My game, Orange Flavor, is great!

Lu Zhao smiled awkwardly and quickly took out his phone to scan the QR code: "Sorry, sorry, something came up and I was delayed. I'll pay right away."

Honestly, how could I forget about the young lady?

If she had really left just now, Xia Zhifei would definitely have made trouble for her when she got back.

After finally paying the roadside vendors, Lu Zhao escaped their encirclement and followed the direction of the fire. Not long after, he saw the two people leaning against the railing looking at the stars in the distance.

She adjusted her expression and walked over with a smile, "How is it? Are you full?"

The young lady glanced at her and asked with displeasure, "Why didn't you come over for so long? We've been waiting here for ages."

Lu Zhao quickly apologized, "Sorry, sorry, my stomach was a little upset just now, so I went to the restroom."

Anyway, she passed by a public restroom on the way here, so there's nothing wrong with what she said.

Upon hearing this, the little angel Wenruo immediately moved closer. "Did you eat something wrong just now? Or was some of the food from a street vendor not hygienic enough? Is your stomach still upset?"

The barrage of questions made Lu Zhao a little guilty, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and reassure her, "Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine, I'm all better now."

However, before he could finish speaking, Xia Zhifei snorted coldly: "You're in good health? I seem to remember someone telling me that just two days ago..."

"Ah! It's getting late, let's hurry back!" Lu Zhao hurriedly interrupted her, while constantly giving her meaningful glances.

Wenruo is still here. If she knew that I was unwell, she would probably ask me about my health again, which is unnecessary.

Xia Zhifei then stopped talking and handed her the still-warm jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), saying, "I suddenly didn't want to eat it after I bought it. Can you help me get rid of it?"

"Huh?" Lu Zhao was taken aback and blurted out, "Then you can throw it away."

Her intention was that wasting food is wrong, but there's no need to force yourself to eat, as it's bad for your health.

However, the young lady only glanced at her coldly before turning and leaving.

Lu Zhao followed her, completely bewildered, not knowing what he had said wrong.

But then again, when she paid just now, there didn't seem to be any jianbing (Chinese crepe) stalls, did there?

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Mindset of an Elderly Mother

In the end, she obediently finished the jianbing guozi. To be honest, this amount would be enough for an ordinary student, but for a spirit like her who expends more energy than the average person, it was a bit too much.

The new race, the Spirit Race, possesses strong vitality and regenerative abilities, along with various other skills. However, their energy consumption is correspondingly much higher than that of ordinary people.

Just look at the young lady; she eats so much every day, yet she hasn't gained any weight. In fact, she weighed herself the other day and found she had lost two pounds.

Wow, that's an enviable physique no matter where you are.

Lu Zhao looked down and poked the four bathroom heaters on his stomach, feeling that they seemed a little shallow.

I'm going to the martial arts gym tomorrow, so I'll increase the intensity of my training a bit.

The thought of Master Lou calling over several of his senior teammates from the national team sent chills down Lu Zhao's spine.

I should eat more tonight, because I might not be able to eat tomorrow.

She got out of bed and went downstairs, groped her way to the refrigerator in the dark, and searched for food for a while. Finally, she was disappointed to find that, in order to prevent the young lady from eating snacks indiscriminately, there were basically only some non-ready-to-eat items left in the house.

Would you like me to cook something?

I glanced hesitantly at the wall clock; it showed that it was already 1:30 in the morning.

Never mind, I have to get up early for work tomorrow.

The worker sighed helplessly, then closed the refrigerator door, clutching his rumbling stomach as he went upstairs. However, just as he reached the hallway, he heard a burst of cheerful laughter coming from the young lady's room.

Why aren't you asleep so late?

She walked suspiciously to the door and listened for a while, but all she heard were things like "What movies are showing tomorrow?" and "Today's dinner was especially delicious."

The conversation was mundane, but... there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity in the tone.

Is Xia Zhifei in a relationship?

She was startled by the thought that flashed through her mind, and then leaned closer to the bedroom door to listen carefully, but the voices inside gradually faded and soon disappeared.

Looks like she's asleep.

Lu Zhao let out a deep breath, trying hard to hide the disappointment welling up in his heart, the feeling that "his sweet daughter had been taken by a pig."

Calm down, you can't rush in and confront them now!

She pinched her palm hard to stay awake, stood at the door for a long time before finally making up her mind and tiptoed away.

But in any case, whether Xia Zhifei is in a relationship is still unknown. Maybe he just has a good friend?

In short, she can't rush this matter.

