The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Cheng Yue smiled and didn't ask any further questions.

As I approached the intersection, the streetlights cast a dim yellow glow, and the bus stop was just ahead.

Fu Hua stopped in her tracks: "Dr. Cheng, does your emergency department close so early?"

Cheng Yue shrugged: "My main job is studying. My internship at the hospital is just an internship, I don't have to be on duty."

Fu Hua said "Oh" and looked away.

Cheng Yue waited for two seconds, but received no further response.

"you……"

He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to ask which university I attend?"

Fu Hua glanced at him again.

Where did he go to university?

What does it have to do with her?

Seeing the man's persistent and expectant gaze, Fu Hua asked with amusement, "Which university?"

"Kyoto University."

Cheng Yue smiled with a hint of smugness.

Fu Hua raised an eyebrow and her lips twitched slightly.

Is this showing off?

"Really? That's good."

That's it?

Cheng Yue felt a little disappointed when he saw her reaction.

He took a step forward and stood beside her.

"We're alumni."

He added, "I'm two years ahead of you, and we've even met before."

Fu Hua turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with a hint of doubt.

How come she has no recollection of it at all?

Cheng Yue looked into her eyes, which were cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

It seems she truly doesn't remember.

He thought for a moment and then said, "Once, I was playing basketball on the court, and the ball flew out and hit a girl walking on the roadside with her head down on her head."

Fu Hua paused in her steps.

Cheng Yue continued, "We were all terrified. If that ball had hit us, something terrible would have happened."

The girl didn't even look up; she caught the ball, turned, and smoothly tossed it into the basket from outside the court, then walked away without even glancing at us.

He looked at her.

"That girl, it's you."

Fu Hua blinked, as if there was such a thing.

However, it's normal that she doesn't remember the group of boys on the court.

Cheng Yue continued, "Another time, I was riding my bicycle and got distracted, almost bumping into someone. The person looked up at me, smiled, waved, and walked away."

He paused.

"It's you too."

Fu Hua raised her eyebrows and recalled that it seemed like it had happened before.

She was in a hurry to go to the research station to check the data at the time.

I couldn't even tell if the other person was male or female, let alone what they looked like.

"Sorry, I have a bit of face blindness and didn't recognize you."

"It's okay, it's alright."

I just need to remember you.

The bus stop is just ahead, and a bus is slowly pulling in.

Goodbye, Dr. Cheng.

After Fu Hua finished speaking, she walked over there, preparing to leave.

Cheng Yue paused for a moment, then followed.

The car door opened, and Fu Hua stepped inside.

Cheng Yue bent down and climbed up as well.

He walked up to the ticket seller and took out his money.

Two.

"Comrade, here's one sheet, this is my money."

Fu Hua handed the money to the ticket seller and turned around to say, "Thank you for your kindness, Comrade Cheng, but I have change."

Cheng Yue clutched the ticket and gave a wry smile.

"Oh well."

Cheng Yue sat in the seat behind Fu Hua.

He leaned forward and asked, "Comrade Fu Hua, besides the research station, where else do you usually go? The library? Or the dormitory...?"

I haven't heard that Fu Hua lives in a dormitory.

He inquired about her and learned that she spent her time either in class or at the research station.

The rest, we know nothing about.

"Also, what do you usually like to do? I rarely see you like that..."

Comrade Cheng.

Fu Hua turned around, her voice low but firm.

"I want to rest, you're being a bit noisy."

"Sorry, you can go to sleep."

Cheng Yue obediently shut his mouth and leaned back in his seat.

The car quieted down, with only the roar of the engine and the sound of the wind rushing past the window.

Cheng Yue sat with his arms crossed, but his gaze kept drifting forward uncontrollably.

Fu Hua sat in the front, leaning against the window, her profile bathed in the soft, radiant sunlight.

A few strands of hair hung down, swaying gently as the car moved.

He took a breath and smelled a faint fragrance, he couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it smelled wonderful.

It was her scent.

I smelled it again when I was holding up the bicycle that time.

It smells so good.

He turned his head and looked at the windowpane, where he could see her whole face.

In the distance, the faint outline of the moon has already appeared on the horizon.

He had lived for twenty-two years, and this was the first time he had ever felt that the moon was so close to him.

When the bus arrived at the station, Fu Hua stood up and walked towards the back door.

Cheng Yue was taken aback, then stood up and got out of the car as well.

Fu Hua stepped onto the ground, turned around and saw him, her brows furrowing.

"Do you live here?"

Cheng Yue glanced around. Wangfujing Street was brightly lit and bustling with people.

He pointed in a direction and nodded.

"Yes, over there."

Fu Hua glanced at him, said nothing, and turned to leave.

"Comrade Fu Hua."

Cheng Yue took two steps to catch up.

Fu Hua stopped, turned around, and looked displeased.

Cheng Yue stood under the streetlight, his hands in his coat pockets.

"where did you go?"

He smiled gently. "If you're alright, I'll treat you to dinner. It's fate that we met."

Fu Hua shook her head.

"Thank you, but no need, I have other things to do."

Cheng Yue sensed the indifference emanating from Fu Hua, as if she were separated by a pane of glass.

It's not far, but I can't reach it no matter what.

It seems that this bright moon is ultimately separated from him by rejection.

It's okay, he has enough patience to take it slow.

Cheng Yue thought for a moment and then said, "Then... I'll buy you a soda, you won't refuse, right?"

I almost hit you with my bike before, and I haven't properly apologized yet, okay?

Fu Hua looked at him and remained silent for two seconds.

"I don't have time to drink."

She glanced at the Hua Ning Textile store in the distance, "If you buy it, I'll take it."

Cheng Yue paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Okay, I'll go buy it."

He turned and ran into the nearby convenience store, and came out a short while later.

He was holding two bottles of Arctic Ocean soda, orange in color, with water droplets condensing on the glass.

He handed it over.

"It's all yours."

Fu Hua took it and nodded.

"Thanks."

"Then, could you tell me where I can find you in the future?"

He couldn't get into the research station.

He also had classes during the time Fu Hua was in class.

"inconvenient."

She turned around and waved her arm, without looking back.

Cheng Yue stood there, watching that figure walk further and further away until it disappeared into the crowd.

He sighed.

Sure enough, the moon remained high in the sky.

He looked down at his fingers, his mind still lingering on the softness of the touch.

Then, he put his hands back in his pockets, stood there, and gave a silly grin.

Fu Hua pushed open the door of Hua Ning Textile. Inside, it was bustling with activity, and several customers were picking out clothes.

Zhang Wen's mother, Aunt Zhang, was helping a customer try on a coat.

He said, "This material is excellent. It's all new stock from Hong Kong. It's not even available in Beijing yet. Feel it."

Zhang Wen was behind the counter, head down, processing customers' bills; her pen was practically flying.

"Is anyone there? How much is this coat?"

"Here, I want this dress. Do you have a small size?"

The shouts of the guests rose and fell.

It was clear that the two of them couldn't keep up with the demands.

Fu Hua placed the soda on the counter, rolled up her sleeves, and poured it in.

"Does this dress come in other colors?"

"Yes, please wait a moment."

"This size is a bit tight on me, do you have a size up?"

"I'll go look for it for you."

Fu Hua moved seamlessly between the clothes racks and customers, picking up clothes, finding sizes, helping them try them on, collecting money and giving change.

It took almost an hour for the shop to gradually empty out.