How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

Before he came downstairs, her mood was like a misknotted love knot; it seemed normal at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it was a tangled mess.

When I heard his footsteps echoing in the hallway, it felt as if an alarm was going off in my heart.

I almost held my breath; my heart stopped.

When he actually stood in front of her, she didn't know how to start a conversation. But as soon as he opened his mouth, all her instincts returned.

It's like a passive skill ingrained in your bones, triggering an immediate spiral counterattack.

Goodness, there's really no need to worry about staying normal in front of him anymore. This guy's most amazing ability is probably this: it seems like he can easily destroy all the emotions and atmosphere that have been building up before.

So what was I going through all that trouble for? I can't possibly expect this guy to feel the same way I do!

"Why are you so angry? You want to ride in my car but you're still so arrogant."

"You can call a car by bicycle now? I've never seen a young master riding a bicycle before."

Sure enough, it feels more and more familiar.

That feeling of wanting to slap the other person across the face as soon as they open their mouth.

"So what? Our family has an ancestral rule: don't flaunt your wealth."

"Isn't that hiding it too well, with no trace revealed for generations?"

Xu Yan: ...

what happened?

Isn't it said that once a girl who's stubborn like this has her psychological defenses breached, she'll become like a fragile little kitten?

Why is it getting more and more aggressive? It's not even breathing anymore; it feels even fiercer than the round-headed old man. What's going on?

He stood by the bicycle and looked at Jiang Yiyao: "Don't say things like that again. It hurts my pride."

"Humph."

Jiang Yiyao did not take advantage of the situation or kick someone when they were down.

They always manage to reach a consensus on subtle details, which is a wonderful tacit understanding between them.

Xu Yan rode the bike that he hadn't ridden for several days. Actually, it wasn't his idea to ride the bike; he had originally planned to take the bus as usual.

Strangely, Jiang Yiyao said that many commuters take the bus at this time and she is too lazy to squeeze in.

This prompted Xu Yan to take out the precious bicycle key again.

As the boy straddled the seat, the girl sat in the familiar back seat.

"Are you seated?"

"Ah."

"set off!"

The shouts were completely out of the blue; no one knew what this immature teenager was so excited about.

But the amazing thing is that when he pedaled and the bicycle tires started rolling forward, she really felt like it was a journey starting anew.

It's probably because... the experienced sailors have returned to familiar waters.

The summer wind was no longer scorching; the autumn breeze blowing in the night was rather cool, even causing the girl to slightly shrink her neck.

But thankfully, the warmth emanating from behind the boy in front was comforting enough.

It seems to be more than just providing shelter from the wind and rain.

The familiar street scene around him couldn't be said to be flying by, after all, Xu Yan wasn't moving that fast. He was fine on his own, but with a girl behind him, he naturally couldn't act so recklessly.

So these scenes became like a slow-motion film, flashing past the girl's eyes frame by frame.

As she smelled the familiar scent drifting over, her thoughts once again drifted like willow catkins.

It seems I was being a bit naive.

How can something that has happened disappear without a trace, as if it never existed?

It may fade from memory, but what's done is done.

It was like singing to him face to face in my own room.

I still remember that melody, and it even becomes one of the last songs I play before going to sleep.

My collarbone seems to be burning hot again.

"We're here."

She didn't know what Xu Yan was thinking during this process, but she certainly didn't notice that they had almost arrived at the school gate.

As usual, Xu Yan didn't ride in directly, after all, the girl always said she wanted to avoid suspicion.

But little did he expect that one day the girl behind him would complain that the journey was too short.

However, she still nimbly jumped off the bicycle.

Instead of rushing into the school, he stood casually by the roadside, glancing at the shops indifferently.

Want some popsicles?

Xu Yan paused for a moment, placed one foot on the bicycle pedal, and asked strangely, "I didn't hear you treat me to popsicles in the summer, but you remembered me in this weather...are you trying to get me into trouble?"

