How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

My daily living expenses under normal circumstances never exceed one hundred yuan.

So, to be effective, you need to be strong yourself! What, you mean the system? Tell me, is it strong or not?

An Lulu shook her head, her stance firm, "No need, it was agreed beforehand."

Even though her tone didn't change much, Xu Yan knew from her eyes and expression that she didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer.

So all he could do was get up with An Lulu, watch her pay the bill, and then walk out of the restaurant together.

"But why did the class monitor invite me to dinner?"

"Do you have to pry into everything when someone treats you to a meal? You're quite curious."

Xu Yan shook his head. "How could that be? I'm the kind of person who considers it a loss if I don't find money on the street. I'd be happy to take advantage of any opportunity."

"..."

An Lulu glanced at Xu Yan. This cheap deal... shouldn't have any other hidden ambiguities, right?

Then Xu Yan said, "Could it be that the class monitor invited me to dinner because he thought I performed exceptionally well at the sports meet?"

"That's one way to understand it."

"It really is?"

"After all, I didn't make a bet with you, so this counts as..." The girl, who was always known for her wisdom and intellect, was unusually at a loss for words at this moment, unable to find the right words.

Walking on the still slightly damp sidewalk, Xu Yan smiled and said, "A reward?"

"...You could say that."

It's a bit strange, but oh well, that's just how this guy is; he can make even the most ordinary things sound weird.

I don't know if it was his expression or his tone of voice that was the problem.

"Things are getting better; I even got a reward from the class monitor, hehe..."

An Lulu:...

Okay, he definitely did it on purpose.

As they walked, An Lulu suddenly asked, "But what you did before... I was really surprised. I thought you were going to make a move, but thankfully you didn't."

Xu Yan had his hands in his pockets, looking more like he was taking a walk to digest his food than going to evening self-study. But there didn't seem to be any problem.

An Lulu, who is very particular about her work style and even demanding of herself, has no reaction to this and feels no ill will towards it.

It seems normal for him to be a bit carefree and irresponsible.

Then the boy casually said, "What the hell? We're at school. If I lay a hand on someone, no matter what the reason, I'll at least get a disciplinary action. I don't want to become famous because of this. Although that person's tone was really rude and infuriating."

An Lulu nodded gently, "It's better to calm down."

"These are all excellent qualities I learned from the class monitor."

Xu Yan smiled and said, "Now I'm starting to talk about things without thinking."

An Lulu was already used to this glib-tongued boy. She didn't know if this could be considered a sign of being 'tamed,' but she was too lazy to restrain him anymore.

After all, constant constraints mean making everything meaningless and quite boring.

As they approached the school gate, Xu Yan, who had been chatting intermittently, suddenly stopped.

"Class monitor."

"Ok?"

An Lulu was already used to the other person calling her class monitor instead of by her name.

Xu Yan pointed in the direction of the shops outside, "I'm going to buy something, you go up first."

An Lulu originally wanted to say that it was okay to wait a little longer, but then she thought it might be better if they didn't go upstairs together, so she didn't say what she was about to say.

He simply nodded and said, "Mm."

As he walked into the school gate, he suddenly remembered that they had to separate and go back to the classroom. Could this be considered a manifestation of the boy's thoughtfulness?

Is he that meticulous?

An Lulu couldn't help but turn her head slightly to look over.

The boy, with his hands in his pockets, stood facing the evening breeze, his hair blowing backward.

Yet, it didn't give him the slightest unpleasant air; in fact, his disheveled appearance seemed quite unique.

Xu Yan walked into the store, and then, not long after, suddenly darted out of the store.

"what...!"

The girl couldn't help but cry out in surprise, looking at Xu Yan who had suddenly appeared in front of her with a face full of shyness and timidity.

It was as if they had been caught red-handed doing something embarrassing.

He turned around and tried to run away, but was immediately pinned down by a taller boy.

