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Chapter 483 - 427 should

Chapter 483: 427 should

"Xiao Yu."

Ren Miao walked over in a casual manner, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans.

Perhaps by coincidence or by fate, the last physical education class on Friday morning brought the two classes together.

Understanding the situation, their roommates tactfully walked away.

Hong Xiaoyu watched the approaching girl with a complex look in his eyes.

Before, he was grateful for such serendipity; you could even say it was the class he looked forward to the most each week. But just before this class, he wanted to ask for sick leave.

He stood on the lawn, forcing a stiff smile.

"You’re such a busy person now, huh? Did you really get mad at me?"

Ren Miao’s jeans were rolled up, matched with a pair of Nike sneakers. Her hair, tied carelessly into a ponytail with a rubber band, gave her a fresh look.

Although she wasn’t stunningly beautiful, in the prime of youth, which boy wouldn’t wish for a girl to walk up to him from the crowd, her smile blossoming for him alone?

Had it been Hong Xiaoyu from last week, he would have reveled in this scene, his heart pounding as if a deer were crashing around inside; but now, he couldn’t get excited at all and even wanted to evade.

Unfortunately, the combined physical education class didn’t give him any chance to dodge.

"No, it’s just that I’ve been really busy the past few days. My brother came to Hancheng for a rare visit, so I had to accompany him."

Hong Xiaoyu quickly used someone as a shield.

"Oh, I thought you were mad at me. I’ve been worried for days."

Ren Miao seemed to take his word for it.

Even though he had intentionally avoided her and calmed himself down over a few days, when he actually faced her, Hong Xiaoyu still couldn’t keep his composure and smiled somewhat unnaturally.

"What are you talking about? Why would I be mad at you?"

"Good, as long as you’re not mad."

The girl smiled with ease, "Then I’ll treat you to lunch at noon as an apology."

"No need."

Hong Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "You didn’t do anything wrong."

"See, I knew you were lying."

"I’m not."

Hong Xiaoyu’s face turned red.

"Then let me buy you lunch, and I’ll believe that you’re really not mad."

The girl’s eyes were playful.

They looked into each other’s eyes.

Hong Xiaoyu couldn’t help but smile.

"...How about I treat you instead?"

"Enough with that, why be so polite with me?"

"Toot..."

The sound of the teacher’s whistle signaling the gathering came.

Class was about to end.

Ren Miao looked back.

"See you later then."

Next to the playground was the cafeteria.

True to her word, Ren Miao insisted on getting Hong Xiaoyu his meal, even using her own meal card, even if it was just eating at the cafeteria.

"Wait for me."

After putting down her tray and finding a spot, under Hong Xiaoyu’s puzzled gaze, she ran off again, and soon returned carefully carrying a bowl of chilled plum soup.

"Here, to cool you off and quench your thirst."

She placed the white porcelain bowl in front of Hong Xiaoyu.

"Why did you only get one bowl?"

"I don’t like drinking cold things."

Ren Miao spoke nonchalantly.

Hong Xiaoyu pursed his lips.

Ren Miao sat down and picked up her chopsticks, "Don’t be so impulsive next time. What if you really hurt someone, then what?"

"I was just drunk that day."

Ren Miao looked up.

"If you can’t hold your liquor, why drink?"

Hong Xiaoyu looked down, his chopsticks stirring the food, "...He probably doesn’t drink, does he?"

Ren Miao did not catch on at first, but after a moment, she laughed, "Are you talking about Chi Bei?"

Hong Xiaoyu remained silent.

"Hmm, he probably isn’t keen on drinking. I’ve never seen him do it anyway. But we really don’t meet that often."

Hong Xiaoyu couldn’t help but grip his chopsticks tighter, and after much restraint, he still couldn’t hold back.

"Are you two... in a relationship now?"

Ren Miao was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "No, haven’t I told you? He and I are just friends at the moment."

At the moment.

Hong Xiaoyu keenly felt that her rejection was very likely because of that "Brother Chi Bei".

"You, do you like him?"

Hong Xiaoyu looked up, forcibly suppressing the sour taste in his mouth.

Ren Miao met his gaze, didn’t dodge, and fell silent for a while.

"I don’t know."

Don’t know?

Hong Xiaoyu frowned involuntarily.

"What do you mean, you don’t know?"

Ren Miao played with her food.

"To me, he has always been a big brother, and his family has always taken great care of mine. Without his dad’s help, my dad’s business would never have come this far. They’ve helped us out a lot. His dad likes me quite a bit, and my dad likes him too..."

Although Ren Miao’s words were disjointed, Hong Xiaoyu still understood.

"But what about you? Do you like him?"

"I guess so."

"You guess?"

Ren Miao smiled.

"I’ve always regarded Brother Chi Bei as family. Aren’t lovers or spouses a type of family too?"

Hong Xiaoyu was incredulous at her perspective.

"Nonsense! How can that be the same?"

"My mom passed away early, and my dad raised me alone. To take care of my feelings, he only remarried when I was in high school. He’s been the sole support of the household. I should be with Brother Chi Bei, that way it would lighten his load."

Should again.

But looking at the composed girl, Hong Xiaoyu opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

Yes.

In this world, not everything is about love and affection.

What’s wrong with being with someone you’ve known since childhood, who is outstanding in every way and can help your family?

"My brother said that girls mature quicker than boys of the same age. He was right. I was just too naive."

Ren Miao smiled without any hint of concealment, "It’s good that you don’t blame me."

Hong Xiaoyu offered a bitter smile, his eyes complicated.

To say he had no resentments before would be bullshit.

But at that moment, all the grievances, discontent, and anger dissipated into nothingness.

He opened his mouth.

"I wish you happiness."

After the struggle, all his pent-up emotions seemed to vanish with those few words.

Cousin had said before.

Most first loves end without illness or pain.

There’s nothing to complain about.

And he was luckier than most,

at least this girl had been sincere with him.

"I don’t need your blessings, it’s too pretentious, it’s not a movie."

Ren Miao wrinkled her delicate nose.

Hong Xiaoyu chuckled.

Just as they were eating, the ringtone of a mobile phone sounded.

Ren Miao answered the call.

"Auntie."

"You’re at the university? Oh, okay, I will come right now."

After putting down the phone, she apologized, "I’m sorry, my aunt has come to the school, I have to go meet her."

Auntie.

It must be her stepmother.

"Go ahead."

Hong Xiaoyu immediately nodded understandingly.

Ren Miao stood up and quickly left.

Hong Xiaoyu watched her figure blend into the bustling crowd of the cafeteria, then he withdrew his gaze and looked at the bowl of cool soup at the edge of his plate.

Worldly emotions.

Nothing but a bowl of chilled summer white porcelain plum soup, the cracked ice clinking against the sides.

He grinned, lifted the bowl, gulped it down in one go, exhaled deeply, then picked up the chopsticks and started to eat heartily, burying his head in his meal.