Oh no, the aloof school beauty has been reborn too!

The air in front of the window was quiet for a moment.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and managed to swallow the rest of the words.

What am I even thinking...?

Shen Qingyi, who was standing behind him, naturally heard it.

How could she not hear?

Being so close, and with Lu Xing's stutter so obvious just now.

Shen Qingyi raised her eyes and looked at Lu Xing's profile as he stood in front of the window, trying to appear calm.

The boy's jawline was clean, but the tips of his ears were slightly rosy.

He held his phone in one hand, while the other hung at his side, his fingertips slightly twitching.

As Shen Qingyi watched, she couldn't help but smile.

She roughly guessed what Lu Xing was about to say.

Bamboo shoot and pork buns, soy milk, and tea eggs—it all sounds quite proper.

Shen Qingyi lowered her head, trying to suppress the smile on her lips, but she couldn't completely hide it.

Lu Xing took the breakfast from the aunt and turned around, just in time to see her like this.

His heart tightened immediately.

Oh no, she heard it.

She definitely heard it...

Lu Xing cleared his throat, trying to appear more composed.

What would you like to eat?

Shen Qingyi raised her face and looked at him with her eyes crinkling.

"Me?"

She raised her voice slightly at the end.

Lu Xing: "..."

Please, don't look at me like that.

Shen Qingyi stopped teasing him and turned to the auntie in the window, saying:

"Auntie, I'd like a pork bun, a tea egg, and a cup of soy milk."

"Okay."

The cafeteria auntie was quick and efficient, and soon packed the food and handed it out.

The two scanned the QR code to pay.

Lu Xing carried his breakfast and then glanced at the bag in Shen Qingyi's hand.

He instinctively wanted to help her take it, but stopped as soon as his hand moved.

It's just breakfast; it's not like they can't carry it.

It would seem strange if he tried to take it by force.

Lu Xing suppressed his thoughts and looked around the cafeteria.

There were quite a few people at breakfast time, and the seats near the window were almost full.

The tables near the entrance were constantly bustling with people coming and going.

Shen Qingyi's expression became more composed, which only highlighted her aloofness.

People would glance over here every now and then.

Some were simply amazed, others were out of curiosity.

Some boys glanced at it and then immediately pretended to lower their heads to drink their porridge.

Seeing this, Lu Xing felt that he hadn't even had breakfast yet, and his appetite had already been halved.

Who can stand this?

It's not like I have any weird fetishes, why should I be stared at while I'm eating breakfast?

Lu Xing quickly made a decision and led Shen Qingyi to a corner of the cafeteria.

"Sit over there."

Shen Qingyi looked in the direction he indicated.

It was a small table against the wall, in a relatively secluded spot, and there weren't many people around it.

She nodded gently.

"it is good."

The two walked over one after the other.

Lu Xing placed the breakfast on the table but did not sit down immediately.

He first took out a pack of tissues from his pocket.

Shen Qingyi's eyes lit up slightly when she saw the pack of tissues.

Lu Xing took out a card and wiped the table on Shen Qingyi's side first.

The table wasn't actually that dirty; the cafeteria staff must have just cleaned it.

But he still wiped it very carefully.

After wiping Shen Qingyi's side, he took out another card and wiped his own side as well.

The two were sitting facing each other.

Shen Qingyi sat inside against the wall, while Lu Xing sat on the outside.

In this way, even if others look this way, their view will be mostly blocked by Lu Xing.

As Shen Qingyi watched him wiping the table with his head down, the smile in her eyes softened little by little.

After Lu Xing sat down, she said softly:

"Thanks."

Lu Xing crumpled up the used tissues and threw them into the trash can next to him.

"It's nothing."

Shen Qingyi held the soy milk cup in both hands, her fingertips touching the inside of the cup, and suddenly asked:

"You actually remembered to bring tissues?"

Lu Xing made a pause.

Honestly, how many 18-year-old boys carry tissues with them?

Really fragrant.

Lu Xing raised his hand and scratched his cheek, turning his gaze slightly away.

"I just feel..."

"Carrying paper with you is indeed much more convenient; it's a good habit."

After saying that, as if to cover something up, he picked up the tea egg and began to peel it.

