How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

But these are just hypotheticals; they didn't actually happen.

Thinking about this, all he could do was hate Yu Yong for being such an idiot. "You idiot, Chovy, you better throw the ball properly!"

Faced with Xie Fei's doubts, he could only suppress his emotions, but he couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.

He covered his right eye with his hand, looking very depressed. "Do you know what regret feels like?"

Xie Fei shook his head. "Brother Wen, if you want Amaterasu, you should cover your left eye."

"I'm not fucking using stale jokes!"

"Oh, what did you just say?"

Do you understand what regret feels like?

"Regret?" Xie Fei thought for a moment. "I remember once a classmate invited me to a buffet, but because I was so hungry beforehand, I ate a bowl of fried rice first. As a result, I could only eat five slices of steak. I was very regretful at the time."

"...Still eating! You're almost ready for market, you know?" Zhang Zhiwen sighed, then shook his head helplessly. "Regret is about missing out, about those places you could have reached but were just one step away, about those good endings that were just a hair's breadth away but ended up being bad!"

"Now that you mention it, I feel like I've had a similar feeling before," Xie Fei suddenly said.

"Really?" Zhang Zhiwen didn't believe it at all. Xie Fei could understand love? It wasn't that he discriminated against fat people, but he felt that if someone liked Xie Fei, it could only prove that Xie Fei's family was indeed rich.

"Hmm." Xie Fei nodded, then said while recalling, "I used to have a very cute female deskmate in junior high school. We often chatted and talked, and she would often tell me what interesting things happened to her that day."

"and then?"

"Then one day we changed seats and we weren't deskmates anymore. After that, we would still chat when we met in class, but she would never share those funny stories with me again. The people who used to talk and laugh with her and share things with her were now other people. At the time, I didn't think I liked her that much, but what seemed to make me a little sad was that I realized that in her eyes, it didn't matter whether I was there or not."

“…” Zhang Zhiwen fell silent.

"Brother Wen, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Because I fucking feel like your regrets are greater than mine!"

Zhang Zhiwen said this with a sense of annoyance, then remembered something and turned to Xie Fei, saying, "I have an idea. Isn't it PE class later?"

"correct."

"I'll invite Xueyu to watch then. You seize the opportunity, get the ball, give me a wink, and then pretend to mispass and throw it at her face! Then I'll descend like Batman to Gotham, step in and save the damsel in distress. Do you think that's a good idea?"

Xie Fei: ...

He felt that if Zhang Zhiwen were to appear in Gotham, it would be hard to say what role he would play, but he certainly wouldn't seem like Batman.

He didn't think that if he did that, Zhang Zhiwen would actually be able to catch the ball. The most likely outcome was that he would accidentally injure Wen Xueyu, and then Zhang Zhiwen would join the crowd in denouncing him.

So Xie Fei could only smile wryly and say, "Stop messing with me, Brother Wen. You might as well let me wear a mask and rob her after school."

Zhang Zhiwen thought deeply for 0.01 seconds: "That works too."

"Fine my ass! If all else fails, Brother Wen, just be honest. What's yours is yours. What's the point of all this fancy stuff?"

"You don't understand. We're playing a game of building up our mutual favorability. Only by constantly accumulating each other's favorability through events can things naturally fall into place. Besides, coming before the college entrance exam will really affect her studies, and I don't want to delay her because of my own selfish desires."

Xie Fei thought to himself, "You're really fantasizing, aren't you? A game... Does Wen Xueyu even know she's in this game?"

He could only pat Zhang Zhiwen on the shoulder and say, "Brother Wen, I think it's better to be natural. Keep going, take it slow. You know we've been classmates and deskmates for years, so I'll definitely support you."

Zhang Zhiwen responded with great emotion, "Good brother, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. I'll treat you to mung bean noodles after school."

Brothers, dinner's almost ready!

Xie Fei said somewhat awkwardly, "Actually, I wanted to eat braised pork belly today..."

Zhang Zhiwen waved his hand, "Eating braised pork belly is unambitious. Eat stewed meat instead. At least you still have the potential to become a good man."

Xie Fei: WCNM!

The first physical education class for the new class.

Xu Yan stood in an unfamiliar queue, and it was only then that he realized that his deskmate, Brother Shu, was the sports committee member.

Putting everything else aside, Liu Shusheng's height of over 1.9 meters standing in front is quite intimidating.

His somewhat blank expression wasn't frightening at all.

"Alright, now that you're done warming up, go for a couple of laps. If you're feeling unwell today, come ask me for leave."

Li Fuqiang, the PE teacher with a shaved head, went through the motions of his PE class with ease, almost like a civil servant with a formulaic approach. After all, this class was already in their final year of high school; they were lucky to even have PE class, let alone try anything funny to cultivate their interest in sports.

