This person really knows how to be reborn!

Around noon, Zeng Cheng finished his driving lesson, had lunch somewhere, and then took Yu Baiwei to an arcade, where the two of them played around all afternoon.

I still only play King of Fighters '97.

Previously, Zeng Cheng could easily crush Yu Baiwei. Although he could still win this time, it was not as easy.

In other words, Yu Baiwei played this game for less than thirty rounds, yet she put immense pressure on a certain veteran of the King of Fighters game who had been playing for ten years.

It's clear that this girl has an incredible talent for learning, truly deserving of the title of Holy Maiden of the sect.

It was already dusk when we left the arcade.

Instead of taking a taxi, the two walked along the Tuo River towards Yu Baiwei's home.

At this moment, the sky was almost dark but not yet completely dark, the summer breeze gently pattered on the clouds, and the sunset glow lingered on the horizon, making everything in heaven and earth seem hazy and dreamlike.

Beside me flows the Tuo River, which has flowed eastward for millennia. The river is lush with aquatic plants, and the reeds sway in the wind. Several egrets, startled, flap their wings and fly to the deepest part of the reed beds.

The two chatted as they walked.

Most of the time, Zeng Cheng was still the one doing the talking.

However, it's quite different from when we first met.

Back then, when Zeng Cheng spoke to Yu Baiwei, she would only respond with "hmm" or "oh," her whole being a protective shell of aloofness.

She still speaks very little, but her facial expressions have become much more lively, and she occasionally even shows a smile.

They arrived at the Yu family's house half an hour later.

Zeng Cheng stopped at the villa's main gate and waved goodbye to Yu Baiwei.

Yu Baiwei didn't leave, but stood there gracefully: "Zeng Cheng, I want to ask you a question—"

Zeng Cheng smiled and waved his hand: "Speak."

Yu Baiwei bit her lip before speaking, "My mother is sending me to Imperial College London. I'll be going to England in a couple of days to get used to the environment..."

Zeng Cheng's heart skipped a beat: "So urgent? Should we come back?"

Yu Baiwei smiled and said, "Of course I'll be back. I'm only going for a few days. Don't interrupt me, let me finish asking my questions!"

"Then hurry up and ask!"

"If I go to Imperial College, we'll probably only see each other during summer and winter breaks. Will you forget about me quickly?"

"How could that be? I don't have Alzheimer's! Besides, we can use a proxy to chat on QQ all the time."

"But—" Yu Baiwei sighed, her brows furrowed with obvious insecurity, "You don't lack friends."

As Eileen Chang once said, to like someone is to be so humble as to be in the dust, and then a little white flower blooms from within.

A princess from a wealthy family who was born with everything, before she truly understood what love was, had already experienced her first sense of unease in life.

"this……"

Zeng Cheng knew what Yu Baiwei really wanted to express, so he didn't know how to answer.

Some very real things are just there.

Even if he's a second-time player, it's unlikely he'll be able to erase the damage within five years.

Five years, more than 1,800 days and nights, is far too long.

Furthermore, he didn't believe that just because they had spent some time together, he could become Yu Baiwei's "irreplaceable love".

She simply lacked friends, and I happened to become her only friend when she needed them most.

Princesses eventually have to grow up, see many beautiful sights, meet many people, and find their true destiny in the accidental journey of life.

After sighing, Zeng Cheng said very seriously, "Yu Baiwei, didn't I promise you that day that we would be friends for life? 'For life' is a bit of a grand promise, but I can assure you that as long as you remember me, I will never forget you."

Yu Baiwei bit her lip for the second time.

He clearly wanted to say something more, but the words stuck in his throat.

I really wanted to tell Zeng Cheng that I was already fighting back, with a courage I'd never had before in my life.

But she really wasn't confident she could convince her stubborn mother to stop arbitrarily dictating her life.

Several more days passed.

Zeng Cheng basically learned to drive.

After being punched by Yu Baiwei, Xue Yan didn't dare to speak to Zeng Cheng while learning to drive, and even avoided looking at him.

She was clearly scared, afraid that Zeng Cheng would summon Yu Baiwei again and give her a punch.

Xue Yan is overthinking this.

First, Zeng Cheng isn't that bored.

Second, there is a lack of objective conditions.

Yu Baiwei was already in London at this time.

We're separated by mountains and seas, and we can only chat on QQ occasionally—which requires a proxy.

Because of the time difference, their conversation was intermittent.

Yu Baiwei definitely won't have time during the day.

Chen Danqing brought his daughter to London on this trip, not only to let Yu Baiwei get used to the environment in advance, but also to take her to visit the historical sites of London.

A certain socialite clearly wanted to use this method to quickly instill a sense of belonging to the city in her daughter.

Only when Yu Baiwei returned to her residence at night could she secretly hang up the agency and say a few words to Zeng Cheng without her mother's knowledge.

The problem is that there is a seven-hour time difference between London and Zeng Cheng's location.

It was evening where Yu Baiwei was, but it was still morning where Zeng Cheng was, and he was busy learning to drive.

So Yu Baiwei would usually send him the message first, and Zeng Cheng would reply after seeing it, but Yu Baiwei was usually asleep by then.

As for the content of the chat, it's basically just sharing some daily life.

Zeng Cheng spends his days either learning to drive, reading novels, or watching dramas, so he doesn't really have much to share. Therefore, Yu Baiwei does most of the talking.

Today, Mom took me to see the Tower of London. It's so tall, and the wind was so cold. Zeng Cheng, I think if you were here, the wind would probably be warmer.

Today I went to St. Paul's Cathedral. There was a wedding there; the bride was beautiful, and the groom was handsome, especially his eyes—they're your type.

[Zeng Cheng, it's 7 PM here. There's a beautiful sunset cloud floating in the sky, but since you can't see it with me, it doesn't seem so beautiful anymore.]

Even though they were thousands of miles apart, separated by mountains and seas, Zeng Cheng could still sense Yu Baiwei's distress and her longing for him.

Looking at these sincere and passionate words, the old man felt a long-lost thrill, so much so that his thoughts turned into wild grass in spring, and with a gentle breeze, the wild grass reached for the sky.

Five years...isn't that a long time? Even five years from now, she and I will only be twenty-three.

[It won't even take five years—I'm a proud second-playthrough player, the biggest cheater in the world!]

The old man finally faced his true feelings and admitted that he had indeed felt the initial attraction.

Perhaps he can't yet love as passionately as a true teenager, but he can at least genuinely like someone and then try his best to fill in the gaps between them.