How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

Actually, the two girls hadn't just arrived at the playground; they had just happened to walk over. However, they had witnessed Xu Yan's conversation with an incredibly beautiful girl in that corner.

This kind of thing has happened before. It's normal for girls who don't know Xu Yan well to approach and strike up a conversation because of his appearance. But in the past, with him in his world, the impressions those girls left on him would be overshadowed by his presence.

Now, it seems that this influence is fading. The girl... left happily, even skipping and jumping.

I don't know what they talked about or whether they exchanged contact information.

She would never have worried like this before, but now... he still hasn't added her back as a friend. She even couldn't help but look back at screenshots of her chats with Xu Yan last night to recall certain things. Why screenshots? Simply put, some screenshots are perfect for showing off to your friends.

She didn't think there was anything immoral about it, since no one else knew who they were chatting with.

Now that their eyes met, she should have maintained her haughty demeanor and let him continue to suffer the torment of losing his close friend.

But as if by some strange twist of fate, she met the other person's gaze, which instinctively shifted away, as if deliberately trying to make the other person aware of her presence.

He should see himself, should be able to recall their past conversations, the moments of mutual understanding, and should feel regret... even if it's just a perfunctory greeting.

A summer breeze blew in from outside the playground, gently blowing away the loose strands of the girl's hair and some of the boy's bangs, revealing his fair and handsome face.

In that instant, I unconsciously held my breath, as if I could hear the clear sound of my heartbeat vibrating, and I started to beat a strange drumbeat.

The gust of wind blew into the distance, taking his view with it. Calmly turning his body as if deliberately avoiding it, he strode towards the assembled line without any intention of lingering.

Xiao Yujie muttered from the side, "What are you pretending for..."

Lin Jia lowered her eyes slightly, her fists clenching unconsciously. Where exactly did the tangled threads wrapped around her chest get knotted like a mess?

The assembly and queuing were quickly completed, and then we did the usual warm-up exercises, followed by a two-lap jog.

While running, I thought about my earlier encounter with Lin Jia, but to be honest, I didn't feel much. My good mindset surprised even myself; normally, losing a close friend, especially a beautiful girl from the same class, so suddenly should cause some emotional turmoil.

But these past two days I've found that there haven't been any particularly difficult problems. On the contrary, I feel much more relaxed now that I'm less anxious and worried. Perhaps that's a blessing in disguise?

Without realizing it, I ran to the front of the line.

Sunlight fell in front of him, each step leaving a trail of shimmering gold.

A calm gaze and distinct facial features came into Wen Xueyu's view. There were also the slightly swaying muscle lines of his arms and the prominent Adam's apple on his neck.

"How could I not have any friends..."

The girl in the queue muttered to herself.

"Huh? Xuebao, what did you just say?"

The girl next to her asked curiously, and Wen Xueyu shook her head, her pretty face slightly flushed, "It's nothing..."

The wind blew through her disheveled hair, and she quickly reached up to tuck a strand behind her ear. The wind then drifted further away, blowing through the open window and ruffling the blank papers on the table.

Jiang Yiyao rested her chin on her hand, skillfully twirling the water-based pen in her right hand.

A gentle breeze startled her gaze, and she glanced out the window. The bustling noise of the playground contrasted sharply with the quiet classroom where only the teacher spoke, making the outside seem like a more attractive world of freedom.

She didn't see anything; the afternoon sun wasn't so glaring anymore, it was much gentler. Something came to her mind, so she started scribbling on the blank sheet of paper.

"Yaoyao, what are you drawing?" Xiao Lili, who sat next to her, lowered her head and used the pile of books in front of her to hide herself, and asked in a low voice.

Before Jiang Yiyao could answer, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile, which she then generously showed to Xiao Lili.

A cartoon pig riding a bicycle.

"It's so cute, who drew it?"

"You pig-headed idiot."

"Pigs can ride bicycles?"

"Yeah, hahaha."

The image made her laugh out loud, and she suddenly wanted to draw something on the back of the bicycle. After thinking for a long time, she put down her pen and didn't add anything.

That would be good enough.

……

P.S.: Tonight, please raise your shrimp claws high and lend all your energy to my dad, Niko!

Chapter 15 I can't do anything to hurt women!

"Aren't you going home with your new best friend tonight?"

The wind, already late at night, carried a cool sensation, feeling refreshing and comfortable as it passed through my neck and armpits.

Xu Yan rode his bicycle, looking ahead, and spoke to those behind him without turning back.

No need to look back, the wind will carry your message.

Before evening self-study ended, the back seat had already been reserved by Jiang Yiyao, and surprisingly, Xu Yan didn't feel uncomfortable or awkward at all.

