How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

Jiang Yiyao: ?

Does eating popsicles make you run faster? Is it because you have an upset stomach and diarrhea, so you have to run like crazy?

"nerve."

Jiang Yiyao took a three-ring ring and then went to the cashier to pay.

Oh? She didn't try to renege on the debt. Xu Yan watched with satisfaction as she paid the bill. Haji Yao has grown up.

"What kind of look is that?"

When Jiang Yiyao returned, she saw Xu Yan's gaze and asked with disdain.

Xu Yan's eyes widened slightly. "The bottom?"

"if not?"

"Isn't it love, isn't it that doting feeling a father has when he looks at his daughter?"

"Do you believe me if I stuff these three rings up your nostrils?"

Jiang Yiyao said through gritted teeth.

Xu Yan obediently shut her mouth; she felt Xu Yan was capable of stuffing it into any other part of her body, let alone her nostrils.

I ate a Chocliz, walked out of the store, and headed towards the school.

Ye Shutong had long since disappeared, and Xu Yan didn't bother to look for her. Anyway, she would be in a classroom later, right to his left.

It seems like another new test. How so?

"That girl from earlier..."

Jiang Yiyao remained silent for a while before finally speaking.

The boy pushing the bicycle interrupted, "Oh right, I'm going to park my bike in the bike shed first. You can go ahead."

Jiang Yiyao: ?

I haven't finished speaking yet!

Xu Yan had already made his escape.

What girl? I don't know, haven't we been surrounded by girls all along the way? Every girl is a special and independent being, undefined and unobjectified!

Everyone should be treated equally!

The boy who parked his bike in the shed looked back warily, afraid that Jiang Yiyao might follow him and give him a Leo kick.

I'll give it to you, but no flying kick.

"Click".

After locking the bicycle, Xu Yan was about to stand up, supporting himself on his knees.

A gentle breeze suddenly swept by; in this season, any level of wind seems normal and nothing to worry about.

But along with the breeze came a slightly familiar, cool fragrance.

This feeling... seems familiar?

Before Xu Yan could make a deeper judgment, a pair of shoes and long legs in jeans came into the boy's view, and then he looked up.

He then saw her looking down at him calmly.

Like a princess on a high pedestal, she showed no emotional fluctuation at the kneeling of commoners, taking it all for granted.

But... he didn't kneel down.

Xu Yan propped himself up on his knees and stood up, instantly reversing the power dynamic; the one looking down became the one looking up.

Xu Yan, who was in a higher position, didn't rush to widen the distance. After showing off the height difference between the two, he sat on the back of the bicycle and looked at the other person with a relaxed expression.

"What a coincidence, are you here to park too?"

Ye Shutong's gaze shifted slightly downwards; she didn't casually sit on the back of anyone's bicycle.

It was as if only at this moment did I realize that I have obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.

"I don't have a bicycle."

"Then what are you doing here?"

Xu Yan asked lazily, since the other person didn't seem to be in a hurry, and neither did he. There was still some time before evening self-study class.

There's nothing to do going up so early, so I might as well sneak a whiff of Chanel's fragrance here.

"Because I knew you were coming to park."

Her answer was very direct, without any beating around the bush.

What makes Ye Shutong so irresistible is that she doesn't mince words or have anything embarrassing to say.

But because of this, it's hard to guess what she's thinking.

Is it because they are unscrupulous, or is this a way to hide their true intentions more effectively... like feigning one move while secretly making another?

So...you were waiting for me?

Xu Yan blinked, but Ye Shutong didn't speak, as if she was just quietly feeling the autumn night and the wind blowing by.

Xu Yan couldn't help but laugh, "Is this another case of being silent when faced with a difficult question?"

Ye Shutong focused her gaze on Xu Yan's face, without any sarcasm or disdain, but as if she had just thought of something, she said, "I've seen the girl who went to the store with you."

Xu Yan: ?

What do you mean?

Was he waiting for me here specifically for Jiang Yiyao?

That's a bit unbelievable.

Seeing Xu Yan's questioning look, Ye Shutong said softly, "They're from the same junior high school, right?"

"...They're in our class, do you know them?"

"I don't know him, but I've seen him before."

She then looked away.

Xu Yan felt that it was normal for the two of them to know each other since they were often in conversations among boys in junior high school.

However, the two have such different personalities that it's probably impossible for them to have any close relationship.

So, on another note, Jiang Yiyao's reaction to Ye Shutong was also abnormal, and now Ye Shutong says she's seen Jiang Yiyao before... How did they end up following each other?

Xu Yan dared not think too deeply about this question, fearing that if he kept thinking about it, he would inflate himself into a balloon and fly away on the spot.

"Oh... I thought you two knew each other before I saw you at the store."

Why would you think that way?

"Because the atmosphere was very strange at the time."

"Is that strange?"

"Yeah, like long-lost enemies."

Xu Yan didn't beat around the bush; he spoke directly, using the opponent's strategy against them.

The girl's lips seemed to twitch slightly; was she smiling?

Wait a minute, I wasn't joking.

What's going on? When I was acting silly in front of Ye Shutong, she didn't laugh. But when she was saying something serious, she did laugh.

"It's probably because pretty girls, if they meet in a small space, can indeed generate some hostility."

"You just said it so sweetly? I thought you'd pretend to be clueless or something."

This time, Ye Shutong's smile was even more pronounced.

The darkness enveloped the gradually chilly atmosphere outside the bike shed, and fewer and fewer people passed by, as if it were becoming their own little world.

"Playing dumb is something only you like to do; most people probably want a definite answer."

Xu Yan: ?

"That's a bit profound, I don't quite understand it."

The boy blinked.

Ye Shutong's lips relaxed smoothly, and she returned to her aloof demeanor.

"You're playing dumb again."

"...It's alright." Xu Yan stood up from the back of his bicycle, stretched his perfectly proportioned body, and then looked at the teaching building next to him in a pretentious manner. "Class is about to start, aren't you going up?"

Are you two dating?

"..."

Xu Yan felt that when she said those words, she should have remained silent and followed her upstairs.

This is her style.

But... how was that sentence said?

It's like a duel between masters, and you suddenly throw a kick at the groin, catching the opponent off guard.

Xu Yan was momentarily stunned.

He turned his head and looked strangely at the girl behind him who hadn't moved yet. "You...you're not asking about me and Jiang Yiyao, are you?"

"Ah."

She answered softly.

Xu Yan couldn't help but want to laugh a little, "Why are you suddenly concerned about this..."

"Then it seems not."

"What if I'm feeling guilty?"

"I know what it means to feel guilty."

Xu Yan turned her head awkwardly. It was an empty storage room on the first floor, so no one was having classes there. Only the glass window with the curtains drawn reflected her somewhat confused and emotionally complicated face.