How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

Jiang Yiyao probably didn't even realize how she suddenly forgot everything and started singing to Xu Yan.

Even though my mind felt blank, and even though I felt it was difficult to speak or breathe at that moment, a strange emotion gave rise to the urge to speak. My numb face could no longer feel how hot it had become.

Now, the person I can't look at is myself. I want to embarrass him, but it seems to backfire.

But he seemed to be listening attentively and looking intently at me.

Jiang Yiyao could only use the opportunity of looking at the lyrics to constantly avoid making eye contact with the other person, and her breathing rate remained unstable for a long time.

I miss you so much, every night.

"A solitary narration, memories scattered like leaves."

"I can't figure you out; the faded familiarity is just an illusion I've created..."

Xu Yan still remembered the past, when they were in junior high school together and went to school together. Back then, this girl liked to share with him the songs she had recently found enjoyable.

Every other day, Xu Yan would learn this song and then hum it along the way to school or on the way home from school.

Memories fade, and the summer breeze back then wasn't as scorching as it is now.

He remembered that, apart from his own voice, the girl's voice was ethereal and melodious, making his journey home every day happy and easy.

And now, she seems to sing even better. Her voice is more delicate, her pitch more accurate... but she can never go back to that little path that always smelled of sausages and scallion pancakes.

It seems that too much has been lost along the way.

Time flies and leaves us behind; the cherries ripen and the plantains turn green.

Mingming initially only wanted to use this opportunity to shatter the other person's arrogance in front of her, make her feel ashamed, and thus please herself.

But it seems that such thoughts have vanished, and the living room has become like a deserted street with the evening breeze blowing, empty and deserted, except for them.

The surrounding leaves were falling continuously, and a light rain began to fall from the sky.

Neon lights flickered in the distance, making everything both hazy and transparent.

The singing came from the direction of the flashing light. He wanted to run in that direction, but the singing grew fainter and fainter.

"Okay...I'm done singing!"

Jiang Yiyao quickly distanced herself from the two, then lowered her head slightly, her hair falling down to partially conceal her already flushed cheeks.

Xu Yan then came to his senses, coughed twice to clear his throat in a somewhat deliberate manner, and then touched his neck and said, "Not bad, you sang better than before."

Jiang Yiyao looked up at the slightly unnatural-looking boy and snorted, "You want my opinion? You're tone-deaf and you're here to critique others."

"Can't I listen even if I can't sing? Can't I even praise you..."

"You can praise me now. After you've finished singing, don't say I'm a jerk anymore. Go home right now."

Xu Yan couldn't help but laugh, "You seem to be in a hurry. Why are you getting so anxious just from singing a song?"

"I'm not in a hurry. It's getting late and I need to rest. Do you know how important a good night's sleep is for a beautiful woman like me?"

Xu Yan thought for a moment and then said, "Didn't you just say you were hungry and wanted a midnight snack? Do you still want some?"

"Eat your head!"

How am I supposed to get a late-night snack now? Just thinking about how she sang in front of him earlier makes Jiang Yiyao want to disappear into a crack in the ground. She's not just a stinking rat in the dark sewers anymore, she's a mole!

How embarrassing!

Xu Yan stood up, stretched her shoulders and neck a little, and then said, "Do you have any leftover ingredients at home? I'll make you something to eat."

"You'll do it?"

Jiang Yiyao looked at the handsome young man who had stood up in surprise, "You can cook?"

Xu Yan shrugged. "You don't understand me, I don't blame you."

The boy went into the kitchen and searched for a long time, but only found eggs, noodles, chopped green onions, and some seasonings.

"I can only give you noodles to eat."

"...the man below."

"Whoever is overthinking it knows the truth in their heart."

Jiang Yiyao felt that this bastard was just putting on an act, probably to disgust her at the end, until the aroma wafted from the kitchen, instantly tantalizing her taste buds.

Unable to resist peeking out, I saw the boy's natural and carefree back view in the kitchen, making it seem so real.

Cooking noodles and frying eggs doesn't take long.

A moment later, Xu Yan brought the noodles he had made to the living room, and Jiang Yiyao, who was already impatient from the aroma, deliberately stood up awkwardly.

I glanced at it.

It should have been just an ordinary fried egg and noodle soup, but I don't know if it was because I was really hungry or what... but I couldn't stop drooling.

