You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Su Qinghe was preoccupied with her plans for the evening and didn't notice that just as she stepped out of the store, a figure wearing a dark baseball cap suddenly stopped in the crowd behind her.

The brim of his hat was pulled down so low that it almost covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of gloomy eyes visible.

It's Zhao Wenyu.

He had been following her for the entire afternoon.

From the moment Su Qinghe posted her first update with location information on social media, Zhao Wenyu pinpointed the location of the resort.

Today, he dressed as an ordinary tourist and blended into the resort's open commercial area as a solo traveler.

From the moment Su Qinghe appeared on the commercial street, he followed her at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Su Qinghe walked into another shop selling coconut carving crafts.

Zhao Wenyu did not follow her inside, but instead leaned against the trunk of a coconut tree across the street, watching her every move through the shop's glass window.

She was picking things out.

After making my choice, I held it up to the phone camera and took a picture, then looked down to type, and then smiled foolishly at the screen.

As Zhao Wenyu watched her smile, a suppressed and distorted smile slowly appeared on his lips.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

After the call connected, he lowered his voice and said, "Found it, it's at the East Bay Resort."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then a hoarse male voice asked, "Are there many people?"

"There are quite a few people on the commercial street."

"Then don't rush. If too many people cause a commotion, it will be difficult to handle. Keep an eye on things and look for an opportunity."

A surge of anger flashed in Zhao Wenyu's eyes for a moment, but he ultimately suppressed it.

"OK."

He hung up the phone and turned his attention back to Su Qinghe in the shop.

She was paying the bill, with that kind of blissful smile on her face that made people angry just looking at her.

Zhao Wenyu pulled his baseball cap down even further, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

……

It was the morning of the third day of the vacation.

The sun was still shining brightly, and the sea breeze still carried the salty scent of coconut. Everything seemed no different from the previous two days.

Su Qinghe lay on the restaurant table, poking at the last piece of fruit on her plate with her fork while tilting her head to look at Jiang Che sitting opposite her.

She was still thinking about what happened last night.

She had originally planned to give the hand-woven rope to Jiang Che after dinner.

She even rehearsed her lines in her mind several times—"A-Che, put your hand out and close your eyes," and then tie it for him while he closed his eyes, followed by a kiss on his cheek.

perfect.

The results of it?

As a result, after returning to his room last night, Jiang Che suddenly became interested in something for no apparent reason.

The moment the door closed, he pressed himself against her, pinning her against the wall in the entryway, and kissed her.

Su Qinghe was thinking, "I have something else to give you later," but before she could finish speaking, she was picked up and thrown onto the bed.

then……

Then there is no more.

When the two of them lay exhausted on the bed, panting, Su Qinghe didn't have the strength to move a single finger, let alone say anything about surprises or lines.

Only one thought remained in my mind—I'll deliver it tomorrow.

Su Qinghe felt her face getting hotter and hotter. She poked around aimlessly with her fork in the plate, eventually smashing the last piece of mango to pieces.

"What grudge do you have against that mango?"

Jiang Che looked up at her, his tone slightly amused.

Su Qinghe snapped out of her daze, quickly put down the fork, and coughed guiltily, "N-no, I was just... studying its fibrous structure."

After a moment of silence, her thoughts drifted back to a dessert shop she had passed by on her way to the shopping street yesterday.

She remembers clearly that there was a blackboard in front of the shop with a huge mango smoothie drawn on it in colored chalk, and the words "must-order signature dish" written next to it.

She was so captivated that she couldn't move on, but because she was carrying several paper bags in her hands, she couldn't free up any more hands and could only look at them reluctantly several times before leaving.

So I definitely have to go today!

Jiang Che was looking down at his phone, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was dealing with some message.

Su Qinghe looked at him for a while, then suddenly put down her fork, rested her chin on her hands, and leaned closer, "A-Che~"

"Um?"

"I want to go to that dessert shop in the shopping street yesterday. I've been wanting to try their mango smoothie for ages, it looks so delicious!"

As she spoke, her eyes lit up, and she gestured with her hands on the table to show the size of a bowl. "That pile of mangoes is so high, and it's topped with coconut milk and shaved ice. Everyone in the comments section is saying it's super delicious!"

Jiang Che looked up at her, a slight smile playing on his lips as he teased, "Did you come here on vacation or just to eat?"

"I want them both!" Su Qinghe said confidently.

Jiang Che shook his head, turned his phone over so she could see the screen, and said, "My sister messaged me, asking when I'm moving to Beijing this summer. I'll reply with my schedule and stuff. If you're in a hurry, you can go ahead by yourself?"

Su Qinghe's eyes immediately lit up.

"Really?! I'll go now!"

"Go ahead," Jiang Che nodded, but then added, "Don't go too far. Come back as soon as you're done buying it, and don't silence your phone."

"Okay, okay, you're so long-winded~"

Su Qinghe pouted and muttered something, then jumped up from the chair, put her straw hat on her head, slung her small crossbody bag over her shoulder, and skipped towards the door.

As she reached the door, she turned back, bent down, and quickly pecked Jiang Che on the cheek.

"Want me to get you a drink?"

"No need, you drink it yourself."

"Alright! I'm off then!"

Then they ran away in a flash.

The door closed.

Jiang Che lowered his head and continued replying to Bai Yuning's messages. He tapped the screen a few times with his fingers, then suddenly stopped.

He couldn't explain why, but a strange tightness suddenly gripped his chest.

It felt like something had bumped into it.

He glanced up at the closed door, thought for a moment, then lowered his head to continue typing.

It should be nothing serious.

……

The resort's walking paths are paved with smooth stone slabs, and lush tropical vegetation lines both sides, with banana leaves and palm trees intertwined, filtering the sunlight overhead into shimmering fragments of gold.

Tourists strolled along the path in twos and threes, including young couples pushing strollers, elderly people with silver hair wearing sun hats, and a few girls wearing floral shirts and holding selfie sticks.

Su Qinghe walked along the road in her sandals, clattering on and off, glancing down at her phone map every now and then to check her direction.

The sunlight filtering through the coconut palm leaves felt warm and comforting on her skin. She was in a good mood, humming a song softly as she walked.

As she walked, she suddenly stopped.

A very subtle feeling rose up from my back.

It felt like... something was watching me.

Su Qinghe subconsciously turned her head and looked around.

Behind me was an empty pedestrian path, and a couple with a child were walking away in the opposite direction a dozen meters away.

There was nothing behind the coconut palm grove a little further away.

nobody.

"..."

Su Qinghe looked away, thinking she was just imagining things.

Maybe it's because I've been in the sun too much these past few days, my head is a little foggy.

She shook her head and continued walking.

The pedestrian path turned a corner ahead, and after passing a neatly trimmed green belt, the view on both sides suddenly narrowed.

The vegetation here is particularly lush, making the path somewhat dark.

The moment Su Qinghe rounded the bend, she abruptly stopped.

A white van was parked not far ahead, with the sliding door on the side of the truck bed open, and the inside of the van was dark.

She hadn't even had time to wonder why the car was parked on the sidewalk—

A hand suddenly covered her mouth and nose from the side!