My sister never calls me brother.

Zhou Han glanced at the book title again, and he was about to suffer from severe embarrassment...

With a bang, the activity room door was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Nianwei appeared in the doorway. She was still panting, as if she had run there.

Lin Nianwei, who is not good at sports, can actually run? Looking at her, Zhou Han became even more certain that the book belonged to Lin Nianwei.

The club activity room was completely silent. He looked at her, and she looked at him. Their eyes met, but neither of them spoke first.

The atmosphere inexplicably became heavy, as if the two were just one spark away from exploding.

Lin Nianwei saw that Zhou Han had already discovered the book. She had been reading it in secret because her family forbade her to read such things, but she had still secretly read quite a few, especially the childhood sweethearts who eventually got married. She read the most of these stories and loved them very much.

But the fact that such a shameful thing was in Zhou Han's hands, and that the two of them were childhood sweethearts, made things very awkward.

Lin Nianwei didn't know how to start the conversation. Normally, she was incredibly clever, but now she couldn't help but feel nervous. She racked her brains trying to figure out how to gloss over the matter without arousing Zhou Han's suspicion.

Zhou Hanjue broke the silence first. He swallowed and opened his mouth to say, "Um..."

Lin Nianwei's eyes suddenly turned sharp, completely different from her usual calmness, like the world's strongest and sharpest knife.

Zhou Han was so stung by Lin Nianwei's sharp gaze that she suddenly dared not speak and swallowed her words back.

Lin Nianwei, sharp as a knife, stared at Zhou Han, seemingly about to start a war.

Chapter 56 Sharp Tongue Mode

Zhou Han hadn't seen Lin Nianwei with her sharp eyes in a long time.

It's like a sharp knife, so sharp that you can't look directly at it and can only avoid its edge.

Zhou Han had seen it once when she was a child. Lin Nianwei was arguing with two boys and ended up making them cry. She really only talked the talk but didn't walk the walk.

So when Zhou Han saw Lin Nianwei's expression change, he swallowed all his words, afraid that she might stab him in the heart with a knife at the slightest provocation.

Despite Zhou Han's precautions, Lin Nianwei still spoke, instantly switching to her sharp-tongued mode, her words like daggers stabbing at him—

“You…” Lin Nianwei’s sharp eyes flashed.

Zhou Han shivered, cold sweat pouring down her face, thinking, "I'm done for! I'm going to die..."

"You think this book is mine, right? Don't overthink it. I wouldn't read this kind of thing. Only someone with your level of aesthetic taste would read such cheap writing. Living in the sewers with cockroaches and rats, feeling empty like a slut, I think this book would be perfect for you. It could soothe your filthy, disgusting, ugly heart, at least you wouldn't have to get up in the middle of the night and howl at the moon to vent your single-dog frustrations..." Lin Nianwei paused, then continued her verbal attack, "I'll only emphasize one point: this book isn't mine. Because I won't seek self-comfort in books like you, like a frog slowly dying in boiling water, making you feel both pathetic and laughable. The biggest difference between you and me is... I'm a human being, while you're not even as good as a frog. Do you understand?"

Lin Nianwei spoke fluently and eloquently, each word making Zhou Han's heart flutter, and she didn't use any vulgar language, which was the most infuriating thing about her.

Zhou Han felt a tightness in his chest, extremely uncomfortable. He nodded blankly to indicate that he understood, but he dared not speak, for fear that if he said one word, Lin Nianwei would say ten more.

"This book was left with me by someone else. Can I have it returned to me now?" Lin Nianwei asked Zhou Han.

Zhou Han nodded vigorously and shakily handed the bomb in his hand to Lin Nianwei.

Lin Nianwei took the book, glanced at Zhou Han, and asked, "Have you read this book?"

"No...no!" Zhou Han shook her head like a rattle drum.

