[Wrong Elevator, Wrong Door] (121-130) Author: No Cat Under Heaven

Author: No Cat Under Heaven
Word Count: 35322

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Chapter 121 Confession of the Past

Cheng Xiaoyu grieved for three days over her heartbreak. She lost her appetite, was distracted during movies,
and couldn't muster any energy when her mother asked her to go for a walk. She comforted herself by saying that Youming was just a virtual character in a game, so
how serious could heartbreak be? It wasn't real. But even though she said it wasn't real, the feelings she invested were still
real , and Cheng Xiaoyu still felt sad.

Three days later, Cheng Xiaoyu forced herself to log back into "Fantasy Immortal". Cheng Xiaoyu had a stubborn and
proud . Although she was disappointed in Youming, if she left the guild like this, people would only say that she had "fallen out of favor" and lost to
Fanxing'er. If she never played "Fantasy Immortal" again because of this, people would say that she was so heartbroken that she deleted her account.
Cheng Xiaoyu refused to do that. "Fantasy Immortal" was a game she loved, and she would continue to play
it .

Despite this, Cheng Xiaoyu was still quite depressed after logging into the game. She didn't want to fight monsters or do quests, and
wandered aimlessly in the wilderness for half a day before finally heading to the End of the World. So this is what it feels like to be alone at the End of the World—
beautiful yet lonely. The pretty girl, Little Rabbit, sat on a tree branch, silently watching the colorful sunset.
The world was constantly refreshing with messages: people selling and asking for items, people posting marriage announcements, and people hurling insults at each other
. As Cheng Xiaoyu watched, she suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality. This wasn't a real world at all;
what did all the liveliness represent?

As Cheng Xiaoyu was engaged in philosophical contemplation, she saw the Netherworld Saint, dressed in a blue robe,
walk into the screen and sit down beside her. Cheng Xiaoyu was furious, glaring at the Netherworld Saint on the screen without speaking. The Netherworld Saint sat down beside her silently as well.
Little Rabbit angrily got up, intending to leave.

Youming spoke, "Little Rabbit, don't go."

Little Rabbit asked, "What's wrong?" Youming

replied, "Are you still angry? I haven't seen you for three days." Little Rabbit said

, "Do you think it's meaningful to say these things?"

Youming said, "Little Rabbit, if you don't tell me things, how am I supposed to know what you're thinking?"

Little Rabbit said, "Youming, we're no longer friends, and don't say things like that to me anymore."

Youming said, "Are you still angry with Xing'er? She's a bit willful, but aren't you putting me in a difficult position? Little Rabbit,
we've known each other for so long, and Xing'er and I are getting married in a few days. I hope you can come to our wedding."

Little Rabbit said, "I'm not going."

Youming said, "I'll find you a better belt tomorrow, don't be angry."

Little Rabbit was silent for a moment, "It's not because of that at all. Youming, I like you."

Youming didn't speak.

Little Rabbit continued, "Even though you're just a virtual character I've never even met, I just don't
like seeing you and Fanxing'er together. Seeing you makes me angry. I guess that's what liking someone is."

Youming still didn't speak.

"Little Rabbit," she said, "you don't need to say anything. I know you don't like me. I understand. It's my business if
I like you, and it's your business if you don't. I'm just letting you know. Besides, I think your taste is terrible
. Girls like Fanxing'er are much better than me. Also, I'm not interested in being your friend or sister anymore, so
stop bothering me. Youming, goodbye forever. If we meet again, we'll pretend we don't know each other!"

Little Rabbit finished speaking and turned away gracefully, jumping down the steps made of small branches on the ancient tree.
Youming followed her, "Little Rabbit, don't go yet, I still have something to say to you."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't want to hear him anymore, she just kept jumping down, pressing the left and right arrow keys and the space bar.
Youming jumped down with her, calling her "Little Rabbit, Little Rabbit" incessantly. Cheng Xiaoyu was annoyed and
jumped down even faster. Unexpectedly, in her haste, she pressed the wrong button too hard, leaping to the left and
landing the steps, plummeting straight down. Cheng Xiaoyu only saw layers of white clouds
rushing past her, and when the scene calmed down, she was a small white spirit floating on her corpse.

