"You think playing with a slingshot for a few years ans you can handle a gun?"
Suddenly, a familiar and pleasant voice rang in her ears, accompanied by a familiar, fragrant scent that enveloped her.
This scent made her feel inexplicably warm and familiar in that instant.
Ji Anning’s heartbeat involuntarily slowed by half a beat.
She turned her head in shock, the man had already bent over, his hands reaching out to grasp hers, his head moving from behind to in front of her, one eye peering through the sight.
’Bang!’
’Bang!’
’Bang!’
"..."
The shots followed one after another, pausing for at most two seconds, mostly just one second.
Ji Anning was completely stunned, the man’s dark hair brushing against her chin, her heartbeat completely chaotic.
She couldn’t hear the cheers around her.
She couldn’t hear the music in the mall.
It seed as if everything in the world had stopped.
"Twenty-one."
After shooting two cherry tomatoes consecutively, Ji Chicheng nonchalantly reported the count and then let go of the gun, slowly straightening up.
His hands returned to his trouser pockets, and all his actions appeared so carefree and natural.
He completely disregarded their earlier ambiguous posture as nothing significant.
He didn’t show any sign of impropriety.
Yet, Ji Anning had not snapped out of it, her glossy eyes shockingly staring at his indifferent face.
Inside her, everything that had settled surged up all at once because of his actions.
Her fists clenched tightly beside her legs.
"Ti’s not up yet."
"Right, there are still ten seconds left."
Soone whispered nearby, the competition ti wasn’t up, but he was Ji Chicheng.
He always avoided doing things that had little significance. Twenty was the highest score soone had achieved, and his goal was to win, so twenty-one was enough.
Anything more, he felt, was a waste and completely unnecessary.
"This al I will treat myself."
Ji Anning was still dazed when Ji Chicheng’s indifferent remark brought her thoughts back.
She hurriedly lowered her eyelashes, the playful sparkle in her eyes dimming.
...
Ji Anning clutched the 500 yuan dining voucher tightly in her hand, looking at Ji Chicheng walking ahead of her, her lips couldn’t help but curve upwards.
’You think playing with a slingshot for a few years ans you can handle a gun?’
Once, Ji Xiangting had stolen her howork, causing her to go to school without it the next day, and she had to stand as punishnt for a whole class period.
That night when she returned, she secretly shot Ji Xiangting with a slingshot from the shadows, making Ji Xiangting cry out in pain and lie in the grass.
At that mont, Ji Chicheng had been standing behind her, witnessing the whole scene. When she turned around, she was almost scared out of her wits.
For the next few days, she lived in constant fear, not knowing whether Ji Chicheng would tell the family about her shooting Ji Xiangting with a slingshot.
Until now, only the two of them knew about that incident.
"Still want to eat Western food?"
Ji Chicheng suddenly stopped walking, turned around, and asked Ji Anning.
’Uh,’ Ji Anning was caught mid-recollection of those youthful days when he suddenly turned around, giving her the sensation of being caught red-handed, her eyes shifting guiltily, unable to find a place to rest.
"Whatever," she replied indifferently to Ji Chicheng, then suddenly thought of sothing and looked at him puzzledly, "Uncle, where’s Danning?"
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