for a few months and changed so much, Zhao Tingting wouldn't have liked him either. It's been three years. If she could like him, she would have done so long ago."

Unless you're like Old Mo, whose transformation is comparable to plastic surgery, or you win a few million in the lottery, you have no chance!

Although what Chuanmei said was harsh, it was the truth. Even Lin Mo himself admitted that he hadn't been particularly outstanding in the previous three years, and at least he didn't have any qualities that would attract the opposite sex.

"Why don't you throw the Holy Grail again? That way, nine throws will count as Zhou Chu eliminating three scourges."

Seeing that Wang Chu remained silent, Lin Mo couldn't help but offer a suggestion.

"I'm going out for a smoke," Director Wang said, standing up and waving to the two of them before leaving the dormitory somewhat forlornly.

Seeing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but look at Chuan Mei and ask, "Even though strong medicine is used for serious illnesses, it won't kill him, will it?"

"What else can we do? Eight Holy Grails, do you know how valuable that is? If we really throw out a ninth one, the people of Hubei are capable of anything!"

"Come, repeat after me, the Five Blessings of Buddha."

"Get lost, that's what they call Director Wang, from Hunan to Hubei to Jianzhou."

Lin Mo:
Director Wang was gone for several hours, and hadn't returned until the early hours of the morning. The two exchanged WeChat messages during that time, but Director Wang kept saying he was fine and would be back after a short walk.

"Why isn't Director Wang back yet? I'm starving. Should I ask him to go out and bring us some food?" said the Sichuan girl sitting on the bed.

Lin Mo: "As expected of you, Li Shiya. He's already like this, and you still won't let him go?"

"It was just something I did!"

Lin Mo was speechless, then glanced at the shopping page that had just been refreshed.

[Jade-Faced Grenade King's Chamber Pot; it explodes after 10 seconds of urinating in it; ¥2.38]

[One box of Lao Tan Pickled Cabbage Noodles and Beef Noodles (Foot-operated Version); ¥0.45]

[One bag of medium-rare steak; sizzling and bloody; ¥4.7]

[Extra Spicy Lobster and Fire Chicken Noodles * 6; Incredibly Spicy, Makes Your Anus Tighten; ¥1.2]

It has to be said that today was truly a waste of time, but the weaponry still kept refreshing. Although it was a bit abstract, it was still a testament to its stubbornness.

"I'm going to check on Director Wang. You prepare the noodles, and we'll come back to eat in a bit!"

Lin Mo got out of bed, tossed the spicy chicken noodles he had just ordered to Chuan Mei, and then left the dormitory.

After all, anyone who has ever attended a banquet knows that you get hungry before you start eating, but you get full after a couple of bites, and then you get hungry again not long after.

After going outside, Lin Mo searched the restroom but found no one there. He went downstairs and, sure enough, saw Director Wang sitting on the steps smoking.

The ground around him was littered with cigarette butts, and there was a yin-yang cup in front of him.

"Don't be sad, go back and get something to eat?" Lin Mo said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Director Wang turned around, his face filled with dejection: "Sigh, I can't eat. Mazu gave me nine holy cups. Perhaps this is fate?"

Lin Mo: "I think you should buy a lottery ticket!"

"Come on, do you think I should throw it again?" Director Wang asked.

Lin Mo thought for a moment: "Isn't it impolite to keep asking Mazu about the same thing? Be careful, or Mazu might dislike you."

Upon hearing this, Director Wang suddenly stood up: "Damn, now that you mention it, I suddenly realize she's just average-looking."

Lin Mo:
I haven't even started trying to persuade you yet, how come you suddenly changed your mind?

From his perspective, two large characters were clearly visible on Wang Chu's forehead.
Forgetting one's roots

(End of this chapter)