How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

The two chatted for a while and then returned to their seats, leaving only Wen Xueyu and Xu Yan in front, still sitting in their original positions, as if they had been deliberately left out.

"Will you be busy tomorrow?" Wen Xueyu couldn't help but ask softly.

It wasn't that I was worried about whether he had time, but rather that I was testing what might prevent him from having time.

Xu Yan winked at her, "If I don't have time to go, will you not go either?"

The winding alleys required a bulldozer to run over them; the so-called walls were actually as brittle as a sheet of white paper.

Sure enough, the girl's face turned warm.

Shrimp meat that has been boiled.

"What do I care whether you go or not!"

"Then why are you asking me if I have time to do anything?"

Wen Xueyu: !!!

Xu Yan seemed to see the other person's hair standing on end; her furrowed brows looked rather cute.

"I..." Wen Xueyu wanted to turn her head away and ignore him.

What an infuriating piece of trash!

My father once told me that a piece of wood would be hung around the neck of a naughty dog.

But the boy spoke up in time, "Don't worry, since you've said that, there will definitely be time."

Suddenly, the molten lava of emotions that was about to erupt from the volcano was held back, and Wen Xueyu blinked blankly.

"I didn't really care about that..."

"I had no choice. After all, Qin Yifan, that rich guy, was going to treat us to a meal. And I'm the kind of person who considers it a loss if I don't find money on the street. How could I not go?"

"Oh."

It has nothing to do with me.

"And with the cod burger there, it's quite pleasing to the eye."

"...Nonsense, humph."

The blushing girl turned her head away, and a little while later a bottle of Red Bull appeared on Xu Yan's table.

Xu Yan looked up and just happened to see her hand withdrawing.

With slender, long fingers and slightly fleshy palms, they must be a very comfortable pair of hands, as soft as a kitten's.

She said softly, "I bought an extra bottle this morning."

Then he slumped onto the table in front of him, looking like he was sick.

Xu Yan leaned back lazily in his chair, opened his phone, and started searching for boxing gyms near his home.

Let's get this task done tonight, and we can deal with tomorrow's problems tomorrow.

At the very front of the fourth group, a girl who was usually quiet and reserved, unusually took out her phone in the classroom.

I opened the group and found someone.

Ma Jiamin.

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Chapter 56 Jiang Yiyao, you're too weak!

"Damn it, I just bit my tongue, it hurts like hell!"

In the cafeteria, Qin Yifan ate his meal and blew on his breath as he spoke.

Xie Fei, standing next to him, smirked, "This is nothing. Have you ever experienced your toes hitting the bedpost in winter? That's real pain."

Zhang Zhiwen, who rarely ate with them, looked down on both of them.

"I feel like my dad was really rougher when he whipped me with Seven Wolves cigarettes."

Qin Yifan looked around and finally settled on the boy who was engrossed in eating and hadn't said a word.

"Hey, Xu Yan, what do you think?"

"What do you think?"

I was so busy eating that I didn't listen to a word of their conversation.

"What do you find most painful?"

Xie Fei and Zhang Zhiwen also looked at Xu Yan curiously. Xu Yan swallowed his food completely, coughed, and said in a deep voice, "I have never been in a relationship in my life. Every time I was in the ambiguous stage, I was clearly rejected. I have witnessed every person I liked find happiness with someone else."

Qin Yifan: ...

Xie Fei: ...

Zhang Zhiwen clutched his chest.

He wanted nothing more than to stand up and yell: "You're spouting my lines! That's not your life at all! It's not!"

"Forget it, you should just eat."

Qin Yifan said irritably.

Xie Fei sighed as well, "Brother Xu, what you're saying doesn't make sense. With your looks, have you never been in a relationship?"

Zhang Zhiwen also looked over curiously. He instinctively felt that Xu Yan was just pretending. If he looked like that, he would go out on the street every day to ask girls for their WeChat. How could he not have been in a relationship?