"It smells so good..."

She couldn't help but get closer little by little.

Xu Yan smiled and handed the chopsticks to the other person, "It's a pity you don't have any lard, otherwise it would be even more fragrant."

Jiang Yiyao asked suspiciously, "When did you learn to cook noodles? I've never seen you do that before."

"It's something I learned recently, the next one isn't difficult."

"You didn't learn this skill specifically to woo that girl from your old class, did you?"

"Don't disgust me, and what does learning to cook have to do with chasing girls?" Xu Yan said irritably. How can you be disgusted by cooking for someone?

"Because men who can cook are very attractive...except for you, of course."

"Tch." Xu Yan scoffed. "Don't worry, even if I learned to cook to woo a girl, I definitely wouldn't woo you."

"Still want to pursue me? You're dreaming. I'll give you a million in dowry. You'd better make enough money first."

Jiang Yiyao picked up her chopsticks.

Xu Yan thought for a moment, "Then can I pay you two hundred first and experience it for one night?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then cursed in embarrassment and anger, "That's a PC!"

"You're not allowed to insult love like that!"

"roll!"

……

Is Chapter 25 there? Let me see your legs.

Just before Jiang Yiyao, blushing, was about to eagerly pick up her chopsticks, she looked up curiously and asked, "You only made one bowl? Aren't you going to eat it yourself?"

When Xu Yan uttered the first half of the sentence, he almost pulled out four hundred yuan, but fortunately he wasn't so decisive and took a step back.

"I'm not hungry, you eat."

"Could they have poisoned it?"

"If you're worried, just don't eat it and throw it away. Okay, it's getting late, I'll head back now. Consider this bowl of noodles a thank you gift for singing to me."

Jiang Yiyao was taken aback. "You're being quite polite... It was just a bet, singing a song is no big deal."

Is it really no big deal? That distance, that heartbeat, those smells, and that disordered breathing all seem to be major factors making it hard to fall asleep tonight.

"It's no big deal?" Xu Yan thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not like that for me."

Clang.

It was the sound of a heart skipping a beat.

Her eyes flickered slightly as she looked up at him.

"What...is that?"

“Then…” Xu Yan took a deep breath, his expression serious.

"That is a magical road to heaven."

Jiang Yiyao's temperature spiked again, reaching its peak, and she began to curse loudly.

"Get out! Get out! Take your lousy jokes with you and get out!"

Xu Yan happily ran out of the girl's room without lingering. The late hour was partly the reason, but his rapidly beating heart was also a major factor.

Singing to me at such close range, and to such a beautiful girl like Jiang Yiyao...

How could Xu Yan be completely unmoved? But a momentary ripple is just that—ripples. Don't mistake a fleeting moment for an eternal feeling of being moved.

Heartbeats are the most deceptive thing; hormones control your emotions, and you can easily turn into a clown without realizing it.

Even if Jiang Yiyao isn't like Lin Jia, the one who loses their temper first will definitely be at a disadvantage.

He didn't feel like he was playing any game with Jiang Yiyao; it was clearly a war.

Jiang Yiyao had finished all the noodles Xu Yan had made, not even leaving the soup broth.

She's never been this 'crazy' even when eating instant noodles.

It's delicious, really delicious.

This is a taste I've never had at any breakfast shop... Was it really because I was too hungry? Otherwise, how could a simple bowl of noodles be made to taste this good?

She didn't know the specific reason, but she had made up her mind that if she had another chance to make a bet, she would definitely make him cook her a big meal.

After resting for a while, the girl took off her clothes, revealing her fair and delicate body, and went into the bathroom.

The first thing I noticed was that I looked down and saw the small cut on my knee that had almost completely healed, so it wouldn't affect my shower.

I recalled the image of that boy tending to my wounds, and then I couldn't help but think of the tingling sensation I felt when I sang to him tonight... Is this how relationships between people are? The more time you spend together, the more memories you leave behind, and the easier it is to recall them unexpectedly and embarrass yourself.

However, it's not that bad.

The trajectory of life is truly a magical thing. You never know when you'll become strangers, but after going around in circles, it seems like you'll return to where you were before.

After taking a shower, the girl, her snow-white skin still glistening with water droplets, walked out of the bathroom. While drying her hair in the living room, she suddenly remembered something.

Quickly pick up your phone and send a message to Xu Yan.