"So you did see it after all..." Lin Nianwei saw through Zhou Han's lie at a glance. There was no way around it; they'd known each other too long and were too familiar. She continued, "Even if you saw it, don't misunderstand. Although we knew each other when we were little, I don't like you. I think a cockroach in the sewer would be a good match for you. If you misunderstand and think I like you, I'll have a real headache..."

Zhou Han clutched her chest, feeling like she was about to get angina at such a young age...

Lin Nianwei put the book into her schoolbag, turned to leave, but stopped halfway and said, "You won't tell anyone, will you?"

Zhou Han shook her head and waved her hands, wishing she could kneel down and send this great figure away, "No! No! I swear on the lamp!!!"

The incandescent light emitted a buzzing sound and then went out.

Zhou Han was utterly bewildered, cold sweat pouring down her face. She desperately wanted to jump up and smash the light bulb, thinking, "Damn it! Is this light broken?! This isn't the first time, is it?! Is it trying to kill me?!"

"Is that so..." Lin Nianwei hesitated for a moment, not paying attention to the lights going out, and then pushed open the door and left.

"Phew—" Zhou Han let out a long breath, leaned against the wall, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought to himself, "It's finally over. I thought I was going to die today. I was so stupid to read that book."

"You wicked master, are you alright?" Elizabeth asked in her mind.

"Do I look like I'm alright?" Zhou Han replied.

"Lin Nianwei is such a strong-willed girl..." Elizabeth sighed.

"Yes..." Zhou Han said with a bitter face.

"How did you two become friends when you were little?" Elizabeth asked curiously.

"This... I forgot..." Zhou Han scratched his head.

"Will Lin Nianwei remember?" Elizabeth asked again.

"Who knows... They've probably forgotten..." Zhou Han smiled.

Lin Nianwei walked down the street with her head down, seemingly preoccupied, and it was unclear what she was thinking...

She suddenly stopped, stood still for a few seconds, then abruptly turned around and charged back the way she came!

Lin Nianwei arrived at the club's entrance again, pushed open the door, and went inside.

"Aaaaaah—!" Zhou Han was terrified when she saw Lin Nianwei return. She thought in horror, "She still doesn't trust me, does she? What do I have to do to make her believe I won't betray her?!"

"Am I that scary?" Lin Nianwei asked expressionlessly.

"No...no..." Zhou Han felt like she was walking a tightrope, with the constant danger of falling off a cliff and being smashed to pieces.

"Then what's your name?" Lin Nianwei's tone became somewhat aggressive again.

"I...I...my heart hurts..." Zhou Han couldn't think of a good excuse, so she could only say whatever came to mind.

Lin Nianwei was silent for a few seconds, then took out a tissue and a pen from her bag and scribbled something on the paper...

Then she placed the paper on the table, her face slightly flushed, and said, "Come if you want, otherwise don't."

Lin Nianwei left after she finished speaking.

To prevent Lin Nianwei from returning midway, Zhou Han waited for a few more minutes, and in the end, it seemed that she really left.

Zhou Han, who had been on edge, finally relaxed and wondered to herself, "Why is she more assertive now than when she was a child?"

Zhou Han walked to the table, picked up the tissue Lin Nianwei had left behind, and read what was written on it—

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, West Lake Park."

Zhou Han stared at the message Lin Nianwei left behind, her mind filled with questions. What did this mean? Was she... trying to meet me? No way! Could there be some other scheme behind this...?

If the note had been given to him by Yao Xiaorui, Zhou Han would definitely have thought the worst, because he didn't know Yao Xiaorui well. But since it was given to him by Lin Nianwei, based on Zhou Han's understanding of her, Lin Nianwei wouldn't do anything bad to him.

What exactly is Lin Nianwei trying to do? Zhou Han thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

An Audi is driving on the road.

Mr. Lin would occasionally glance at his daughter in the back seat through the rearview mirror, because his daughter had been acting strangely ever since she got in the car, always hiding her face behind her backpack.

Actually, Lin Nianwei's face was very red; she didn't want her father to find out.

