I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

"Then what are we waiting for? Come over here quickly, let's walk together under the umbrella." The boy waved to her.

The girl then walked under his umbrella, glanced at him, and then looked ahead as if nothing had happened.

So the two walked forward at the same pace, shoulder to shoulder, to avoid the swaying rain.

"Teacher Shen, come to think of it carefully, is this the first time we've ever shared an umbrella?" Cheng Fei thought for a moment.

"What are you trying to say now?" Shen Xi asked coldly, her voice devoid of emotion.

"It's nothing, it's just that theoretically, it's quite ambiguous for boys and girls to share an umbrella during their school days. How do you feel about it now?" The boy tilted the umbrella handle slightly towards the girl, curious.

The girl's gaze swept across the empty playground, and after a moment of silence, she said, "It seems that Cheng Feiyu has already gone through her student days, right?"

"Why are you suddenly asking this kind of question?" the boy asked, surprised.

"One cannot simultaneously possess youth and the feeling of youth. You yourself said that. You should have realized it long ago. Cheng Feiyu has always viewed so-called youth from a detached perspective." Shen Xi narrowed her eyes, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face.

"That quote was said by Lu Xun," the boy said with certainty.

"Fine, changing the subject is one thing, but so this is what they mean by so-called amazing secrets or universal truths. Cheng Feiyu, you're just being deliberately mysterious." The girl suddenly sneered, her disdainful expression like that of someone who had finally solved a long-standing riddle and seen through the clumsy tricks of the person who set the question.

"Teacher Shen, how much must someone love another person to repeatedly recall a casual remark they made a year ago?" the boy said helplessly.

"Whatever, that's true. Anyway, that's the difference between us. Who knows who Cheng Feiyu actually spent her student days with? For me, it's youth, but for Cheng Feiyu, it's just something to reminisce about." After saying that, the girl shut her mouth, her gaze falling on the cherry blossom tree at the school gate. Her cold little face radiated a faint displeasure.

"Does this mean you don't deny that you love me very much?" the boy asked tentatively.

Her stubborn, pink lips were tightly closed, completely ignoring him, as if she was genuinely unhappy.

A cool breeze enveloped the two people under the umbrella, their footsteps making a soft sound on the damp ground.

"Shen Xi, even so, it's impossible for a Star Spirit Queen as adorable as you to have shared an umbrella with me during our school days. So, right now, I feel the same way you do, so please don't overthink it," the boy said softly, peeking into her field of vision.

The aloof girl slowly looked at him, then suddenly let out a cold laugh that was hard to decipher.

"What kind of reaction is this? I'm telling the truth," the boy asked, puzzled.

“Cheng Feiyu himself admitted it, so it seems my guess was right. I’ve uncovered another secret of Cheng Feiyu.” The girl raised her chin, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and had a triumphant look on her face, as if she were a victor.

"Teacher Shen! Are you pretending to be sad to trick me into comforting you?" The boy came to his senses and realized that he had fallen for her trick again.

"Heh, sorry, don't think I'm one of those naive students. Nobody here would be both moved and saddened by something as trivial as sharing an umbrella. Cheng Feiyu's misunderstanding has nothing to do with me." The girl had a gloating feeling about it.

"Teacher Shen, why are you so mean? Your acting skills make it hard for me not to suspect that you have the memories of the Celestial Queen but have just been pretending. Is it so fun to play the arrogant young lady of a human? Please conquer Earth right now so I can live a good life!" the boy rebuked.

The girl gritted her teeth and glared at him defiantly, "Cheng Feiyu is getting angry and starting to bite back again. Stop making up lies and slandering me!"

"Otherwise, how do you explain that we shared an umbrella on our first date? It's a common-sense scenario where everyone would have various thoughts on their first experience. And you're actually trying to trick me into saying that?" The boy looked heartbroken.

"Excuse me, first of all, I am different from stupid so-called ordinary people. I won't have any thoughts about such a small matter. Secondly, even if I did have some thoughts, it would only be the weak instinct of this body. It wouldn't prevent me from analyzing Cheng Feiyu's words and actions with my mind!"

"Teacher Shen, if you have any ideas, please admit them frankly. Is your so-called mind something separate from your body? Does your Protoss Queen have an external processor?"

"What exactly is Cheng Feiyu trying to achieve by rambling on like this?!"

"Okay then, if you frankly admit your feelings, I will forgive you for deceiving my feelings just now."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl, who had been staring intently at by the boy, turned her face away, preventing him from seeing her expression.

"Ms. Shen, please give a direct answer, thank you. If you don't want to admit it, you can simply not admit it." The boy leaned over to look at her.

"Such a penny-pinching piece of trash, haggling over the smallest bit of information." The girl glared at the stationery store near the school gate, gritting her teeth. Then, her eyes flashed, she took a deep breath, still ignoring him, and said coldly without a trace of emotion, "I admit it. Satisfied?"

"What is it?" the boy asked, looking at her.