While mentally preparing himself, Lu Zhao returned to his room, but he couldn't understand why the young lady had been a shut-in before and rarely went out.

Now that I'm back to work, my husband is always by my side. Where would I find the time to date?

She had never heard any unfamiliar names uttered by the young lady before.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was being narrow-minded. She thought she must have misheard, especially since the other person hadn't used any ambiguous language on the phone and they were talking about very ordinary topics.

Hmm... I'd better think about it some more. It wouldn't be good to offend Xia Zhifei by asking her questions rashly.

With the anxiety of an elderly mother choosing a son-in-law while also fearing to hurt her daughter's feelings, Lu Zhao drifted off to sleep.

……

"Ah Zhao, I think I have someone I like."

She saw Xia Zhifei, looking shy, holding the hand of someone whose face she couldn't see, and speaking to her.

Lu Zhao hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's...that's good. Who is this person? Have I met them? What's their character like?"

Xia Zhifei stared at her as if she were an idiot, "Why are you asking this? What's it to you?"

"How can it be alright!" She was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward to pull the other person away. "We've relied on each other for so many years, don't we have the right to know this? Besides, I don't know that person's character, so I can't trust you to be with her!"

Xia Zhifei coldly shook off her hand: "Depend on each other for survival? That was the original A Zhao. You're just an imposter. What right do you have to talk to me like that?"

Counterfeit!

Lu Zhao's heart sank suddenly, a mixture of fear and anxiety swirling together, indiscriminately tangling her thoughts into a jumbled mess.

"I..." She released Xia Zhifei's hand in surprise and took a few steps back. "I am indeed not that Lu Zhao, but..."

But after spending so much time together, she had long since come to regard Xia Zhifei as a friend.

"You lied to me first, Lu Zhao." Xia Zhifei's face gradually blurred before his eyes, leaving only a sentence that dissipated into thin air, "From now on, I don't want you to ask about my affairs anymore."

No! That's not how it works!

Xiao Fei, listen to me!

Lu Zhao rushed forward in a panic, only to find that Xia Zhifei and the person she was holding hands with had long since disappeared, leaving her alone in this vast white expanse.

Her body slumped down, and she sat on the cold ground, burying her head deeply.

How could she forget?

This body now belongs to someone else. Xia Zhifei's friendship and the attitudes of others towards her are actually given to this body, not to her.

What right does someone who has usurped their place and deceived them from beginning to end have to care about their private affairs?

She buried her head in her knees like an ostrich, as if she wanted to stay in that position forever.

Until... a voice rang out.

"Lu Zhao." She heard that person call her that.

No, I am not Lu Zhao. I am just a liar who takes over other people's bodies.

She was screaming wildly in her mind, without even looking up.

But the man continued to call out, "Lu Zhao, I know it's you, why don't you dare look at me?"

I don't dare to look...?

As if sensing something in her heart, she looked up blankly and met those eyes that seemed to hold the stars once more.

Lu Zhao subconsciously opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say. His lips moved for a long time, and then he reluctantly closed them again.

Si Ling stood in front of her, slowly squatted down to look her in the eye, a hint of a smile in her eyes, "Why are you crying?"

Did she cry?

Subconsciously touching his face, Lu Zhao realized that he had been crying without even noticing.

The next second, Si Ling reached out his hand to her.

"follow me."

Her words seemed to possess some kind of magic, causing Lu Zhao to involuntarily grasp her hand in return, and the two of them stood up while looking at each other.

"manage……"

She was about to reveal the other person's name when she saw Si Ling mysteriously raise her index finger: "Shh, you can't remember me yet."

Suddenly, Lu Zhao sat up in bed, drenched in sweat.

She woke up.

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Mischievous Child

When morning came, I still couldn't remember what I had dreamed about last night.

Lu Zhao sat at the dining table, eating fried dough sticks with a somewhat dejected expression. She subconsciously felt that it should have been a very important dream, but she couldn't remember what it was about.

Seeing that she looked listless, Xia Zhifei reached out and touched her forehead with some curiosity: "It's not hot... Ah Zhao, are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah, I'm fine!" Lu Zhao quickly smiled and urged her, "Hurry up and finish eating, we're going to be late."

I wonder who was distracted just now.

The young lady muttered to herself, then quickened her pace.

Lu Zhao sighed and decided to stop thinking about those dreams. In the end, they were just dreams, and forgetting them wouldn't be a big deal.

The two quickly finished their breakfast and headed out. By the time they arrived at the Department of Neighborhood Affairs, they were only two minutes away from being late.

"Yay! We've arrived on time!"