It's just a toy, why would you care if it breaks?

Dou Xiao stared at Nan Yan, his eyes lighting up.

He never expected to run into the boy who helped him out of trouble at the Haishi Railway Station in a high-end home furnishing store in the south of the city.

His heart was pounding, and his first reaction was to rush forward and confess his love and propose.

But then he thought about it again and recalled the countless times he had been rejected in his life, and decided that this time he would hide his feelings.

I can't mess this up; I can't use the old methods to pursue the person I like.

Don't scare him... Take it slow, take it slow.

He coughed suddenly, forcefully suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

He raised his hand and patted his trendy designer denim jacket, deliberately shaking the hem to look incredibly cool, and said, "What a coincidence, do you remember me?"

Nan Yan nodded, a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Yes, we met in Haishi."

"So you really remember me!" Dou Xiao's face lit up instantly, and he casually touched his handsome hairstyle. "No wonder, after all, with my outstanding appearance, I'm always the center of attention wherever I go."

Nan Yan couldn't help but recall that day at the train station, when Dou Xiao was wearing a tight security guard uniform with the buttons popped open, his hair was messy, and he reeked of alcohol. His comical appearance was indeed very "outstanding".

He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That smile completely stunned Shawn Dou.

He stood there, stunned, with only one thought in his mind: My God, his smile is so handsome!

Dou Xiao quickly snapped out of his daze, afraid of giving himself away, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Anyway, thanks to you for helping me out of that situation that day and even paying for my taxi fare, I haven't repaid that favor yet."

"You're welcome, it was nothing." Nan Yan shook her head and continued looking down at the list in her hand.

"That won't do!" Dou Xiao exclaimed anxiously, taking two steps forward. "I, Dou Xiao, believe in reciprocity. Favors owed must be repaid."

Nan Yan looked up at him, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "You don't need to repay the favor. Or, you can pay me back the money, it's 120 yuan in total."

Dou Xiao paused for a moment, then subconsciously touched his pocket; it was empty.

He usually either swipes his card or has someone keep track of his expenses when he goes out; a rich kid like him doesn't often carry cash with him.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a single coin, let alone 120 yuan.

Seeing his flustered state, Nan Yan understood.

Look at the clothes he's wearing now, they're all faded, the hem of his shirt is frayed with loose threads, and his pants have several holes. He's probably a poor man with little money.

Nan Yan, being kind-hearted, quickly said, "It's alright. If you don't have the money, you can pay me back when you have it later."

Dou Xiao's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Then leave me your number, and I'll contact you as soon as I have money."

Nan Yan didn't think much of it and gave her phone and watch number.

Dou Xiao immediately took out his phone and dialed the number.

The bell of the wild geese rang.

Shawn Dou happily said, "Let me have your number, I'll hang out with you sometime!"

Nan Yan said somewhat awkwardly, "I...I don't play with strangers."

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together.

He was unsure if he was free to make friends.

"Your family has strict rules." Dou Xiao nodded, looking him up and down. "You're still in school, right?"

Nan Yan lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly: "No...no."

Dou Xiao assumed he had dropped out of school because of poor grades, so he quickly comforted him, saying, "It's okay, it's okay. Going to school isn't the only way out. I used to be a terrible student too; my math score was even lower than my shoe size."

Nan Yan looked up in confusion.

Dou Xiao continued, "My brother beat me every day because of this. As a result, I lost five points every time he beat me. Eventually, my teacher even talked to my brother, saying that if he kept beating me, I would get a negative score in math."

As he spoke, he exaggeratedly gestured the famous pose.

Nan Yan was amused by him and laughed again, her earlier embarrassment completely gone.

After laughing for a while, Nan Yan asked curiously, "This shop is so expensive, what are you doing here?"

Dou Xiao pointed to a single sofa not far away and said, "I'm here to get this."

Actually, he had his eye on this sofa and planned to buy it to put in his home theater.

But Nan Yan thought he was there to earn money as a porter.

Looking at the heavy-looking solid wood sofa, Nan Yan felt a surge of sympathy once again.

He took out the cash Wei Xun had given him from his pocket, pulled out a bill, and handed it to Dou Xiao: "This is all the money I can give you. If you need more money, go to the convenience store and buy rice balls. Sometimes they have buy-one-get-one-free promotions, which can save you some money."

Dou Xiao was stunned when he saw the 100 yuan that the man handed him.

He followed Nan Yan's gaze to his trendy clothes—this jacket was a limited edition Bonparis, incredibly stylish, clearly—wait, it had holes and an intentionally distressed design—could it be…

Does this guy think I'm a beggar?!

Dou Xiao was about to defend himself, but seeing the pure kindness in Nan Yan's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart.

Actually... it's not so bad to be mistaken for a poor person.

There's nothing shameful about begging for love.

He solemnly accepted the 100 yuan, carefully put it into his pocket, and said with gratitude, "Thank you, you're so kind."

"You're welcome." Nan Yan smiled, pointed to the sofa, and said, "Hurry up and move it, don't delay the delivery. I still need to buy some things, goodbye."

"Goodbye, goodbye!" Shawn Dou nodded quickly.

Then, he rolled up his sleeves, took a deep breath, bent down, hugged the sofa, and with a grunt, actually managed to lift the heavy solid wood sofa.

The shop assistants nearby were completely dumbfounded.

They knew Shawn Dou, that he was the young master of the Dou family, and that he usually spent money like water when he came to the store, and didn't even have to carry things himself. But today he actually had to carry the sofa himself.

A salesperson quickly stepped forward: "Young Master Dou, please don't joke around. This sofa is quite heavy. I'll have the delivery driver come..."

"No need!" Dou Xiao immediately interrupted him, lowering his voice to say, "I'll do it myself."

After saying that, he staggered and almost lost his balance, but he forced a calm expression and walked step by step toward the door.

The shop assistants stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment, all wondering: What's wrong with Young Master Dou? Is this some new hobby?

Nan Yan glanced back and saw Dou Xiao struggling to carry the sofa forward, and felt even more sorry for him.