"I do have feelings for him. After all, it's the first time I've shared an umbrella with Cheng Feiyu, and it's on a date. Although rationally speaking, Cheng Feiyu has already touched me countless times, and we haven't even held hands yet, this kind of low-level instinctive reaction is just like that. Do you understand?" The girl's tone was impatient. "If you don't understand, I don't want to explain anymore!"

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two became quiet.

She shifted her gaze and glanced at the boy out of the corner of her eye, noticing that he was watching her and smiling, as if he were looking at something interesting.

"Trash, you let me finish speaking and then stopped talking again." The girl gritted her teeth, feeling humiliated and annoyed.

"Because I already said that." The boy became helpless. "I already said that with such a lovely Celestial Queen like you sharing an umbrella with me, I feel the same way you do."

The girl fell silent, as if in revenge.

"But to admit it so frankly, Teacher Shen really is very frank when she's being honest," the boy muttered to himself.

"Shut up. I've said it countless times: I always state my thoughts directly. It's Cheng Feiyu who misunderstands me all day long." The girl's cold voice left no room for argument.

“Yes, yes, Your Highness is never stubborn.” The young man pulled open the scissor doors of the Lamborghini for her.

After the girl indifferently got into the passenger seat, he got into the car from the other side.

"So you're home?" Cheng Fei gripped the steering wheel, breathing in the dry air inside the car, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can come back whenever you want." The girl in the passenger seat stared out the window, her tone carrying an ambiguous undertone.

"So, what does Teacher Shen mean?" the boy realized something.

"It doesn't mean anything. Anyway, Cheng Feiyu wants to go on a date. Whether we go home or to a hotel, it doesn't matter. The only difference is that he'll try to touch me inappropriately in a different place." The girl looked like she knew everything.

The boy thought for a moment, started the engine and drove down the gentle slope of Yinghua, while handing his phone to her.

"What are you doing?" Shen Xi looked at him suspiciously.

"I want Teacher Shen to choose her own couples' hotel." The boy looked ahead nonchalantly.

The girl's face turned disgusted, and she silently took the phone after a second.

"Disgusting trash, I can't understand why you like making me do this kind of thing." She said viciously, blinking her pure, dark eyes as she selected items on the screen.

954. Shen Xi had no expectations.

"Because I never get tired of seeing Teacher Shen both complaining and satisfying me," the boy sighed.

"Then you can be despised like this for the rest of your life, you disgusting and utterly unambitious Cheng Feiyu." Shen Xi narrowed her eyes, tapped the screen with her fingertips, and made no attempt to hide her disgust.

“It’s not impossible for you to dislike me for the rest of your life.” The boy muttered, then paused, realized something, and exclaimed in surprise, “Teacher Shen, so this means you’ll agree to satisfy me for the rest of your life? Is this a marriage declaration? This is too sudden, but I’m willing.”

The girl paused for a moment, then closed her eyes, pinched her brow, took a deep breath, and her face showed a kind of sorrowful anger at her lack of ambition.

"Teacher Shen, is that really what you mean? Please give me a straight answer, thank you," the boy said hastily, glancing sideways.

"Cheng Fei..."

"what?"

"You're truly terminally ill!"

Why did you suddenly become so aggressive?

"Because you deserve to be scolded!"

"Okay, so will you satisfy me for the rest of your life?"

"That stubborn piece of trash... Go to hell!!!"

And so, from the white supercar that flashed by on the roads of Academy City, such angry curses were thrown out.

After a while, the Lamborghini stopped downstairs at the hotel. Cheng Fei, holding an umbrella, got into the passenger seat and extended his palm toward the aloof young woman inside.

Shen Xi looked up at him, expressionless, and placed her small hand on his, using the boy's strength to lift her frail body.

"It really is my princess." The young man casually put his hand on her shoulder, pulling her close to his side.

"Disgusting. This is how you treat Her Highness the Princess every day." The girl subtly turned her face away, remaining as cold as ever.

"Is this the soft and chewy mode activated?" the boy asked curiously.

"Nonsense, today is supposed to be a date." The girl turned back and glared at him.

"So here's the question, what do we eat now?" The boy smacked his lips and began to look around.

Shen Xi chose a different couples' hotel, located in a commercial street he had never been to before. In the bustling academy city, it seemed like there was never enough time to explore such places.

"Cheng Feiyu is lazy and gluttonous; the first thing he ever thinks about is food," the girl said disdainfully.

"Not at all, it's almost dinnertime, and I need to finish dinner so I can focus on my date with Teacher Shen." The boy said matter-of-factly.

Shen Xi's gaze swept over the neon signs that remained vibrant even in the rain, and after thinking for a moment, she seemed displeased, "Couldn't Cheng Feiyu have gone up to the hotel first and then ordered takeout?"

After speaking, she received no response for several seconds. Her face turned annoyed, and she turned her head to look at him. She found the boy staring at her, looking as if he had discovered something strange.

"What's with Cheng Feiyu's expression? What's wrong with what I said?" The girl raised her chin defiantly.

