Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

The two left the coffee shop.

"Ahead lies the old commercial district of Star City."

"You're from South Sea City, you probably haven't been here before, have you?"

Wei Qianmei pointed to the wide pedestrian street in front of her, her tone as casual as if she were introducing her own backyard.

"No," Yang Xian answered truthfully.

Since arriving in Star City, he has spent most of his time either attending classes at the academy or causing trouble outside, and has never really had the chance to visit the commercial district.

I had promised Liu Ruyu that I would go shopping with her when I got back.

Yang Xian didn't expect that Wei Qianmei would be the one to come out with him first...

"Then consider this my way of showing you around." Wei Qianmei smiled and took the first step.

Yang Xian walked to her right, keeping a half-body distance.

Not too close, not too far, with a perfect sense of proportion.

He glanced at Wei Qianmei beside him out of the corner of his eye.

The other person had a relaxed expression and a leisurely pace, occasionally stopping to glance at the shop windows on the street.

She looks exactly like an ordinary girl.

It has absolutely nothing to do with yandere.

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

"Yang Xian?"

"Um?"

Were you staring at me just now?

"no."

"Yes." Wei Qianmei turned her head. "Could it be that you're interested in someone?"

"No, let's keep going." Yang Xian followed beside him without changing his expression.

The two continued walking forward.

But as they walked, the distance between them grew closer and closer.

Shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm.

Yang Xian stepped aside, moving half a step to the right.

Wei Qianmei leaned closer again.

Yang Xian yielded again.

Wei Qianmei simply reached out and grabbed his hand.

"You're so far away, it doesn't look like a date at all!"

"Even if you're faking it, at least make it look convincing!"

"Holding hands is the most basic part of a date. If you can't even do that, then this date doesn't count."

Yang Xian had already heard this sentence twice.

It doesn't count again.

If he falls for this every time, we probably won't be able to finish three dates in thirty.

"Couldn't you have used a different threatening tactic?"

"Sure," Wei Qianmei thought for a moment. "If you really don't want to hold hands, then I'll call you 'husband' in public."

"...I'll hold your hand."

Yang Xian ultimately chose to give in.

Wei Qianmei's fingers were long and slender, with thin calluses on the fingertips, the hands of someone who practiced martial arts.

But she takes good care of herself; her skin is delicate and smooth, and her nails are neatly trimmed.

He can't quite describe his specific feelings right now.

I don't dislike it.

But it's absolutely impossible to say I have no good feelings towards them.

The greatest emotional value comes from a beautiful girl taking the initiative to pursue you.

After walking for about ten minutes, the two passed a jewelry store.

Wei Qianmei suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

Before Yang Xian could answer, Wei Qianmei pulled him and pushed open the door to go inside.

The store is warmly lit, with various exquisite bracelets and pendants displayed on the counter, several full-length mirrors hanging on the wall, and a fake green plant in the corner.

The space isn't large, but it's decorated very warmly.

Wei Qianmei went straight to the bracelet section, stopped in front of a row of thin silver chains, picked one up, and compared it to her wrist.

"Is it pretty?"

"good."

"Just alright?" Wei Qianmei raised an eyebrow. "Are you not very good at giving compliments?"

"I'm not good at praising people insincerely."

"So you mean praising my looks is insincere?"

"...I mean, that bracelet doesn't suit you."

Wei Qianmei wasn't angry. She put the silver chain back and glanced around the counter.

Then her hand stopped on another bracelet.

The dark red woven rope is finely crafted, with a tiny obsidian stone embedded in the center.

The stone was not large, but it was cut very finely, and under the warm light, it faintly revealed a deep red halo.

She didn't compare it on her wrist.

Instead, she directly took Yang Xian's hand.

Before Yang Xian could react, her wrist was grabbed.

"Don't move."

What are you doing?

"Let's give it a try and see if it suits us."

Wei Qianmei grabbed Yang Xian's wrist and wrapped the bracelet around it.

"Yes, the size is just right."

She nodded in satisfaction, then turned to the shop assistant and said, "I'll take this one."

