I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

"Sis, your novel hasn't been published yet, has it?"

"It's published! It's over 100,000 words long."

"Then why can't I find it?"

Where did you search for it?

"A certain point."

"Who writes female-oriented content on a certain website? Go search on Jinjiang Literature City!"

"No... Sis! You asked me to recommend Jinjiang novels on a certain website!"

"Oh, it's alright, no one else will know."

"Have you ever considered that other people also look for books at certain points..."

"Oh! I really didn't think of that. Then you could add a line from the novel... never mind, never mind, you don't need to worry about it, I'll handle it!"

In just a short while, the chapter that was just posted has already received comments.

"Goodness, so this is just a money-grabbing scheme. The title alone screams 'female-oriented'!"

"Why can't I find it?"

"Hey handsome, what are you doing? Get back to writing!"

"Holy crap! This can't be the protagonist's alternate identity, can it? The protagonist isn't dating girls, is he?"

"Black stockings, black stockings!"

I'm speechless. What kind of people are these?!

I clicked refresh, and more comments appeared. A netizen named "Tsukimi Kano" stepped in and posted a comment under every single one of them.

"The novel is in Jinjiang, it's absolutely fantastic!"

No need to look, this must be my cousin's doing. She's almost thirty and still doing this. No wonder she's still single.

Feeling a bit tired from typing, Ye Feng decided to start reading the comments. As for the negative comments, he never deleted them; in fact, he rarely even read them, as they affected his mood.

Furthermore, he didn't write this, so you can't blame him for it, right?

He got interested today; he found these comments quite amusing at times, and the more he read, the more engrossed he became. Suddenly, he noticed a frequently appearing username: "Miaomiao is so amazing!"

Upon seeing the name Miaomiao, he couldn't help but think of that little girl.

Seeing her argue with those negative comments under almost every one of them, and seeing her post a compliment in almost every chapter, Ye Feng's eyes itched.

Thinking back to the beginning, this girl said he was watching pirated content, but looking at the account's title, she had even given him quite a bit of money!

Why didn't you tell him?

Looking at those comments, and thinking about how a young girl stayed up late every night to encourage herself in the comments section, she really...

Ignoring the fact that the other person was in evening self-study, he picked up his phone, opened the chat window, hesitated for a long time, and didn't know what to send.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll bring it over for you."

They still didn't say it directly, and Ye Feng didn't know why; maybe they were just embarrassed.

Actually, he was worried that if he brought this up, Su Miaomiao would be too embarrassed to praise him.

After waiting for a while, get out of class should have ended. Su Miaomiao sent a question mark, clearly puzzled by Ye Feng's words.

"Hurry up and tell us! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Sausage fried rice! The one at the very back of the food street, there's always a long line after school. You should go early."

"Anything else? Would you like some milk tea?"

The other party sent a few more question marks, followed by another message.

"Did you do something to betray me?"

"There's nothing I could do to offend you. I just wanted to thank you for helping me move. Please don't forget about it."

"Yes, yes, I want to eat Ice Kirin, from Michelle's!"

"You're eating ice cream on such a cold day?"

"You should only eat this on a cold day. Remember to go early, or you'll have to wait in line."

Looking at the message, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile, thinking to himself, "This girl is really easy to please!"

Thinking back to the day before, she helped me move. Her apartment was on the fifth floor, and there was no elevator. This girl ran up and down several times, complaining that she was tired, but she didn't waste a moment.

She helped me make my bed, though she was clumsy; she helped me lift the table, though it was very strenuous and her face turned red, but she didn't give up.

A ringing phone woke Ye Feng from his daze. It was already ten o'clock. He picked up his phone, stood up, and went out.

"Two orders of sausage fried rice, I'll come pick them up later."

He thought he wouldn't have to wait in line, but he forgot that this was the dismissal time for first and second-year high school students. However, there was still half an hour until 10:30, so he wasn't in a hurry.

He wasn't in a hurry for the ice cream; he was worried it would melt in half an hour.

Then we walked to a stall selling braised dishes.

"Give me some dried bean curd sticks, lotus root slices, and... some potato slices too, and duck tongues as well."

At 10:30, Ye Feng arrived at the school gate on time, with plenty of food in his car.

Soon, Su Miaomiao came running out. Seeing the familiar place and the familiar car waiting for her, she ran over with a smile.

"I'm so craving ice cream!"

"You bought so much!"

"I saw everything and wanted to eat it, so I bought it. If we can't finish it, we can just put it in the fridge. By the way, are you going to eat at home or at my place?"

"Let's eat at your place. I already told my mom I'd have to take a few things up, so let's get this over with quickly!"

Holding the ice cream cup, he scooped out a large spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, then showed a satisfied expression.

"Is it really that delicious?"

"You don't understand, I haven't eaten here in ages, I haven't had the time!"

"Then I'll buy it for you every day from now on."

Upon hearing this, Su Miaomiao stopped eating her ice cream and looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled expression.

"You madman, tell me the truth. What did you do to offend me, or is there something you need my help with?"

"You! Fine, don't eat then!"

"Eat, eat, eat! Never mind that for now. What's in your stomach is yours. But let's make this clear first: I definitely won't help with things I can't help with!"

"Eat quickly!"

Su Miaomiao hummed a song while eating ice cream, oblivious to the occasional glances Ye Feng was giving her.

The twelfth floor, Ye Feng's home.

Su Miaomiao opened the door directly. She had also registered the fingerprint lock. She had said she had never played with it before and wanted to try it. After registering, she played with it for a while and then forgot about it. However, when she entered Ye Feng's house, it was just like her own home.

She skillfully took out a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet; she had bought them herself!

"Hurry, hurry, I'm starving! That spicy hot pot is delicious, but it doesn't keep me full. I've been hungry for ages."

"Didn't you just eat ice cream?"

"That can't be eaten as a meal, oh, potato chips! I love these the most!"

Two servings of fried rice were opened, and the two sat facing each other. There was also a lot of braised food in the middle, which was just right to eat with the fried rice.

After eating only half of it, Su Miaomiao slowed down and couldn't eat anymore.

"You lunatic, is that enough for you?"

"Um?"

"I can't finish this, can you eat some for me?"

Without waiting for Ye Feng's agreement, she stood up and started shoveling food into Ye Feng's bowl from the lunchbox.

"Hey, hey, that's enough! If you can't finish it, just leave it there!"

"Don't waste it, you're so big, eat more."

"It's all your saliva!"

"Oh, you're starting to complain? We're brothers, what's there to be afraid of!"

As she said this, Su Miaomiao's ears turned red. She had just been thinking about not wasting food; she always put leftovers into her dad's bowl at home, it was a habit...