Cheng Xiaoyu chose to resurrect in Luoxia Village and was then sent back to the newbie village. Watching
the newbies in rough clothes enthusiastically hunting chickens, dogs, and rabbits, Cheng Xiaoyu felt even more depressed. She remembered
how enthusiastically she had fought these monsters when she first started playing the game, but now, even after defeating the most
powerful boss, her mood had become so bleak.

Youming kept sending her private messages: "Little White Rabbit, did you die from the fall? Little White Rabbit, talk to me."

Cheng Xiaoyu blocked Youming's messages and sat alone on a small mound in Luoxia Village, sulking.

Suddenly, a message in huge red font floated across the world chat. The Underworld Saint: "Little White Rabbit,
why didn't you listen to my reply before jumping off the tree! I'd be heartbroken if you died, Little White Rabbit, I like you too!"

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned. First, speaking in the world channel required real money, and the text was always in ordinary
yellow font. How did the Underworld Saint create this huge red font?! Second, who jumped off the tree?! She
fell accidentally, not committed suicide! Third, he... he likes me too? What does that mean?

The world channel exploded.

Pig was reciting backwards: "Ooh! Such big characters, they scared my little heart~"

Windy Wanderer: "...^_^ ...Boss, Little Rabbit Sister, congratulations on your happy ending."

Edward: "Damn! How do I do characters this big? I want to do it too!"

Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng: "Stirring up trouble out of nowhere, M.D. Boss, the love life of the Underworld Saint is really
full of twists and turns ."

Xinshui: "This woman, if a man doesn't want her, she'll commit suicide. It's just a game, is it really necessary...?"

Windy Wanderer: "Jumping a tree for no reason is called marital fun, what's it to you!"

...

Cheng Xiaoyu was dizzy, so she directly blocked the world channel, and then hurriedly unblocked Youming's private messages and sent him
a message, "Youming, what are you doing!"

Youming: "Wait, I'll be there soon."

Cheng Xiaoyu was puzzled, and soon saw Youming riding his fire unicorn with its head shaking and tail wagging, leisurely walking
over. Approaching Cheng Xiaoyu, Youming commanded the fire unicorn to crouch down. "Little white rabbit, get on."

Cheng Xiaoyu saw a group of newly arrived people dressed in simple clothes and carrying wooden sticks and swords gathered around them, pointing
and commenting . One said the green robe looked elegant, another said the mount was cool. Cheng Xiaoyu really couldn't stand such ostentation.
Forced to move, the Fire Kirin sat behind Youming. "Let's go,"

the Fire Kirin said, stomping its feet before taking off. The beautiful girl, Little Rabbit, clung to
Youming's waist on the Fire Kirin, their hair tangling in the air as the Kirin ran
. Cheng Xiaoyu watched the two game characters on the screen, her feelings a complex mix.

Once they reached a secluded spot in the wilderness, Youming finally slowed the Fire Kirin down.

Little Rabbit exclaimed, "Are you kidding me?!"

Youming replied, "No, I accepted your confession."

Little Rabbit protested, "What were you saying on the world channel?! Who committed suicide?!"

Youming responded, "I didn't say you committed suicide, I only said you jumped from a tree..."

"Don't try to deny it," Little Rabbit said angrily, "You did it on purpose!"

Youming smiled, "I had no choice. You blocked all my private messages, and you
wouldn't talk to ."

Little Rabbit said, "What did I do to offend you? Why are you playing me like this?"

Youming said, "Little Rabbit, I really like you."

Little Rabbit said, "If you like me, what's going on between you and Fanxing'er? You two have only known each other for two and a half days and you're already getting along so well!"

Youming said, "I really like you, Little Rabbit. It just so happens that Fanxing'er keeps bothering me, so I took this opportunity
to see your attitude. That day I saw you even left the guild, and I knew you were really angry, so I directly told Fanxing'er
that I felt our relationship was too hasty, and that I realized the person I truly like is Little Rabbit. I
didn't give her that jade butterfly belt either." As Youming spoke, he clicked to trade with Little Rabbit. The item for the trade was a jade butterfly belt. Youming
added, "I forged three diamonds into this belt, which increases defense by 10%! o(∩_∩)o~" "

I don't want to. Don't lie to me! If you like me, why don't you just
tell me directly? Instead, you're with someone else."

Youming smiled. "Little rabbit, I've hinted at it to you so many times, and you never reacted. See, jealousy
really is the strongest catalyst for feelings."

