Translator:
StarveCleric
Editor:
Milkbiscuit
He looked at her for a moment before reaching forward to grab one of the bottles in the plastic bag. He twisted the bottle open to loosen the cap before twisting it back shut and tossing the bottle towards Shi Yao.
I’ll give you mine.
His voice was deep and serene. It sounded exceptionally crisp and clear, as if he had spoken right by her ear.
Shi Yao’s mind couldn’t help but spin for a second. By the time she came to, the sun’s rays were shining on her body once more. He had already turned around and left.
A warm spring breeze blew over. When Shi Yao caught sight of Lin Jiage’s figure, his white sportswear looked slightly puffed up under the pull of the wind, and a few strands of his hair were dancing mischievously along with the breeze.
Perhaps it was due to Lin Jiage’s departure, but the group of men quickly left the area as well.
Flamboyant Yellow Sportswear was the last one to make a move. Before he left, he didn’t forget to ask Leng Nuan with a cheeky smile,
Student, won’t you consider one last time to give your phone number to me?
However, Leng Nuan’s cold face suggested that she had no intentions of replying.
Flamboyant Yellow Sportswear wasn’t at all angered by her lack of response. With a smile that seemed even brighter than the sun in the sky, he replied,
It’s fine. One day, you’ll surely give your number to me.
Deep Blue Sportswear, who had already walked some distance away, heard the words of Flamboyant Yellow Sportswear and burst into laughter. Turning around, he urged,
Hurry up, we’re going to play basketball.
Flamboyant Yellow Sportswear waved at Leng Nuan, saying
Sayonara!
before he quickly jogged away.
When the group of men finally left, He Tiantian finally popped open her bottle cap and exclaimed with a look of bliss on her face,
Waa, my Adonis is too dashing! He actually helped Yaoyao open her drink. I also want an Adonis to open my bottles for me!
Jiang Yue nodded in agreement,
I’m starting to believe what Yaoyao told us last night. But speaking of which, Yaoyao, is there a pit in your head? You have such a perfect fiancé, but you still want to cancel your engagement. Did you hit your head somewhere?
He Tiantian:
That’s right, that’s right! Yaoyao, this engagement took all the blessings that you’ve accumulated in your previous life, no, your previous-previous life, previous-previous-previous life, and previous-previous-previous-previous life too! How can you not cherish it?
In the end, good friends are just for show. Before their Adonis, they still chose to abandon me without any hesitation.
Shi Yao pouted as she drank her red tea silently.
Jiang Yue:
That isn’t the main point, alright? Yaoyao, can you be any more of an opportunist? How did you manage to ask so earnestly if you could only choose one bottle?
He Tiantian:
That’s right, Yaoyao. You’ve just lost the dignity of our dorm room!
Shi Yao, who’d drunk three-fifth of her red tea in a single mouthful, lifted her head and replied with an exceptionally persuasive point,
It’s not like dignity can be eaten.
Jiang Yue:
Wow, that’s so rational that I actually don’t know how to argue against it!
He Tiantian:
It’s a good thing that dignity can’t be eaten, or else Yaoyao will probably eat away every last shred that we’ve got!
Leng Nuan also quipped,
Doesn’t that mean our room will never have any dignity whatsoever?
He Tiantian:
Student Leng Nuan, you aren’t in a position to be talking about Yaoyao now. Let’s turn the topic right back to you. Are you really not going to consider that Phone Number Bro? I think he’s not too bad. At least, he’s much better than your previous pursuers.
Phone Number Bro? Haha, the nicknames that Tiantian comes up for your suitors always gets me every time, like Toiletbowl Man and Mediterranean Sea…
Speaking up to that point, Jiang Yue suddenly turned to Leng Nuan and continued seriously,
… But Nuan, I think that Phone Number Bro isn’t so bad too.
Shi Yao’s mouth was preoccupied with her red tea at the moment, so she was unable to speak. However, she raised the jasmine tea in her other hand to express her agreement to their words.
Leng Nuan lowered her gaze, and her face suddenly turned wintry cold.
I told you before—I don’t have any interest in men.
