The subway station in the afternoon didn’t seem very crowded.
Among the sparse crowd were Gou Yu and Zhu Niao, who had just rushed over after taking the high-speed train and then a taxi.
This was the meeting spot Zhu Niao had arranged with her good roommates.
“Do you see them?” Zhu Niao tiptoed, looking around.
Gou Yu looked up, then reached out, took Zhu Niao’s arm, and lifted the petite girl up, holding her toward a specific direction.
“Do you see them now?” came Gou Yu’s concerned voice from behind.
Zhu Niao bit her lip, a rosy blush slowly creeping up her cheeks.
She could even sense countless passersby’s gazes gathering in her direction, and there was even a child beside them shouting to his dad to lift him up like that too.
Kids these days—this isn’t something fun.
“I see them! Put me down, quickly!” Zhu Niao said sharply, or rather, she had stopped caring about whether she could see them once she was lifted up.
Not only did she truly see her roommates, but her roommates also saw her.
It was as if by unspoken understanding, the moment they saw Zhu Niao being lifted by Gou Yu, they started clapping.
Even Xu Nian, the loli dorm leader’s family member, began to applaud.
As if this were an outstanding acrobatic performance.
The eyes of the passersby shifted continuously from one to another, finally resting on Zhu Niao, who was held high.
Gou Yu didn’t just put Zhu Niao down; instead, he lifted her even higher.
At the same time, he shouted loudly, “Simba!”
Well, now truly everyone was watching Zhu Niao, with many even stopping to take photos.
Zhu Niao’s face was now genuinely red enough to bleed.
She kicked Gou Yu’s knee, and taking advantage of the moment Gou Yu winced in pain, she broke free and turned to punch him square in the kidney.
Her moves were fluid and seamless, drawing admiration from those nearby.
Seeing Gou Yu clutching his side in pain, pedestrians instinctively covered their own sides and quickened their pace to leave.
Zhu Niao looked up, and in front of her were her roommates approaching with laughter.
“Hey, Niao, what a coincidence! You’re taking the subway too?” Liu Xie scratched his head as if he had just spotted Zhu Niao.
Even Ye Qingchang extended a hand to shake Zhu Niao’s: “Haven’t seen you for so long just now, what a coincidence!”
Then Ye Qingchang glanced at Gou Yu, who was crouching on the ground with a twisted face: “What’s going on here…?”
“Walking the dog,” Zhu Niao replied, extending her slender right leg to kick Gou Yu again.
“As expected of Niao, even your dog walking is different from others,” Ye Qingchang and Liu Xie started complimenting and flattering.
“Enough with the nonsense,” Zhu Niao took a deep breath and waved her hand, “Aren’t we supposed to go to the seaside? Though I know it’ll be dark by the time we get there, it can’t be too late, right?”
She looked toward her roommates.
Before leaving, she had changed from a long skirt—not quite suitable for the beach—to shorts paired with a white puff-sleeve blouse. Her roommates seemed similarly dressed, all in casual wear.
No swimsuits.
She had never been to a beach before, so her impression of the beach came from literary works featuring swimsuits. Now it seemed that for an autumn beach, swimsuits weren’t exactly necessary.
But no one told her she didn’t need to bring one.
So she brought one anyway.
At Gou Yu’s place, in the room prepared for her, the wardrobe was filled with clothes all fitting her size—of all styles.
Of course, not as extreme as the wardrobe in her own home prepared for the trainee goddess, which contained adult clothing.
She picked a set that wasn’t overly revealing, although she didn’t plan to wear it. But if all her roommates wore swimsuits, she’d have to follow suit.
Now it seemed fortunate her roommates still maintained their male dignity.
Actually, Zhu Niao had considered going to the beach the next morning, but this spontaneous idea excited everyone immensely.
Besides, staying a night by the seaside was a novel experience none of them had tried before.
Of course, this plan was finalized with the agreement of two people.
One was Yang Shuli, who really wanted to eat seafood by the sea.
The other was Ye Qingchang, whose somewhat artsy mind really wanted to see the ocean under the moonlight.
“Let’s go, let’s go. Get on the subway first, six stops and we’ll be there,” Liu Xie, who had checked the itinerary, confidently took on the role of guide.
Typically on trips, there’s always one person who knows the whole plan, and a few others who have no clue and keep asking where to go next.
Zhu Niao was glad to be one of the clueless ones.
There were still plenty of empty seats on the subway. Gou Yu, recovering from the pain, naturally sat next to Zhu Niao.
He even nudged her with his hip, pushing her slightly aside.
“What’s this? Still not repentant?” Zhu Niao raised an eyebrow.
“I don’t think there’s anything to repent about the glorious birth of a Lion King,” Gou Yu said seriously, as if what he did was for the greater good.
“You…” Zhu Niao was half amused, half annoyed.
But then she seemed to think of something and patted Gou Yu’s shoulder.
“It’s okay, I don’t blame you.”
Then she turned away to chat with her roommates.
“Huh?”
Gou Yu instinctively felt something was off but couldn’t put his finger on what exactly.
He couldn’t very well move closer to Zhu Niao now and get slapped again.
But Niao didn’t look angry either.
Yet, Niao also didn’t seem to have such a good temper, especially with him.
He pinched his chin, trying hard to make sense of it, then gave up and pulled out his phone to scroll through videos.
Things you can’t understand are better left alone—this was a famous quote by the renowned philosopher Zhu Niao.
Then he casually shared two silly videos with Zhu Niao, successfully reaching the “everyone has flaws” level between them.
After some time, Gou Yu only knew that the conversation beside him between Zhu Niao and her roommates had shifted from seaside barbecue to the Normandy landings.
Suddenly feeling drowsy, maybe from watching too many silly videos, he was about to nod off like during boring swimming classes when a small hand gently patted his shoulder.
Gou Yu opened his sleepy eyes to see Zhu Niao standing up.
Then he saw Zhu Niao walking toward the open subway door.
Oh, it was their stop.
He slung his bag on his back and followed her off the subway.
But then he saw Zhu Niao suddenly patting and searching her clothing pockets, as if she had lost something.
Did she lose her phone?
He watched as Zhu Niao went back inside the carriage once again.
Without thinking much, Gou Yu yawned standing on the platform.
Speaking of which, where were the other roommates? Didn’t they get off?
Suddenly remembering something, Gou Yu snapped awake.
He looked up sharply at the station sign overhead—clearly not the stop he was supposed to get off at.
Then he glanced back at the subway doors, which were slowly closing.
In front of the door that was just shutting, Zhu Niao was standing, flipping the middle finger.
“Haha, dummy, wait for the next train.”
LMAO, that’s karma unfortunately
Elite trolling