Now, let alone running, even keeping your legs firmly planted in place is quite difficult.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Yan chuckled as he looked down at the bewildered Shen Yourong. The girl, her face already flushed, trembled and cautiously looked up, stammering, "N-nothing..."

Seeing that the other party had given up on turning around and running away, Xu Yan finally let go of his hand.

I've heard that people who wear hats for a long time will have smelly hair. This girl wasn't wearing a hat, so I'm a little curious about what it smells like.

However, Xu Yan suppressed this strange impulse and put his hand back in his pocket.

"Really? Were you following me the whole time?"

Xu Yan asked with a smile, "After leaving the restaurant with An Lulu, things were fine at first, but the closer we got to the school, the more I felt like someone was secretly watching us."

So they went into the store and came out quickly, resulting in the successful arrest of Shen Yourong.

Xu Yan hadn't expected that she was following him, but he wasn't too suspicious or afraid. This girl was small and had a soft personality. What could she possibly do?

Shen Yourong became even more embarrassed by the question, and almost buried her head in her ample bosom.

"I just... happened to see you guys just now, and... wanted to come up and say hello, but... I was a little hesitant."

This was pretty much what she had in mind. It would be fine if she were alone, but with An Lulu around, she probably started to hesitate.

Having sat at the same table as An Lulu for so long, Shen Yourong, who was always in front of her, never saw the two of them interact.

This perfectly reflects their personalities: one is timid, and the other doesn't like to take the initiative.

Xu Yan nodded and straightened up. "Actually, it's okay. The person next to me was the class monitor. It's fine if you come up and say hello."

"Won't...it disturb you?"

The lights at the shop entrance shone on the girl's rosy face, reflecting a luster in her glasses.

"What's the problem? We're not dating."

"Oh...oh, okay."

She immediately nodded vigorously.

Why does she suddenly seem happier?

Xu Yan looked at the other person suspiciously, but Shen Yourong immediately turned her face away, her fair and delicate hands were tugging at her school uniform jacket, her feet were slightly turned inward, and the direction of her toes seemed to be at a loss.

"Um... I have to go to class now, aren't... aren't you going back?"

They seem so nervous that they've already started thinking of solutions.

Xu Yan couldn't help but smile, then reached out and took out a lollipop, handing it to the girl.

"Huh?"

She looked at Xu Yan strangely.

The boy smiled and said, "Since we're in a store, we can't not buy something. Let's eat."

He then shoved the lollipop into the other person's hand, opened another one for himself, popped it into his mouth, and walked out.

The girl holding the lollipop turned around and saw the boy with the candy in his mouth return to his lazy and carefree posture, walking towards the school gate in the dark.

She gripped the candy tightly, and then gripped it even tighter.

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Chapter 132 Rejection and Acceptance

On Saturday afternoon, the last class was about to end, and many people were already getting impatient.

Some students had already packed their backpacks and everything they needed to carry. Some boarding students had even prepared their belongings to take home and placed them under their desks so they wouldn't have to go back to the dormitory after the semester ended.

They were all young people in their late teens, seemingly full of energy, but sometimes the distance of just a few floors felt like an insurmountable chasm.

Going up just one more floor feels like torture.

Xu Yan leaned back leisurely in his chair, already playing on his phone.

It wasn't that he really wanted to play; he just happened to feel the vibration, and someone had sent him a message beforehand.

Jiang Yiyao: [Anything else to do later?]

It was rather strange that Hajiyao had taken the initiative to send a message.

Didn't your birthday just pass?

Xu Yan: [I'm fine for now, what's wrong?]

While get out of class was still in session, students were secretly playing on their phones during class over there. However, the girl seemed to have a talent for typing, replying quite quickly.

Jiang Yiyao: [A few former classmates asked me to go out for dinner tonight. You know them too, do you want to come?]

Xu Yan: [Former classmates?]

Jiang Yiyao: [Junior high school classmate.]

Xu Yan: [I'm not going. I'd rather stay home and play games.]