Shen Qingyi lowered her head and took a bite of the meat bun, but the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

So arrogant and tsundere.

The steamed pork buns were fresh out of the steamer; the outer skin was soft and fluffy, and the meat filling inside was still slightly warm.

She first bit a small hole in it and looked down at the soup and oil inside.

Then I caught it in a plastic bag and gently squeezed out a little bit.

Only after doing all that did she continue eating slowly.

Lu Xing was peeling a tea egg when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye.

Even a simple meat bun looks strangely elegant when she holds it in her hand.

He had already peeled most of the tea egg shells.

The brownish egg white is exposed, with fine cracks on it, and carries a faint tea aroma.

As Lu Xing peeled the shells, he habitually didn't remove them completely, leaving a ring of shell at the bottom.

This action was so natural to him that it didn't require any thought at all.

After peeling it, he raised his hand and handed the tea egg to Shen Qingyi.

"Give."

Shen Qingyi was about to take her second bite of the bun when she heard the sound and looked up.

My gaze fell on the peeled tea egg.

A small piece of the eggshell is left at the bottom, making it easy to pick up.

Lu Xing's fingers gripped the bottom of the shell, the way he handed it over was so familiar it was almost blinding.

Shen Qingyi suddenly froze.

The noise in the cafeteria was gradually silenced.

The scene before my eyes began to blur.

Then, at a certain moment, it overlapped with another scene from deep within my memory.

It was just an ordinary morning...

On the dining table at home were two bowls of millet porridge, a small dish of side dishes, and freshly boiled tea eggs.

The sunlight outside the window was lovely, shining on the living room floor.

Lu Xing was wearing pajamas, and his hair was still a little messy, so he had obviously just woken up not long ago.

He sat across from her, saying, "No overtime tonight," and "You can go home for dinner now."

But he had already naturally picked up a tea egg in his hand.

Click, click.

He peeled the eggshell off little by little.

He peeled the shell clean, leaving only a little bit at the very bottom.

Then hand it to her.

"Give."

Shen Qingyi's fingertips stiffened slightly.

Reality and memory intertwined and shifted before her eyes.

Lu Xing found it strange that she hadn't answered.

He looked down at the tea egg in his hand.

Is it because you think your hands are dirty?

But she shouldn't be that kind of person...

Lu Xing had no choice but to try explaining:

"I saw you bought tea eggs too, so I peeled them for you."

He passed the egg back to her.

"Take it and eat it."

Shen Qingyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had just come back to her senses.

She opened her mouth, and in that instant, her body acted faster than her reason.

The name I'd called out countless times almost rolled off my throat.

"old……"

She snapped back to reality the moment the words left her mouth.

Shen Qingyi clenched her fingers, swallowing back the words that followed.

Lu Xing didn't hear clearly.

The cafeteria was too noisy, and he only heard Shen Qingyi say something, but he couldn't make out what she said.

Lu Xing tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with doubt:

"What did you just say?"

Shen Qingyi looked at him, and her eyes suddenly felt hot.

No, you can't cry.

At least I can't cry here!

Shen Qingyi pressed her lips together tightly.

She lowered her eyes, using the act of taking the tea egg to conceal the emotions on her face.

Shen Qingyi took a breath and tried her best to suppress her tears.

A brief silence fell between the two.

Someone walked by carrying a tray, their footsteps making a soft rustling sound on the ground.

Several seconds later, she slowly raised her head, with only a trace of light red remaining at the corners of her eyes.

Lu Xing sensed something was wrong and considered how to start the conversation...

Shen Qingyi, as if afraid he would ask further questions, first curved the corners of her lips into a smile.

She looked at Lu Xing in front of her, her voice as soft as the morning mist that was about to dissipate.

"Land journey".

Lu Xing subconsciously sat up straighter.

Why does peeling an egg for her feel like I've done something wrong?

Lin Yuanzhou, you bastard, I'm going to hang your underwear on a street lamp when we get back!

"Um?"

Shen Qingyi smiled, her smile as delicate as a flower that would wither at the slightest touch.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked the question she had kept hidden for so long:

Why are you being so nice to me?