“We’re not planning to stay long.” With only the two of them left, they were about to head back too.
But at that moment, a crisp female voice stopped them in their tracks.
“Lin Xinyuan.”
She tilted her head slightly. Turning around, she saw it was Liu Yi, walking over slowly.
“Yi Jie, is something the matter?”
Lin Xinyuan couldn’t help but feel puzzled, unaware that she had already developed this habit.
The movement was subconscious—she hadn’t even noticed it herself.
But Liu Yi had gotten used to it by now, so she wasn’t too surprised.
The pretty girl looked straight at Qin Nanfeng and raised her chin. “Handsome, mind lending me your girlfriend for a bit?”
Qin Nanfeng pulled the girl into his arms without a word, earning a shy yelp from Lin Xinyuan.
This guy was always indifferent to everyone except her. “I do mind,” he said with a fake smile.
“What? Seriously…” Liu Yi was at a loss for words.
Come on, she was at least decent-looking, right? Did she look like some kind of villain?
She just wanted to talk to Lin Xinyuan for a bit—why did he have to be so guarded?
Like she was about to steal his girlfriend or something.
She wasn’t interested in love right now, and she sure wasn’t into girls.
Even that guy from before wasn’t her type…
Wait—not that. She had actually been interested in Qin Nanfeng at first, but once she found out he was Xinyuan’s boyfriend, the interest vanished.
Thinking it over, Liu Yi could only look at the girl, raising an eyebrow to ask for her opinion.
Lin Xinyuan hesitated, but eventually nodded.
Then she gave a certain someone a bashful glare, pushed against his broad chest, and whispered with a red face, “Put me down… there are so many people…”
Qin Nanfeng’s face took on a wounded look, like a pitiful big dog, making Lin Xinyuan stare blankly, almost falling into that yellow-haired brat’s tender trap.
But she shook her head lightly, calmed down, and pushed his chest again, signaling him to let go. “Hurry up…”
Only then did Qin Nanfeng finally release her. The girl quickly stepped away from him, distancing herself from this guy who occasionally went crazy.
Liu Yi watched their interaction and twitched her mouth.
Especially after they separated, Qin Nanfeng’s gaze toward her turned completely flat again, like a different person, as if the expression he’d shown just now wasn’t his at all.
But Liu Yi really did envy Lin Xinyuan—envy that she had found someone she truly loved.
In this world, that was rare and extremely hard to come by…
“Yi Jie, what is it exactly?”
“Come with me for a moment.” Liu Yi winked mischievously, glancing meaningfully at the boy. “After all, there aren’t just the two of us here. Girl talk… shouldn’t be heard by a stinky man, you know.”
Hearing this, Lin Xinyuan felt like she’d been insulted.
Even though it didn’t relate to her now, having been a guy before, it felt strange—like she was being stabbed with innuendos about herself.
“…Okay.”
Though she didn’t know what Liu Yi wanted, she didn’t refuse, out of goodwill toward the girl.
Liu Yi’s delicate face immediately broke into a big smile.
She took the girl’s hand and led her away, heading under a large tree in front of a nearby restaurant, where there weren’t many people.
Before leaving, she deliberately glanced back at a certain someone with a teasing look and said, “See? I’m more important to her.” She didn’t care at all.
But Qin Nanfeng remained indifferent to Liu Yi, like his expression was saying, “Look! Compared to you, for her—” A strange curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Liu Yi pouted, feeling bored. Then she had a thought, and the corner of her mouth curled into a strange smirk.
Only when they reached the deserted tree did they finally stop.
Lin Xinyuan murmured softly, pulling her hand out of the other’s palm reluctantly. “Can you say it now?”
Being able to touch the hand of the person she’d dreamed of—there was a faint satisfaction rising from deep inside, but more than that, there was indifference.
She didn’t feel much anymore. After all, compared to Liu Yi’s hand, she found her own felt better to touch… how strange…
She stood there still as a slight cold wind blew, rustling the girl’s skirt.
In a daze, Lin Xinyuan seemed to see the girl who had dazzled her—no, dazzled him—and had brought him warmth during those high school days…
That girl didn’t care about others’ gazes. She simply talked to him like it was nothing, with no ambiguous moves.
But that alone gave him a solid sense of support back then.
Even if Lin Xinyuan hadn’t turned into a girl, he knew in his heart that Liu Yi had only ever treated him as an ordinary male friend. There was no possibility.
But no matter what, Lin Xinyuan would always be grateful to Liu Yi.
Thank you…
Yet before her internal gratitude could last long, Liu Yi’s question instantly short-circuited her, leaving her flustered.
“Hey.” Liu Yi smiled mysteriously, leaning in closer with a weird look on her face. “Xinyuan… have you done it with him?”
In an instant, Lin Xinyuan felt a rush of heat surge to her head, freezing her in time. Her pupils dilated: “Huh?”
But before she could react, Liu Yi kept talking on her own, a little embarrassed as she lowered her gaze. “Actually, I wanted to ask you… what does it feel like?”
Liu Yi was genuinely curious now. Not because she was interested herself… but mainly because her three pervert roommates kept bringing it up, disturbing her peace of mind.
As she said this, she looked up again, only to notice the girl’s cheeks burning like sunset, and her almond eyes darting away in evasion.
Her eyes widened in surprise. “You guys… haven’t actually done it, have you?” She immediately realized something, her beautiful eyes opening wide.
She had suspected as much given how intimate they were, but seeing the girl’s reaction confirmed her guess.
Still, she was shocked. A wife pot? Three years? That boy… was about to become—
The more she thought about it, the more excited she got. She couldn’t help but glance back at a certain someone, grinning slyly.
Moving closer to Lin Xinyuan, who was still frozen, she whispered in her ear, “Your boyfriend’s not bad… How about lending him to me? I want to try too.”
The girl was still drowning in endless shame. Especially since it was Liu Yi who asked, it made it even more unbearable. There was a sense of shattered illusions.
From Li Tang and Liu Qingyan, to Liu Yi now, it had completely shattered her—or rather, his—original filter for girls.
How come sometimes girls seem more… uh… perverted than boys?
But before she could dwell on it, the whisper in her ear and the body pressing close made her jolt.
She cried out instinctively, “No… you can’t!”
She pushed Liu Yi away, like an angry kitten, hastily trying to declare ownership. “Don’t even think about it!”
But when she looked up, she saw the girl laughing uncontrollably, and immediately realized she’d been fooled…
And her voice was so loud that it quickly drew the attention of passersby nearby.
Lin Xinyuan was so embarrassed she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground and never come out again.
Some elderly people looked at her strangely, as if wondering why such a pretty girl had suddenly gone crazy.
Ugh… what the hell is this?!