Little Rabbit, "??? You've hinted at it to me? No, right?"

Youming, "So many times. Little rabbit, you're so slow!" Chu Chen hadn't actually hinted at anything in the game
. He just wanted to force Cheng Xiaoyu to say she liked him first. Who told this silly rabbit to dare to say so definitively that
she didn't like Director Chu!

Little Rabbit was silent for a moment. "I still don't quite believe it."

Youming said, "If you don't believe me, send a private message to Fanxing'er. I guarantee she'll give you a good scolding."

Little Rabbit said, "...I don't want to ask."

Youming said, "I also think that Fanxing'er is annoying. She's so affected and speaks in such a pretentious way
. She might even be a transvestite." Youming said this, but he didn't think Fanxing'er was a transvestite at all, because she was obviously
very concerned and jealous about his relationship with Little Rabbit. If it were a boy dressed as a girl, he wouldn't act like this.

Cheng Xiaoyu was happy to hear Youming say this, but she also felt that she wasn't being fair. After thinking for a moment, she said,
"Aren't you just playing with her? Do you think what you're doing is right?"

Youming said, "She's been by my side for more than a week, and I've given her a lot of equipment. It's just a game.
I haven't done anything to her. Little Rabbit, you were the one who said you liked me first. You can't just abandon her after starting something."

Cheng Xiaoyu picked at her fingers in front of the computer, acting like a little girl. How did things take such a turn?
Youming had always held a special place in Cheng Xiaoyu's heart, a guy she was willing to confide in about everything,
somewhat like a close male friend, but a little deeper, because she didn't like him being so close to other girls.
But now, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly didn't know how to interact with him in the future.
Calling each other "husband" and "wife" all the time like other online couples felt too awkward.

Youming said, "Little White Rabbit, let's meet."

Cheng Xiaoyu was taken aback. Meet? Youming had mentioned in their previous chats that he was twenty-three years old and
worked in Qingcheng, but Cheng Xiaoyu had never imagined meeting him in person. Because Youming was
the online , suddenly becoming a real person felt strange. But since Youming had brought it up,
Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but imagine what it would be like for them to be together in real life. Would Youming be very handsome?
Would they look good together? Cheng Xiaoyu covered her face and chuckled as she thought about it. She guessed that Youming
was probably a tall, fair-skinned, and thin, rather refined boy, wearing a light-colored pullover hoodie and faded
jeans, just like those handsome guys she occasionally passed by at school.

Chapter 122 Cheng Xiaoyu's Heart (h)

On the way back, Wen Si drove, and Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu sat in the back seat. Cheng Xiaoyu leaned against
the car door with her head down, and neither of them spoke. When they arrived home, Wen Si stayed for a while and then left. The two of them
felt a little awkward sitting face to face. Cheng Xiaoyu went to the water dispenser, got a glass of water, and drank it slowly with her back to Yan Yu.

Finally, Yan Yu spoke first, "How do you know Bei Mingcheng?"

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to turn around. "At a bar, he bought me two drinks."

Yan Yu didn't speak for a while before saying, "Don't go to places like that so often. It's a mixed bag;
aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

Cheng Xiaoyu never expected Yan Yu to say such a thing. She just stood there holding her glass, looking at him.

Yan Yu stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower." He went into the bathroom and looked down at the gauze on his arm. Why didn't
Cheng Xiaoyu come in to help? Yan Yu took off his shirt and waited for another five minutes, but no one came in. He
could only shout, "Cheng Xiaoyu!"

Cheng Xiaoyu then pushed open the bathroom door and came in. She glanced at Yan Yu, who was shirtless, and asked, "
What are you doing ?"

Yan Yu said, "How can I take a bath with only one arm?"

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to come over. "Then you can take a bath in the bathtub. Don't use the shower." She leaned down to
turn on the water valve on the bathtub to adjust the water temperature. Her round bottom was sticking out in her gray sweatpants, and her
long was spread out on her back like seaweed. Yan Yu felt hot just from looking at her.

Cheng Xiaoyu filled the tub with water, and Yan Yu took off his pants with one hand and got into the bathtub. Cheng Xiaoyu caught a glimpse of his
erect penis and blushed slightly. She turned to leave.

Yan Yu said, "You're leaving already? Aren't you going to wash my hair?"

Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little annoyed. He'd gotten into this state from fighting for another woman, how could he still have the nerve to ask her to do this
and that? But Yan Yu hadn't been this shameless with her in so long, and for a moment she really didn't know what to do.
Reacting slowly, she could only sit down on the porcelain table beside the bathtub, squeeze some shampoo into her palm, and
start rubbing it into Yan Yu's hair. Her hands were quickly covered in white foam, which smeared all over her diamond bracelet. Cheng Xiaoyu
never took off this bracelet, not even when she slept; it had left a white mark on her left wrist,
and she didn't want to see that gruesome wound—it gave her nightmares every time she did. Yan Yu's hair was a bit stiff, unlike Chu
Chen's soft hair. He lowered his head slightly, cooperating with her shampooing movements. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but recall when she
first arrived at Yan Yu's house, she had two stitches in her right arm and couldn't do many things, and Yan Yu had helped her wash her hair. Thinking
of this, Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little dazed.

After washing Yan Yu's hair, Cheng Xiaoyu stood by the bedroom window and smoked a cigarette. Yan Yu didn't like the smell of smoke,
so she usually smoked with the window open. The air outside was slightly chilly, and Cheng Xiaoyu's emotions were complicated. She knew
that Yan Yu had deliberately gone to see other girls in front of her because he had seen the scene at the karaoke bar. But
even so, wouldn't she be sad and angry? How would he feel if she went to see other men in front of him?
Knowing that it wouldn't end well, Yan Yu still wouldn't let her leave. And what about her? Deep down, didn't she also
not want to leave? Because if she left, she would only be left to bear all kinds of pain alone. Would it be better to be together like this
, hurting each other, than to be alone?

Yan Yu came out of the bathroom, grabbed a towel and haphazardly dried his hair, then threw it on the dressing table. He
walked behind Cheng Xiaoyu and held her waist. "How many cigarettes do you smoke a day? How come you have such a heavy smoking habit?"

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her eyes, tapped her fingers lightly, and the cigarette ash rolled down from the windowsill.

Yan Yu reached out and took the cigarette from Cheng Xiaoyu's fingers, stubbed it out, and tossed it out the window.
He then helped her turn around, closed his eyes, and tried to kiss her.

Cheng Xiaoyu turned her head away.

Yan Yu's kiss landed on her ear, his warm breath scorching her earlobe. "Xiaoyu,
you still have feelings for me, don't you?" She didn't know how
moved . He had always wanted Cheng Xiaoyu's heart, but she always seemed
unrepentant. He felt like a caged beast constantly being provoked; what could he do?

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes reddened. She wasn't afraid of him treating her badly, because that incident was irreversible, so she
didn't want to regret it. But why did Yan Yu ask her such a question in such a gentle tone? She had no answer.

Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu moaned and struggled a couple of times, but Yan Yu pinned her against
the wall with his body, pried open her teeth, and slipped his tongue inside. They were both so familiar with each other's bodies that
Cheng Xiaoyu soon stopped struggling. Yan Yu pulled her to the bedside, and the two of them fell onto the soft mattress together
.

Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and put it inside his pants. Cheng Xiaoyu grasped the hot, iron-like thing
and began to stroke it impatiently. Her mind was in turmoil and turmoil. She felt like there was a fire burning inside her. Smoking,
drinking , flirting, sex—these were all things that could make one addicted and forget reality. Right now, all she wanted was a
passionate and unrestrained sexual encounter. She didn't want to think about anything else—dignity, shame, or other people.

Yan Yu struggled to unbutton Cheng Xiaoyu's clothes with only one hand. In his haste, he grabbed the collar
and ripped the buttons off, sending them flying. The small plastic buttons jingled onto the floor. Yan Yu then pulled one of
her soft, white breasts from her black lace bra and put it in his mouth. Cheng Xiaoyu let out a muffled moan,
clutching Yan Yu's hair tightly with one hand, and thrusting her breasts high into his warm, wet mouth. Yan Yu
sucked sweet flesh, and the nipple quickly hardened and stood erect. He bit down hard on it with his teeth,
causing Cheng Xiaoyu to scream and tug at his hair.

Panting heavily, Yan Yu propped himself up and quickly stripped off the last of their clothes. He lifted Cheng Xiaoyu's
leg and put it on his shoulder, ready to get down to business. Cheng Xiaoyu quickly put her foot on Yan Yu's shoulder and said, "You should put something on too
. Are you trying to kill me?"

