How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

Xu Yan couldn't help but laugh, "Nonsense, I feel sorry for my sister being cold, but doesn't my sister feel sorry for me wearing a short-sleeved shirt home?"

"Playing the victim... If I'm only going to wear this for a short while, I might as well just find a car and go home."

"Then why don't you look for it?"

Xu Yan looked completely innocent.

He was so innocent, so innocent that Shu Ying wanted to throw her shoe in his face.

"I'm leaving right now!"

She took a step forward.

Xu Yan quickly caught up with the other person, his hands in his pockets. He didn't feel cold at all; his physical condition had indeed changed noticeably.

"Just kidding, you know me."

"Don't say that. We haven't known each other for very long. I only know what I need to know."

Her tone was slightly stiff, but she still stopped at the roadside guardrail, where red and green lights were flashing in the distance.

Xu Yan leaned against the railing beside her, watching the dust kicked up by the passing vehicles.

"Does your sister usually experience a lot of work pressure?"

Looking at Xu Yan's profile, with its smooth lines and clearly defined features, Shu Ying knew what he probably wanted to say.

"Actually, when I'm focused on work, I don't feel any pressure. It's just that when I'm alone at night, I start thinking about all sorts of things, and then I feel like drinking."

Xu Yan nodded, "That's good too. Everyone has their own way of venting their emotions."

"Then why don't you want me to drink?"

When did it become that I don't want her to drink? This whole thing is making it sound like I can control her... Of course, I don't really want to control her that much.

Constraints are also a kind of ambiguous relationship; they don't yet have such deep bonds.

"It's mainly bad for your health."

Xu Yan said this.

Shu Ying scoffed, "You can tough it out if you're physically unwell, but if you have mental health issues, you never know when you might self-destruct. What do you think?"

Xu Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "That's true, anyway, living and breathing oxygen is a slow death, right?"

"of course."

After she finished speaking those two words, she seemed to remember something, and her eyes lowered slightly. "If you can't live according to your own wishes, then whether you live or die doesn't really matter."

Xu Yan shook his head, "At least while you're alive, there's still a chance for things to turn around. Once you're gone, you really have nothing left."

"What if a so-called turning point doesn't occur?"

She gazed intently at the boy, and at that moment her demeanor seemed somewhat different.

At least the light in her eyes had changed, and she was getting closer to herself.

The two hands on the fence almost touched each other.

I was so close I could feel her breathing.

As she looked up, Xu Yan turned her head to look at the road.

"At least we've had a thrilling tug-of-war with the fate of this trench. If we've fought it out, then it wasn't a wasted trip."

She looked at her hand on the railing; her little finger had touched the boy's little finger.

But he didn't seem to have any particular reaction.

Shu Ying finally raised her hand, and Xu Yan turned around. She took off her coat.

With a rather cool and dashing move, he then swung the object onto Xu Yan's arm and placed it there.

"Thanks for coming out for drinks with me tonight, I'm off."

The red light in the distance turned green.

Watching her back as she walked across the zebra crossing with the large group of people crossing the street, her shadow intersecting with the white lines, I realized she was part of a larger group.

Her gaze returned to the clothes on her arm.

"call."

"go home!"

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Chapter 111 Her Encounter with Her

Sunday.

It was probably the most comfortable Sunday I've ever had.

With nothing else to do, I just stay home and play video games intensely.

Although Xu Yan isn't as obsessed with games anymore, he really has nothing else to do when he's free, so it seems like playing games is the only thing he can do.

Furthermore, I need to find a reasonable explanation for the extra expenses I've recently incurred.

As for why Lao Xu and Empress Dowager Wang allowed him to play games so recklessly, the reason was simple: the monthly exam results were right there on their faces, and they were quite convincing.

Forget about the difficulty level; just tell me if the score has genuinely increased.

It's like in the stock market. You don't care if the guy's actions were a stroke of genius or pure luck; just tell me if the money that's in his account is real!

Fortunately, games aren't like a job that you have to deal with. It's quite enjoyable to pass the time without any burden.

Playing from morning until lunchtime, and then playing again after lunch, is still a bit tiring.

Damn, I'm actually starting to feel like studying. Am I going crazy?

I ate dinner early tonight, since I have to go to evening self-study soon.

"By the way, is your school going to have a sports meet?"

During the meal, Wang Hui suddenly asked a question.

Xu Yan looked at her mother strangely, "Yes, it's next week. Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"Oh, I saw it posted on your school's official WeChat account. It seems your school is taking this quite seriously, right?"

"Yes, I heard that quite a few leaders have come."

"Have you registered yet?"

Suddenly, Xu Jia'an interjected, still wearing the watch Xu Yan had given him on his hand as he held his rice bowl.

Xu Yan felt that his father was also a proud and arrogant person. He would say that he didn't want him to buy such expensive things, and he would occasionally complain that the things he gave him were cheaper than the things he gave Wang Hui. But he always wore this watch on his wrist until it was time to go to bed.

Won't your wrist get tired? Xu Yan felt that holding a pen all day would be unbearable for her wrist.

Hey, Lao Xu, does your hand hurt?

"I signed up. I had no choice. There were quotas in the class, and even if I didn't sign up, I would be forced to participate."

"I see."

Old Xu nodded, then, as if remembering something, said, "I remember you participated once in junior high school, and then never participated again, right?"

Wang Hui said irritably, "And you still say that? You almost got into a fight while running a kilometer, don't you remember that?"

"Yeah, in the 1000-meter race, this kid started like he was sprinting in the 1000 meters, which messed up the rhythm of the other athletes and made them get a stitch on the spot... They were so angry that they wanted to beat him up after the race."

Xu Yan reluctantly put down his nearly empty rice bowl.

"Let's not bring up these old stories, okay? It makes it sound like I'm deliberately causing trouble... I was running my own race, and he insisted on following my pace, is that my fault too?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The couple couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After all, they knew about that incident, and the school had even notified them. However, both of them were very tacit and firmly stood on their son's side.

Forget about apologies or compensation; in the end, no substantial consequences arose, so the matter was dropped and settled as a normal minor friction or dispute between students.

"What project did you sign up for this time?" Xu Jia'an asked curiously.

"It's still running... I haven't trained in anything else."

"Running again? You're not going to get into another fight, are you?"

"Can't you wish your son well for once? So much time has passed, I've matured a long time ago!"

"That would be best, so we don't get called back to school again."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Xu Yan repeatedly assured him.

In reality, how many things in this world can be guaranteed? It's just that we now have the confidence to handle things on our own... Isn't that a kind of maturity?

After finishing his meal, Xu Yan put on his school uniform jacket, too lazy to pretend to carry his backpack, and went straight out the door.

Anyway, there wasn't much to do during evening self-study, and I finished my homework yesterday before school ended. It feels like going to school is just a way of constantly reducing the burden.

Every little bit helps, and we should put all our energy into studying... But that's not really the case.

When Xu Yan walked down the stairs, he was surprised to find that the girl who always made him wait a minute or two was already standing downstairs at the bicycle shed.

"Oh my, the sun has risen in the west! Why is Miss Jiang from the capital condescending to wait for me here?"

Jiang Yiyao rolled her eyes. "Open your dog eyes and see where the sun is!"

Actually, Jiang Yiyao's feelings were somewhat complicated as she stood there, after all, what had happened just yesterday...

To say that she couldn't adjust her mindset would be to underestimate this girl's resilience.

But to say that things will immediately return to calm is nonsense.

That was an unprecedentedly intimate encounter, especially with someone he knew quite well, his childhood sweetheart.

How could things possibly calm down so quickly?