Xu Yan shrugged. "Love can't put food on the table. Does being handsome mean you have to be in a relationship? Brother Shu is so tall, but he doesn't play basketball."

"Pretending to be something they're not."

Qin Yifan really wanted to ask Xu Yan and Wen Xueyu what was going on, but he gave up the moment he saw Zhang Zhiwen's miserable face. What if he said too much and Zhang Zhiwen went down from the sixth floor and elbowed the ground?

"By the way, tomorrow's a holiday, wanna go play games together after school?"

Xie Fei asked with great interest.

Qin Yifan thought for a moment and said, "I need to go home early, but we can play together tonight."

After saying that, she seemed to remember something and looked at Xu Yan, "Want to come along?"

After finishing his meal, Xu Yan put down his chopsticks and said, "Something's come up tonight, so I probably won't be able to play."

"Hmm? What's up? It's not a date, is it?"

"What date? Are you interested in exercising?"

Qin Yifan immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum, "You still have time to exercise in your senior year of high school? I'm afraid of dying suddenly every day."

Indeed, the grueling courses in high school, especially the senior year, are a huge drain on both the mind and body, and to some extent, they can be described as 'risking the future'. So, some retaliatory slacking off in college is understandable.

However, Xu Yan doesn't feel this kind of 'life-or-death fatigue' yet, probably because of his improved physical fitness and the blessing of 'perfect sleep' every day. He feels that running another ten kilometers wouldn't be a problem.

System, I'm just saying this casually, please don't assign any tasks.

The system didn't respond, nor did it understand its own humor.

The afternoon classes weren't too strenuous; they just handed out a few worksheets as holiday homework.

During the last class, the homeroom teacher, Wang Fuchuan, announced the holiday arrangements: classes would resume on the 4th, starting tonight.

Of course, this is a "special treatment" for senior high school students. Although many students complained, they knew there was nothing they could do to change it. They accepted it while cursing, which can be said to be a microcosm of life.

I'll send you the time and location tomorrow.

Xu Yan picked up his schoolbag and stood up from his seat. As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wen Xueyu, who was sitting in front of him, turned around and said to the boy.

Xu Yan nodded. "Okay, I understand."

"Don't stand me up..."

Seemingly worried about the boy's bad character, Wen Xueyu gave him a special instruction.

Xu Yan said with a laugh, "Do I look like someone who doesn't keep their promises?"

Wen Xueyu scoffed, "Who knows about you? You never tell the truth anyway."

"Really? You're not saying I don't tell the truth just because I have a sweet tongue?"

Listening to Xu Yan's words, her eyes involuntarily fell on the boy's red and thin lips.

Is it sweet? Sweeter than Ferrero Rocher?

Thinking about it made the girl's cheeks flush immediately, and she gripped the shoulder strap of her backpack tightly.

"Who cares about that... Have you finished your Red Bull?"

She remembered this, and Xu Yan nodded with a smile, "I've finished drinking it. I won't drink this tomorrow. Bring me a latte instead."

"Who said I was going to bring it for you!"

The girl blushed and glared at Xu Yan.

This person is really something. Just because they know my secret, they think they can boss me around like this, even ordering what I'll drink tomorrow. Do they think I'm a maid?

Xu Yan grinned and said, "I don't care. Anyway, if I don't see a latte tomorrow, I don't know what I'll say."

"You...I'm ignoring you!"

Wen Xueyu angrily slung her backpack over her shoulder and turned to leave, while the girl who left the classroom with Ma Jiamin was still holding a grudge.

But not long after I walked out, my phone started vibrating in my pocket.

This appears to be new information.

As if sensing something, she deliberately avoided her chattering friend and secretly took out her phone to take a look.

The message comes from [Daylight Fireworks].

really...

My heart rate instantly increased, as if someone had suddenly stepped on the gas pedal.

[Remember to eat the Ferrero Rocher chocolates in your backpack.]