Yan Yu took out a small bottle with a pointed spout from the bedside table drawer, but instead of applying it to his penis
, he inserted the bottle directly into her tender pink slit and moved it in and out a few times. The brown bottle had a pointed
, cool tip, and the oil inside was cool and slippery, slowly seeping deep into Cheng Xiaoyu's body. Cheng Xiaoyu felt her
clitoris shiver from the coolness, and could only whimper as she kicked Yan Yu's chest, "Ugh, stop it
."

Yan Yu smiled, grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's ankle again and put it on his shoulder, still using the small bottle to tease the fine folds of
Cheng Xiaoyu's vulva with varying pressure. The oil in the pointed bottle lubricated
the tight passage, wetting the cherry-red petals at the entrance, and some even dripped down her buttocks onto the sheets, forming
small water stains. The bottle of lubricant was completely used up in no time, and Yan Yu casually threw the bottle on the ground,
then used two fingers to smear some of the sweet, sticky fluid from the entrance to rub the small pearl hidden under the downy hair. His smooth,
nimble fingertips quickly stimulated the clitoris, causing it to stand erect. Yan Yu's hands continued their work, but his bright
eyes were only focused on the subtle changes in Cheng Xiaoyu's expression. Cheng Xiaoyu was shy and buried her face in the pillowcase.
Yan Yu reached out and held her face, not letting her escape. He spread her legs and pressed her onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her small mouth.
His tongue entered her mouth, affectionately playing with her tongue, and then his glans

, which had been pressed against the entrance of her vagina, thrust in forcefully. Cheng Xiaoyu let out a muffled moan and bit Yan Yu's tongue. Yan Yu then pulled her tongue into his mouth,
gently biting and sucking it, his thick, long penis slowly entering, spreading open, and then rubbing delicately. Cheng Xiaoyu wrapped her arms around Yan
Yu's neck, moaning softly under his lips and tongue, like a theatrical performance, a mixture of allure and
childlike coquetry. Yan Yu loved her like this; how long had it been since he had seen Cheng Xiaoyu like this?

Yan Yu rolled over, letting Cheng Xiaoyu sit on top of him, and continued their intercourse, thrusting his hips. Her long hair
cascaded sensually over her fair chest; her waist was slender, her breasts full, and the beautiful image
of her undulating body on top of him captivated him. Yan Yu reached out and grasped those two soft, sweet mounds, kneading them as he thrust
his hips forcefully.

Cheng Xiaoyu was sweating profusely, and the hotter she became, the weaker she felt. She could feel the
throbbing veins inside her. Suddenly, he touched a spot she craved, and Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but moan
, shifting her buttocks slightly, biting her lip, and saying, "Yan Yu, harder... harder."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yu wrapped his arms around her waist and flipped her onto him, pressing her legs against his chest and thrusting heavily.
"A little harder? Like this?"

Cheng Xiaoyu gave a soft moan. Yan Yu, obeying her command, naturally thrust even harder, using various techniques to
please the little woman beneath him. That tender, red little hole was so small and soft; he fucked it until it was red and swollen, but he still couldn't get
enough. At the moment of his final ejaculation, he felt dizzy, as if he saw fireworks exploding before his eyes. Yan Yu frowned
and roared, collapsing onto Cheng Xiaoyu and continuing to thrust his slender hips, extending the pleasure with small twitches. Cheng Xiaoyu, her body
limp panted with her mouth slightly open, reaching out to gently touch Yan Yu's cheek. Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed her
little face, feeling completely comfortable and satisfied, not thinking of anything else.

Chapter 123: The Past - Confession Part Two .

Cheng Xiaoyu lied to her parents, saying she was going back to work at the company, and took the train back to Qingcheng on the ninth day of the lunar month. The dorm was
empty. Cheng Xiaoyu, barely catching her breath, opened her suitcase and tried on clothes one by one. She picked and
chose until it was dark, but still couldn't decide which one looked best and would leave a good impression on Youming.