The shop assistant smiled and responded, then came over to scan the code to pay.

"No need."

Yang Xian reached out to pick it.

But as soon as his fingers touched the clasp, Wei Qianmei pressed them down.

"This is a gift for my date."

Are you sure you don't want to accept it?

Upon hearing this, Yang Xian paused for a moment.

If they don't accept it, Wei Qianmei will most likely say, "Then today's offer doesn't count."

"Okay, I'll take it." Yang Xian lowered his hand. "But it's just a bracelet, don't overthink it."

"I don't want to say more."

Wei Qianmei's lips curved into a smile, and warm light shone in her amber pupils.

"Because my sister has always thought about much more than you realize."

That sounds ambiguous.

But Yang Xian selectively ignored it.

He stood in front of the counter for a few seconds, his gaze sweeping over another row of ornaments.

Finally, it stopped at a pendant necklace.

The chain is very thin and made of rose gold. The pendant is a teardrop-shaped amber with a warm color and a smooth shape.

It's very similar to Wei Qianmei's eye color.

Yang Xian picked it up and looked at it, then said to the shop assistant, "Please wrap this up for me."

Wei Qianmei stood to the side, her eyes shining brighter.

Why did you buy this?

"This is for you." Yang Xian handed over the box.

"You give me things, and I don't return a single one. Then you use this bracelet as an excuse to pester me, and I don't even have a reason to stop you."

"Also, I don't like owing people anything."

Wei Qianmei took the box, opened it, and glanced inside.

The amber-colored teardrop pendant lay quietly on the black velvet.

She didn't put it on immediately, but instead held the chain up to the light, letting the light penetrate the amber.

"Then help me put it on."

Wei Qianmei handed the necklace back, turned around, and used her hand to brush her long red hair to one side, revealing her fair nape.

"Can't you wear it yourself?"

"Yes, I will. But it's only meaningful to put on something you give me if you put it on yourself."

"..."

Yang Xian took the chain and unfastened the clasp with his fingers.

He took a half step forward, looping the chain around both sides of her neck, his fingertips inevitably touching the skin on the back of her neck.

Wei Qianmei's shoulders trembled slightly.

The buckle was fastened, and Yang Xian took a step back.

Wei Qianmei turned around, looked down at the amber pendant that had appeared above her collarbone, and gently touched it.

"Is it pretty?"

"……nice!"

Wei Qianmei's smile carried an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

The female shop assistant next to me couldn't help but speak up:

"This gentleman has excellent taste; this amber pendant perfectly complements your style, Miss."

"You two are such a perfect match!"

Yang Xian did not respond.

But he found that he didn't immediately refute the word "well-matched".

An hour ago, he would have blurted out "We're not familiar" or "Don't talk nonsense."

But now he just remained silent for a moment.

This change surprised even himself.

Wei Qianmei smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"Let's go! Let's go to the next place!"

As they left the jewelry store, Wei Qianmei immediately took Yang Xian's arm.

Her arm slipped through his crook of his arm, and she pressed herself against him.

Yang Xian's body stiffened for a moment, but he was no longer so resistant.

"Relax."

"Not loose."

"Wei Qianmei".

"Call me 'sister'."

"..."

P.S.: I'm sorry, dear readers, this book is beyond saving...

What many people may not know is that a few days ago, the book's rating suddenly plummeted, and then yesterday afternoon it was suddenly blacklisted.

It's impossible for the number of negative reviews to drop significantly in a single day if only one or two people give negative feedback.

I discussed this with a few senior colleagues, and they said that this book might have been targeted by a studio, and it might be plagiarized or otherwise manipulated later.

Of course, it's not necessarily true that what I wrote was without problems. Shenhe has always turned a blind eye to it.

To get out of the "black room," the previous content must be completely revised, so it's basically impossible to get out.

Others are probably also eyeing this point.

Alas, the young author's journey in pursuing his dream has come to an end...

Thank you all for your continued support. Tomorrow I will be releasing three chapters as a farewell gift.