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Zhang Yifan stood there, stunned, and asked a question.

He hadn't yet processed the statement, "Doubao is quite right."

What did Doubao say again?

Oh! Right!

Doubao said to just kiss her!

Wait, what she meant by saying Doubao was right was...

Shen Zhiyi didn't give him any more time to think.

She tiptoed slightly and gave him a light, fleeting kiss on the lips.

The kiss was very light, as light as a grain of sand carried by the sea breeze, and it was over before he could even react.

Zhang Yifan stood there, as if his whole being had been paused.

His mind went blank, his mouth was slightly open, but the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably turning upwards.

By the time he finally realized what had happened, Shen Zhiyi had already walked several meters away.

Her steps remained quick and steady, her ponytail swaying gently over her shoulder, as if nothing had happened.

But her ears were so red they looked like they could bleed.

"Young Miss! You have no sportsmanship! You attacked me from behind!"

Shen Zhiyi didn't turn her head or stop walking.

Zhang Yifan strode after her and walked beside her.

The two walked side by side along the path by the sea. The morning light chased after them from the sea behind them, casting their shadows in front of them, one high and one low, swaying alternately.

As they walked, Shen Zhiyi looked down at the distance between them.

Just like before, we were separated by half a shoulder, neither too close nor too far, neither of us touching.

She felt like something was off.

We just kissed and confessed our feelings, so why are you walking like you did when we were classmates?

She thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something was missing.

She reached out and naturally took Zhang Yifan's hand.

Zhang Yifan's body visibly stiffened for a moment.

He looked down at their clasped hands, then at Shen Zhiyi's profile as she tried to maintain a calm expression, and asked, "Why are you holding my hand?"

Shen Zhiyi felt a throbbing in her temple.

She took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, but her voice involuntarily rose half a tone: "What do you think?"

Zhang Yifan's mind clearly went blank for a moment, and he blurted out, "I don't know."

"What is our relationship now?"

"...boyfriend and girlfriend."

How should boyfriends and girlfriends walk?

Zhang Yifan looked down at their clasped hands, then at Shen Zhiyi's face, which had given up on maintaining a calm expression, and finally realized what was happening.

He said, "I understand. I'll walk like this from now on."

Then he tightened his grip on her hand, his fingers slipping between her fingers and clasping the back of her hand.

Shen Zhiyi felt her heart skip two beats, but she didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she turned her head and pretended to look at the fishing boats on the distant sea.

The two held hands and continued walking along the path by the sea.

After walking for a while, Zhang Yifan suddenly spoke up: "Your hands are a little cold."

"...That's because of the sea breeze."

"Then I'll take you home."

"No need, it won't get cold if I hold your hand."

As Zhang Yifan walked, his stomach rumbled.

Zhang Yifan looked at Shen Zhiyi somewhat embarrassed and scratched his head.

Shen Zhiyi then remembered that this person had driven for four hours and walked with her for so long.

He immediately said he would take him out for breakfast.

"There's a noodle shop nearby that has really delicious seafood noodles. I go there every summer when I come here."

"it is good."

The two walked hand in hand along the path by the sea and turned into an old street.

The noodle shop is small and the storefront is inconspicuous, but there are several aunties who got up early to buy groceries in front of it.

Shen Zhiyi found a table by the window and sat down, ordering two bowls of the signature seafood noodles.

Zhang Yifan was stunned when the noodles were served.

The bowl was bigger than his face, and it was covered with squid rings, prawns, and clams. The soup base was milky white, and you could tell from the smell that it was bone broth that had been simmering for a long time.

He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

"This noodle soup is really delicious! The noodles are chewy and the soup is flavorful."

"Lian City is located by the sea and has a developed fishing industry. The noodles at this restaurant are made with freshly caught seafood every day, and the ingredients are never kept overnight."

"No wonder it's so fresh." Zhang Yifan lowered his head and took another big bite, muttering to himself, "I'll come here every summer vacation from now on."

"You're quite impolite."

"Hehe~ Do I need to be so polite with you~"

Shen Zhiyi lowered her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, but did not reply.

She simply transferred the biggest shrimp from her bowl into his.

As the two were eating, Shen Zhiyi's phone rang.

She glanced down at the caller ID, her relaxed expression instantly turning into one of tension.

She answered the phone, and Lu Wanqing's voice came from the other end: "Yiyi, where have you been so early in the morning? Why aren't you home?"

Shen Zhiyi stammered that she got up early to eat seafood noodles.

Lu Wanqing asked, "By yourself?"

Shen Zhiyi said decisively, "That's right, I came by myself."

Lu Wanqing was silent for a moment, then said, "Look outside the shop."

Shen Zhiyi immediately sensed something was wrong.

She turned her head somewhat stiffly and looked out through the glass window of the noodle shop.

Her mother, Lu Wanqing, and her maternal grandmother were carrying groceries they had just bought, standing outside the window, watching her through the glass.

Grandma looked at Zhang Yifan with a kind expression, as if she were looking at her own grandson-in-law.

Lu Wanqing's expression was more subtle, with a meaningful smile on her lips.

Shen Zhiyi put down her phone and whispered, "It's all over, it's all over."

Seeing her caught red-handed, Zhang Yifan couldn't help but laugh: "Is your boyfriend really that unpresentable?"

He put down his chopsticks, stood up, straightened his collar, and walked out with an air of nonchalance.

"Hello Auntie, hello Grandma, my name is Zhang Yifan, I'm Zhiyi's classmate—and now my boyfriend."

Grandma was very enthusiastic. She held his hand and said that the child was very handsome and had a good appearance.

Lu Wanqing recognized him at a glance. Wasn't this the young man from Villa No. 1 who had chatted with Lao Shen for half a day in the community that night?

She smiled and said, "It's great to see you again, young man."

Zhang Yifan smiled and said, "Auntie, I never expected you to be Zhiyi's mother."

"I only recognized you after seeing you on TV. You were the top scorer in the college entrance exam, and you applied to Tsinghua University with Yiyi?"

"Yes, it's still a major."

Grandma listened from the side and nodded repeatedly: "This child is excellent, good-looking, and just like our Yiyi, a good child."

Standing there, Lu Wanqing found Zhang Yifan pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at him. Her gaze swept back and forth between him and Shen Zhiyi, and the smile on her lips deepened.

Shen Zhiyi was stunned.

She thought her mother would object to her dating, or at least question her a bit.

It now seems that her mother not only doesn't object, but actually quite agrees.

When Lu Wanqing heard that Zhang Yifan had driven all night from Jicheng, she insisted that he go home and get some rest first.

"It's lunchtime, let Grandma cook and show off her skills. You haven't tried Grandma's braised ribbonfish, it's one of her specialties."

Zhang Yifan couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to agree.

Lu Wanqing and her grandmother each pulled Zhang Yifan along, one on each side, chatting as they walked about what dishes they would cook for lunch.

Shen Zhiyi stood there, watching her mother and grandmother lead her boyfriend further and further away, stunned for a long time.

No, is nobody taking care of her?

Am I now an outsider?

Zhang Yifan turned around and waved to her.

She stamped her foot and quickened her pace to catch up.