"No problem, I'd love to do that too if I could. I wish I could keep Teacher Shen locked in the room with me for the next 24 hours straight and not let her run away." The boy nodded decisively.

The girl shivered and covered her chest with her hands, feeling a chill. "What nonsense is she spouting now?"

"Just speaking my mind." The boy was completely unashamed. He then looked into her eyes, stroked his chin, and changed the subject. "But if I remember correctly, Teacher Shen doesn't like takeout in principle. She used to say she wouldn't eat anything packaged in plastic boxes. But now she's completely changed her mind. Why is that?"

The girl's eyes widened slightly, then her gaze flickered as she looked away and sneered, "Cheng Feiyu has the nerve to talk about me. Doesn't he also remember what I said a year ago and keep recalling it? It's really laughable how much he loves me."

"Teacher Shen, I think you're the one who's really cute. I love you all along. Don't try to change the subject like I did; it's like you're grasping at straws." The boy put his arm around her shoulder and spread his hands. "So now you're asking me to order takeout? Have you gotten into a bad habit of eating takeout, or are you actually in a hurry to get to the hotel and look forward to being alone with me in the room as soon as possible?"

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, getting closer to that beautiful yet cold little face.

"..." Staring straight ahead, he became completely unresponsive, not even blinking, as if he had turned into an exquisite sculpture.

"Teacher Shen, are you asleep? Actually, you're a fish too, and you can sleep with your eyes open or something." The boy's curiosity was quite serious.

"Forget it, let's go home, Cheng Fei." The girl sighed softly, her expression turning cold, radiating a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.

“I was wrong. Never mind.” The boy said calmly.

"..." My eyelids twitched.

"Forgive me, Teacher Shen must have had his own reasons for suggesting ordering takeout. As a servant, if I can't understand it, I should just do my job. But instead, I'm using my own despicable and narrow-minded thinking to speculate. It's truly outrageous and stubborn." The boy bowed respectfully.

The girl took a deep breath, looked down at her feet, tiptoed in her school uniform shoes, and then put them flat again.

"What's wrong, Teacher Shen? These shoes don't fit? They shouldn't look like there's anything wrong with them," the boy asked, puzzled.

"It's all water, I can't kick you." The girl looked up at the gloomy sky, her voice cold and devoid of any emotion.

"So we're not going to play? Teacher Shen is so gentle. She seems fierce to me, but she takes care of even such details. I'm grateful." If he hadn't been holding an umbrella, the boy probably would have clasped his hands together in gratitude.

The next second, the girl, her teeth clenched, clenched her small hand into a fist and delivered a solid punch to his stomach.

"Ugh...that hurts." The boy looked down and hesitated for a second before letting out a sound that didn't seem fake, as if he had been hit hard.

"How can a thick-skinned aquatic mammal be so tough?" The girl looked down at her small, slightly red hands, her brows furrowed, and she gritted her teeth, as if she were resentful of her own fragility.

"Teacher Shen, why don't we go upstairs first? That way it will be easier for you to vent your anger in other ways." The boy put his arm around her and led her forward.

The girl was forced to move, raising her voice as she followed, gritting her teeth, "Trash, I only asked you to order takeout because it was raining and cold outside, and I've been eating takeout every other day since I met you. At this point, it doesn't matter if I live this unhealthy lifestyle one more day or one less day. But you're already having delusions again. It's as absurd as a rat finding a little food in a trash can and thinking someone is feeding it. Get this straight, nobody wants to come into a room and be touched inappropriately by you. The thought of such disgusting things makes me want to vomit!"

In the end, he cursed because he could no longer tolerate it.

"Yes, yes, my teacher Shen is pure and innocent, how could she possibly be someone who expects that kind of thing?" The boy nodded perfunctorily.

"Dare to utter another sarcastic or sarcastic word?!"

"Yes, but there's one thing I really can't agree with."

"what?"

"Since I started dating Teacher Shen, I've been staying up late playing games every other day. Compared to that, eating takeout doesn't seem so unhealthy anymore."

"Shut up, nobody's with you here."

"Yes."

The two went upstairs, checked in at the front desk with an unfazed expression, and opened their own room.

This time, Shen Xi chose a white-themed theme with a moon-shaped hanging chair by the window.

Cheng Fei had to look down at the black over-the-knee socks on her legs, wondering if there was some kind of aesthetic concept behind them that used color contrast to highlight the key points. However, after being glared at fiercely, he had no choice but to swallow his question.

The aloof girl entered the room, raising her head as usual to look around as if conducting some kind of observation. Her indifferent little face made it impossible to guess her thoughts.

The boy looked at her and realized that the white room did indeed make the girl's long, dark hair and black over-the-knee socks even more eye-catching.

"What are you staring at again?" The girl noticed his gaze and narrowed her eyes.

"Teacher Shen, I really want to ask a question." The boy said earnestly.

"Here we go again." The girl sighed softly, her expression a mixture of disgust and helplessness, as if she had already heard what he was about to say.

"Teacher Shen, please don't do this." The boy hesitated before speaking.