So no matter how many girls came up to him saying they weren't available that day, Li Fuqiang always nodded in agreement. However, just like everyone else, in order not to appear too perfunctory about their work, all the boys had to go.

There's nothing we can do about it; that's just how things are. Some people are enjoying themselves because there are others who are bearing the burden and taking responsibility for them.

"Brother Shu, you're so tall, haven't you ever thought about playing basketball or something?"

Xu Yan, who was running at about the same height as Liu Shusheng, asked casually.

She wasn't short by class standards, but next to Liu Shusheng she looked like a little girl, which was unavoidable.

Now he understood why Liu Shusheng was almost alone.

As the sports committee member, Liu Shusheng naturally had excellent physical fitness. He had dark skin and obvious muscle lines, which showed that he was the type who did a lot of work.

“I tried it when I was in junior high school, but the coach said I was too dull, and learning sports would cost a lot of money, so I gave up.”

"That's true, but as long as you're in the experimental class and your grades are good, that's fine." The boy, who wasn't very good at comforting people, tried his best to reassure them.

Liu Shusheng didn't care about any of that, and asked Xu Yan with a smile, "So what is your dream?"

Dreams? Why are you suddenly asking this?

Xu Yan thought for a moment, "I used to want to become an outstanding person."

"And now?"

"Halfway done, now I'm a very lecherous person."

"what?"

……

Chapter 31 Love-Obsessed Men and CSDX

Soon, after two laps of running to warm up, Xu Yan barely broke a sweat. On the contrary, some students who were strolling around like they were taking a walk were covered in sweat and complaining about how hot it was and why autumn hadn't come yet.

Whether autumn has arrived or not is unknown, but the cod burger has certainly arrived.

Wen Xueyu and Ma Jiamin walked towards Xu Yan with badminton rackets in hand. "Want to play badminton?"

The girl's face, slightly flushed from the sunlight, turned to Xu Yan, her eyes sparkling.

"Hmm? Three people might not be a good fight, or are you trying to bully me, a newcomer, with two against one?"

"What are you saying? Just take turns, why are you so afraid?" Ma Jiamin snorted.

She felt like she was just there as a wingman. Although Wen Xueyu didn't say anything, as a good friend, she sometimes had to be aware of the situation.

"Take turns? That...that's illegal." The boy's face flushed slightly.

Ma Jiamin: ...

"Heaven is easy, men are difficult!"

Ma Jiamin looked at Wen Xueyu helplessly, as if all her strength had been drained, "Maybe we should just forget about it? I feel like something's wrong with him here." She then pointed to her temple.

Wen Xueyu's pretty face flushed slightly: "He's just joking with you~"

"Sigh, I'm hopelessly in love." Ma Jiamin shook her head, her voice very soft.

Upon hearing this, Wen Xueyu's pretty face immediately flushed red. "Don't talk nonsense! We're playing ball!"

"Alright, alright, let's play ball. You guys go first, I'll just watch."

The affiliated high school doesn't have many badminton courts, but the facilities are good. The nets are mostly in good condition, unlike those that are just torn up with a couple of strips of cloth.

The lines on the ground were also drawn clearly and distinctly.

Ma Jiamin, who was initially watching from the sidelines, thought she might be about to witness a romantic business badminton match.

Two people who seem to be playing golf are actually flirting, exchanging high balls and feeding each other the ball.

She had already thought of her lines: This is a badminton court, not a double room!

But Ma Jiamin soon realized that she had underestimated Xu Yan's background.

Xu Yan stood to the side, barely moving, but the balls he hit constantly shifted between left and right, front and back. The force was just right for Wen Xueyu to barely receive, but required her to quickly adjust her footwork.

This caused Wen Xueyu to act like a Border Collie, constantly chasing after the ball.

Before long, the girl was sweating profusely and even panting heavily.

That bastard Xu Yan kept shouting, "You caught that? Amazing!"

"Holy crap, a cod burger!"

"Are you so good that you want to go pro?!"

They talk a big game, but what's the reality?

Xu Yan was in poor condition, made a series of blunders, and was in a difficult situation. His defeat was inevitable, and he remained motionless.

Looking at Wen Xueyu, she didn't realize she had been 'played' at all. On the contrary, she was enjoying Xu Yan's encouraging teaching and her face was full of a satisfied smile.

born!

It really is a birth!

Ma Jiamin couldn't stand it anymore. "Xuebao, you take a break. I'll deal with this newbie who's just starting out."

Xu Yan looked at Ma Jiamin, thinking, "So, you're the one who was born? You're called Ma Jiamin, not Ma Jiaqi, and you still dare to be so arrogant?"

"Then you have to be careful, Xu Yan is quite formidable."

Wen Xueyu kindly reminded Ma Jiamin before she left the stage.

Ma Jiamin was almost in tears. What a kind child! The baby opposite her was still smiling when he was born!

"Are you ready, Sister Ma?"

Xu Yan smiled politely.