During the winter break, Ye Anhao found a part-ti job at a convenience store, thinking about earning so money to save for her college tuition.
However, her peaceful days did not last long before Ouyang Yifeng appeared in front of her. He did not take the initiative to greet her or talk to her, but every day he would appear in front of her three tis: morning, noon, and night.
This morning, Ouyang Yifeng appeared in the store once again. Xiao Xia, the store clerk, excitedly patted Ye Anhao on the shoulder.
"Anhao, look quickly, that handso guy is here to buy sothing again."
Ye Anhao instinctively raised her eyes and indeed saw Ouyang Yifeng in the store. He was walking around the shelves, seemingly looking for sothing.
Seeing this, Xiao Xia naturally wanted to seize the opportunity and stepped forward to ask, "Handso guy, are you looking for sothing?"
Ouyang Yifeng nodded, his gaze falling on Ye Anhao as he said word by word, "I am indeed looking for sothing; do you happen to sell regret dicine here?"
Xiao Xia thought he was joking, "Handso guy, you really know how to joke. Where on earth could you find regret dicine for sale?"
Xiao Xia naturally didn’t understand the aning behind Ouyang Yifeng’s words, but Ye Anhao understood it thoroughly.
She sneered inwardly; if making a mistake could be resolved by simply buying a bottle of regret dicine, then the world would be at peace.
Ouyang Yifeng watched Ye Anhao’s indifferent face, sighed silently, grabbed a random snack from the shelf, and walked towards the cashier desk where Ye Anhao was standing, lowering his eyes to look at her.
"Ye Anhao, could you please stop being mad at ?"
It had been a month since Ye Anhao last spoke to him.
"I’m not mad at you." Ye Anhao glanced at him expressionlessly, paused, and then added, "What would I be mad at you for?"
After saying this, Ye Anhao ignored him, scanned the barcode, and said lightly, "That’ll be twelve yuan and eight cents. Cash or Alipay?"
Ouyang Yifeng gave her a deep look, finally took a stack of cash from his wallet, "Keep the change; the rest is your tip."
Ye Anhao didn’t refuse and accepted the cash from Ouyang Yifeng with peace of mind.
After Ouyang Yifeng left, Xiao Xia approached her with a gossip-filled face, "You know that handso guy? I an, he cos by every day to buy sothing."
"I have nothing to do with him."
"You say you have nothing to do with him, but the way he looks at you is obviously different from how he looks at others."
"What’s so different? It’s just two eyes staring at soone."
"You’re still denying it? Hmph."
"I could chirp too." Ye Anhao rolled her eyes at her, "Alright, a custor is here, go serve them."
Another day passed like this, and the next day, Xiao Xia stared at the door for a long ti, yet still didn’t see Ouyang Yifeng’s figure.
Frowning, Xiao Xia said to Ye Anhao, "That’s strange, why didn’t that handso guy co today?"
Ye Anhao was sorting out the goods, and upon hearing this, her hand paused, but she remained silent.
However, no matter how indifferent she appeared on the surface, she couldn’t help glancing towards the door throughout the entire morning.
She laughed at herself; Ouyang Yifeng was probably just acting on a whim, why should she take it seriously? Ye Anhao, oh Ye Anhao, people like him, with money, just like to play gas with life, while she had nothing and couldn’t afford to play.
Just then, there was so noise at the door, and a familiar figure appeared at the entrance of the convenience store.
Ye Anhao instinctively raised her eyes, and the next mont, her face suddenly changed.
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