Jiang Yiyao: ?

No, when did I say I was going to treat you to a meal?

Forget it.

She said irritably, "Just tell me if you're going to eat or not. Anyway, I don't get to treat you often, since you're the one who's really in charge now."

Xu Yan smiled and nodded, "Of course we have to eat. Who would dare disrespect Sister Yao?"

"Tsk."

The girl gave him a very standard look of disdain, and then walked to the store entrance first.

Xu Yan felt that this scene should be captured on film... If not, let's think of a bet, the wager is that she has to take a picture of herself with a disgusted face.

Hmm? Why does it feel itchy somewhere? Oh, it's that cheeky thing pinching me.

After Xu Yan parked the car and carefully locked it, he and Jiang Yiyao went into the store.

Why should you lock it? Back in junior high, Xu Yan witnessed a classmate park his bike in front of a store, and before he had even fully entered the store, someone rode it away.

There's nothing we can do about it; that's just how the people are—simple and honest.

Just as Xu Yan entered the store, ready to make his mark, Jiang Yiyao suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Xu Yan looked over curiously, "Why are you not moving? Are you stuck in an invisible wall?"

Actually, Xu Yan was more worried that Jiang Yiyao would suddenly realize that she didn't bring any money.

Don't doubt it, Jiang Yiyao is capable of doing such a terrible job; she often tricked herself like this when she was a child.

Not hearing a response, Xu Yan could only follow the other person's gaze.

Right at the cashier, a tall figure turned around.

A cool gaze, an indifferent look.

Ok?

Sparse leaves!

……

Chapter 112 It'll Get Tired

Xu Yan had a déjà vu feeling, as if he were hallucinating.

Hmm? Is this the place you should refresh?

NPCs should appear where they're supposed to be, and in the storylines where you're supposed to be. Why are they running around aimlessly?

Well, Ye Shutong could never be an NPC anywhere. With her looks and unique temperament, she could never be just a passerby.

But... have these two met before?

Why does this atmosphere suddenly feel a bit strange? Could it be that this isn't a shop, but a dark forest where anyone who enters will subconsciously treat everyone they meet as an enemy?

The strange atmosphere left Xu Yan unsure of what to say. Should he offer a friendly greeting? Or crack a joke? Or perhaps feign madness and suggest going out for a smoke?

There's no other way, these are the only three tricks I can use.

Then Jiang Yiyao suddenly turned to Xu Yan and asked, "Aren't you going to choose an ice pop?"

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Xu Yan turned around and walked straight to the freezer, ignoring Ye Shutong's gaze that was about to fall on his face.

Ye Shutong's feelings were undoubtedly complex. Perhaps there were many ties in the past, but now those things seemed somewhat fragile, like ropes tied together with paper.

Therefore, he didn't need to show any completely different attitude towards Ye Shutong. From his perspective, they should be evenly matched.

Besides, Haji Yao is still around.

He didn't even look to see what was happening when the two girls were facing each other after he turned around; he only quickly heard the sound of the shop curtain being lifted and then falling again.

After taking a Chocliz bar out of the refrigerator, he smoothly turned his head and glanced at the doorway in a pretentious manner.

Immediately, Jiang Yiyao's cold voice rang out, "What are you still looking at after they've already left? Why don't you chase after them?"

Holding the Chocliz tea, Xu Yan looked innocently at Jiang Yiyao, whose face had suddenly pouted, and said, "What are you saying? I didn't even say hello. I told you we're just classmates..."

Yeah, a classmate who buys clothes and shoes for herself.

So what? It's not like I wanted it!

Can you really criticize someone who lives off a woman?

"Heh..." Jiang Yiyao sneered, her gaze falling on the Chocolat in Xu Yan's hand. "I said I'd treat you, and you brought something this expensive?"

Xu Yan shrugged. "The sports meet is coming up, so I have to eat Chocola. Eating this will make me run faster."