Zhao ii glanced at the girl’s friendly smile, quickly avoided eye contact, and turned away pretending not to see.
She turned to look at Shi Yang, seriously sketching the nu, and couldn’t help but steal a glance at the girl through the corner of her eye. Sure enough, she saw her focused on watching her Brother Yangyang.
Zhao ii pouted, unhappy.
Shi Yang finished selecting and turned to Zhao ii, asking, "Do you want peach-flavored drinks or Sprite today?"
Zhao ii tugged at the tablecloth, looking gloomy, and stayed silent.
Shi Yang glanced at the waiting waiter nearby, smiled apologetically, and asked again.
Zhao ii toyed with her narrow eyelids, intentionally not speaking.
Shi Yang, already unrested, felt tired and weary. He was rely forcing himself to accompany Zhao ii here. Seeing her inexplicably act up, he suddenly felt impatient and frowned, thought for a mont, and said to the waiter, "Then bring one of each, please."
Shi Yang planned to take the leftovers back to the hotel for Zhao ii to drink later.
After the waiter turned to leave, Shi Yang asked Zhao ii, "What were you doing just now? Why the sour face?"
Zhao ii huffed, "Who said I was sulking?"
Shi Yang felt a bit displeased with Zhao ii’s attitude and his voice grew low as he scolded, "Then why didn’t you answer when I asked you? Do you think it’s fair to let the waiter stand by waiting?"
Zhao ii: "...I, I didn’t an to keep her standing."
As Shi Yang scolded her, Zhao ii suddenly felt uncomfortable, feeling both upset and wronged.
Zhao ii hung her head and tugged at the tablecloth.
Seeing her like that, Shi Yang’s heart softened, and he reached out to rub her head, "What happened earlier on?"
Zhao ii lowered her head, acting casual, "Nothing much."
Shi Yang pinched Zhao ii’s cheek.
She couldn’t help but laugh, turned and nestled into her Brother Yangyang’s arms, leaning against him and acting coy, "Stop pinching , you’re going to make my face swell."
As she finished saying this, she glanced at the girl again, noticing her still stretching her head to look over here.
Zhao ii sat up straight, stopped ssing around with her Brother Yangyang, and turned to whisper, "Bro, what’s your relationship with that girl just now?"
Shi Yang had actually long noticed Zhang Xueyao peeking over, but he deliberately ignored it. Now that Zhao ii asked, he casually brushed it off, "Just an ordinary classmate. We greet each other when we et at school."
Zhao ii’s eyes shifted, "Didn’t you say there weren’t any pretty girls in your departnt?"
Shi Yang: "She’s not from our departnt; she’s in the managent departnt."
Zhao ii keenly caught this information and pressed further, "If she’s not from your departnt, how do you know her?"
Shi Yang frowned, "Don’t pry unnecessarily."
Zhao ii pouted, feeling sulky, took so lamb with chopsticks and kept swishing it around the pot without eating properly.
Shi Yang sensed it and sighed inwardly, softly explaining, "Really, just ordinary classmates, why would I lie to you?"
Zhao ii lifted her eyelids, half-believing, "Really?"
Shi Yang fed her a piece of lamb, "Mm-hmm."
Zhao ii finally smiled again.
At that ti, Zhao ii was already slowly showing signs of being possessive; she started showing pettiness, getting temperantal, stirring up petty argunts—being both fussy and stingy—and as she grew older, she beca downright awkward.
Shi Yang also noticed Zhao ii’s tendency for possessiveness and petty dispositions; they flared up frequently. Strangely enough, she never behaved like this around outsiders.
Zhao ii at school wasn’t like typical girls, crying easily, being troubleso, or always calculating. She was cheerful, had an easy-going and generous temperant, had many friends, and was well-connected. Whether with boys or girls, she had good relationships.
When Shi Yang used to pick up or drop off Zhao ii at school, her classmates always had unanimous praise.
At that ti, Shi Yang never understood what Zhao ii’s little head was constantly pondering over; she seed to have sothing hidden inside her, especially secretive, kept tightly under wraps.
Zhao ii ate slowly, dawdling but ate a lot. Shi Yang didn’t have much appetite, just felt extrely sleepy with a headache and sore throat.
Halfway through, Zhang Xueyao and her group were leaving and ca over to say goodbye.
Shi Yang politely bid farewell, and Zhang Xueyao gave him a deep look, suddenly saying, "Shi Yang, let’s still be friends, okay?"
Shi Yang was stunned, not expecting her to say this suddenly. To him, a breakup was a breakup; there was really no need to remain friends.
But being asked directly by Zhang Xueyao, he felt a bit awkward rejecting her outright, especially since she hadn’t done anything wrong, and everyone was soon to graduate and go their separate ways. Additionally, he was wary of Zhao ii beside him, fearful her once smoothed fur might flare up again.
Shi Yang nodded perfunctorily.
Zhang Xueyao said nothing more, bid farewell, and walked away with her friends.
How perceptive Zhao ii was—it was her forte to read expressions and observe people. She inquisitively asked, "Bro, does she like you?"
Seeing Zhang Xueyao finally leave, Shi Yang secretly sighed with relief, feeling completely at ease, and smilingly reached out to rub Zhao ii’s head, "Stop guessing, hurry and eat! It’ll be overcooked soon."
Zhao ii returned to the hotel slling like hotpot and was imdiately sent to take a shower by Shi Yang.
Zhao ii took her little camisole, underwear, and pajamas into the bathroom, carefully hanging them on the rack.
In the earlier years, she would openly wear her little vest and shorts in front of Shi Yang without all this fuss. She had grown up, learned to feel shy, and earlier, when she took out her underwear, she sneakily bundled it inside her pajamas and took it to the bathroom while Shi Yang wasn’t watching.
Standing under the warm water her Brother Yangyang had adjusted, Zhao ii comfortably showered, wetting her hair and body, identifying the hotel-provided shampoo and body wash, and used each one in turn, lathering herself in bubbles and couldn’t help but start singing.
"Monkey Brother Monkey Brother, you’re so remarkable, the Five Elents Mountain can’t hold you, out jumps the Monkey King... la la la..."
"I oo oo ooh... fell in love with you..."
Singing happily, Zhao ii’s voice grew louder, singing while scrubbing bubbles, swinging her waist and wiggling with rhythm, her entire body radiating an indescribable excitent and joy, self-absorbed in delight.
Zhao ii felt happy, blissful, and joyous because she could see her Brother Yangyang; her mood had unknowingly started to move with certain soone.
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