Even though he was used to being alone, and Jiang Yiyao hadn't ridden on the back of his bicycle many times since she transferred schools, it was as if he had done this many times before.

Is it really like those online articles that say: what you do isn't important, who you do it with is more important?

In the back seat, Jiang Yiyao let the wind blow her hair, which brushed against her cheeks. She didn't bother to fix it since it wasn't blocking her eyes, and her hand was still placed beside the boy.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but it seems like this boy has abs. They don't feel soft like a girl's; they're a bit hard... and a bit hot.

You don't do push-ups and sit-ups at home every night, do you?

"Even the best of friends can't go home together every day. The secret to maintaining a relationship is to keep a certain distance."

The girl behind him was talking fluently, which made Xu Yan wonder if the reason why their relationship had deteriorated was because they hadn't kept their distance.

Xu Yan quickly realized that the problem was definitely not that simple, because the so-called distance cannot be maintained by reason alone. There will always be things that destroy reason and things that force you to cross the line.

"Have you been studying sociology lately? What does the Dark Forest theory have to do with you?"

"Stop babbling nonsense. You don't actually think you're funny, do you?"

The wind brushed against the boy's face, bringing a slight warmth.

Xu Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "I have a unique skill that allows me to take my hands off the grip. Would you like to try it?"

"Young Master Xu, I was wrong. You're really funny. Why don't you put me down and then continue your performance?"

"Look how scared you are."

Xu Yan certainly wouldn't do that; he simply couldn't bring himself to hurt a woman.

The two continued their bickering as they walked into the neighborhood.

Xu Yan consciously went to the bicycle shed to park his bicycle. He thought Jiang Yiyao would go upstairs on her own, but when he turned his head, he saw her slender figure under the streetlight.

To be honest, Xu Yan didn't know how to describe the girl's charm.

Under the starry night, the radiance draped over her seemed like a thin veil, and she was probably the kind of heroine hidden in the haze, belonging only to the protagonist of a story... well, or perhaps the kind of bad woman who hurts the male lead the most.

Both are extremely high ratings.

Why are you still here?

Xu Yan asked this question somewhat tactlessly, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yiyao didn't refute it at all. Instead, she asked, "How's your exam preparation going?"

The boy was a little puzzled as to why the other person would suddenly ask such a question.

But after thinking for a moment, he replied, "I feel okay, and I should be able to make some progress."

Jiang Yiyao narrowed her eyes, "Why do you sound so unconfident? You haven't been memorizing vocabulary at all these past two days, have you?"

"How could that be? I've almost finished memorizing all your vocabulary words, but I'm not sure how much it will improve my skills."

The two walked towards the entrance of the apartment building.

"Keep bragging. You think you can memorize it in less than three days?"

"So what? A photographic memory is an essential skill for geniuses."

"First of all, you're not a genius. Secondly, if you had that kind of ability, why would you be stuck in a regular class? Stop pretending."

The girl's expression was not satisfied; she clearly thought Xu Yan was just bragging.

Xu Yan wasn't angry; stereotypes are like that, and it's hard to change them in a short time.

As footsteps ascended the steps, the sounds they created illuminated motion-activated lights.

"You may not understand what it feels like to achieve enlightenment in a single moment; it's a very mysterious feeling..."

"Is it possible that this is a final burst of energy before death?"

"There's no such deep-seated grudge, Jiang Yiyao."

Upon reaching the third floor, the boy looked helplessly at the girl opposite him, while Jiang Yiyao smiled happily, "I've been quite polite in my words. Alright, let's see how you do on the exam."

Xu Yan looked at Jiang Yiyao's delicate and pink face with a strange expression.

"Wait."

Xu Yan reached out and grabbed the door that the other person was trying to close.

"what!"

Jiang Yiyao instantly became alert and shrank back, but Xu Yan moved closer, approaching the girl who suddenly seemed a little tense.

Why are you so worried about my exam results? Could it be that you...?

"Could it be...?"

As Jiang Yiyao looked at the approaching face, she saw a handsome face with striking features. The youthful aura emanating from the face seemed to uncontrollably pour in through the crack in the door, threatening to engulf her room.

"Do you really want me to move up to your class?"

Instantly, a burning sensation spread from my cheeks in all directions, and I felt a tingling, electric-like sensation running through my ear tips and neck.

This strange feeling quickly turned into another kind of shame, and Jiang Yiyao, enraged, kicked him out.

"Die, you narcissist!"

Xu Yan could have easily dodged it, but perhaps due to the chain reaction of his enhanced physique, he instantly reached out and grabbed the other person's ankle.

She was indeed wearing trousers, but at this moment they couldn't hide the girl's slender yet supple ankles.

The girl, whose ankle was instantly grabbed, blushed and immediately began to struggle.