She was very bothered that her private hobby had been discovered, and unfortunately, Zhou Han had found out as well. Lin Nianwei was now incredibly embarrassed, and her own little thoughts were already churning within her—

Will he overthink it? Or has he already discovered my feelings for him? It's all the fault of authors these days; why give their books such blatant titles? Couldn't they be a little more subtle?

Lin Nianwei sighed, thinking, "He probably won't find out; he's so dense..."

That matter was alright; what worried Lin Nianwei the most was that invitation—

Will he come tomorrow? He probably will...

Chapter 57 This is not a date!?

It rained lightly outside last night over the weekend.

Zhou Han got up very early because of the note Lin Nianwei left yesterday.

In fact, he didn't sleep all night, thinking about this all night, but he couldn't understand why Lin Nianwei would leave behind a message with no clear meaning.

So Zhou Han decided to go and see the place and time that Lin Nianwei had written down, even though he was determined to go even though he knew there were tigers in the mountains.

After washing up, Zhou Han changed her clothes and got ready to go.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Airi Miyazaki eating potato chips and watching TV, which was a currently popular palace drama.

Zhou Han couldn't understand why Miyazaki Airi would suddenly become obsessed with this kind of TV series. What was so interesting about a bunch of glamorous and shameless women in a harem? He just couldn't figure it out...

Although Zhou Han had asked Miyazaki Airi why she watched such boring things.

But Miyazaki Airi's answer left Zhou Han speechless. She said—

The whole thing is a textbook example of a catfight, which is exactly what onlookers love. If it weren't for the catfight, I wouldn't bother watching it.

Zhou Han did not comment on Miyazaki Airi's remarks. Indeed, onlookers love things like arguments and fights; joining in the fun is in most people's nature.

"Eating too many snacks will make you fat..." Zhou Han said quietly.

Airi Miyazaki glanced at Zhou Han and said with dissatisfaction, "Nonsense! I'm the type who can eat anything and not gain weight! You're the one who gets fat by eating too much!"

"Fine, fine! You can say whatever you want..." Zhou Han said dejectedly. He felt baffled; he had just said one sentence and Miyazaki Airi had gotten angry.

Girls are most afraid of being told they are fat. The damage is almost as great as being told they are ugly. If someone says that, at best they will be given a dirty look, at worst they will be beaten and cut off. However, Zhou Han did not understand this and was just telling the truth.

Miyazaki Airi rolled her eyes at Zhou Han, but then noticed that he seemed to have dressed up and asked, "Going out?"

“Yes…” Zhou Han nodded.

And then... Miyazaki Airi never followed up, not even asking any further questions.

Zhou Han was exasperated and said, "Aren't you going to ask me what I'm going to do?"

"Why should I ask? What's it to me?" Miyazaki Airi rolled her eyes.

"I'm going on a date, do you believe me?" Zhou Han wanted to provoke Miyazaki Airi.

“A date? You…” Miyazaki Airi glanced at Zhou Han, then let out a disdainful sneer, “Heh…”

"What kind of attitude is that?!" Zhou Han was embarrassed and a little annoyed.

"You're going on a date? Are you still half asleep? Go take some sleeping pills and calm down..." Miyazaki Airi said with a laugh, thinking to herself, Zhou Han, this idiot, is going on a date? How could that be? I've never heard such a funny joke.

Zhou Han licked her lips, said nothing more, put on her shoes, and went straight out.

After watching Zhou Han leave, Miyazaki Airi didn't have any particular thoughts and continued happily watching TV and eating potato chips.

After a while, she stopped eating as often as possible. She looked at the potato chips in her hand, thought about Zhou Han's words, and became more and more worried.

Miyazaki Airi glanced at the doorway, worried that Zhou Han might suddenly come back.

She quickly ran to the balcony, looked downstairs, and saw that Zhou Han had already left the community.

Now Miyazaki Airi was relieved. She took out the scale, stood on it eagerly, and checked her weight. Then her face darkened, and she angrily threw the potato chips against the wall to vent her anger!