They had arranged to meet at 11:00 AM on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year at a KFC near Cheng Xiaoyu's school. The token of their meeting
was a CD of Mayday's album "Post-Adolescent Poetry," which
included the song "Suddenly Missing You," a favorite of both her and Youming. In the end, Cheng Xiaoyu decided to wear the black duffle coat she had bought for the New Year. It was warmer inside
KFC , so she could take it off, revealing a rabbit fur cardigan and a white blouse
with ruffled trim underneath, paired with a light gray plaid skirt. In the morning, Cheng Xiaoyu washed her hair, dried it with a hairdryer,
styled princess hairstyle, painted her nails a light pink, and applied a jelly-like lip gloss.
She stood in front of the mirror for a long time, admiring herself, before finally heading out.

Cheng Xiaoyu arrived at KFC at 10:30, bought a hot Milo, and sat down at a double table to wait for Youming. She
placed "Poetry of Post-Adolescence" neatly on the corner of the table, sipping her Milo slowly. Her
mood was a bit like waiting for an exam; what should they say when they met? Should
they chat ? Would that feel awkward…?

Cheng Xiaoyu's heart was pounding when she heard someone call out, "Cheng Xiaoyu!"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up; it was Chu Chen. He was wearing a color-blocked jacket with a hiking vibe, over
which he wore a dark blue turtleneck sweater, faded blue jeans, and oversized sneakers. His hair was loosely styled, partially obscuring
his forehead . Dressed like this, who would guess he was a technical director
at a large company? He looked like a college student.

Cheng Xiaoyu never expected to meet Chu Chen here, so she waved and greeted him. Chu Chen walked to Cheng Xiaoyu's
table. "What a coincidence, you're here for dinner too? My treat."

Cheng Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, unsure what to say. Chu Chen had already turned to look at the menu
. "They even have Chinese set meals now? I've never tried that. Xiaoyu, what do you want to eat?"

"I...I'm not eating yet."

"Then I'll get you a New Orleans roasted chicken leg rice." Chu Chen said as he went to order, "One
New Orleans roasted chicken leg rice and one black pepper tender beef rice."

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to follow. "I'm not eating! You order yours first, I'm waiting for my friend."

Chu Chen said "Oh," "Even if you're waiting for your friend, you should eat first." He then handed 100 yuan to
the waiter .

Chu Chen returned with the tray, placed the roasted chicken leg rice in front of Cheng Xiaoyu's seat, and picked up a spoon to eat a piece of beef.

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned and said, "My friend will misunderstand if he sees you."

Chu Chen laughed, "What misunderstanding could there be about eating in a place like this? What kind of friend are you, boyfriend?"

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed, picked up her Milo, stood up, and sat down at the table next to her. After thinking for a moment, she leaned over and
took the copy of "Poems of Post-Adolescence" from Chu Chen's table.

Chu Chen said, "You're really not eating? That's such a waste of food."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I didn't ask you to buy it. I'm eating with my friend."

Chu Chen shrugged and continued eating his black pepper beef rice. Cheng Xiaoyu looked at her watch; it was already
11:05 . She looked at the crowds walking back and forth outside the glass window. Which one was Youming? Why wasn't he here yet?

At 11:20, Chu Chen finished eating and put down his chopsticks. "The food wasn't good. Xiaoyu, your friend hasn't
arrived yet?"

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head and didn't speak. It was their first meeting, and he was twenty minutes late. She had already
given Youming her phone number, but he hadn't even sent a text message. Cheng Xiaoyu genuinely liked Youming. She found
him have a particularly charming aura, and she would be happy just to follow him around like a little follower. Was the online world really
that unreliable? Was he just lying to her? Did he never intend to come at all?

Chu Chen called again, "Cheng Xiaoyu."

Cheng Xiaoyu stood up from her seat and sat back down opposite Chu Chen, picked up her spoon, and began eating her
New Orleans roasted chicken leg rice. The sliced chicken leg meat was already cold and didn't taste good at all. As Cheng Xiaoyu shoveled
rice into her mouth, she suddenly felt extremely wronged, and a tear unexpectedly fell into her lunchbox. Cheng Xiaoyu quickly sniffled to stop
her tears. She didn't know why she was crying, especially in front of Chu Chen—it was so embarrassing.

Chu Chen was startled. "Why are you crying?"

Cheng Xiaoyu wiped her eyes and continued eating.

"Xiaoyu, don't cry." Chu Chen leaned over to see Cheng Xiaoyu's face hidden under her long hair. "
Nothing , silly girl, don't cry."

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.

Chu Chen sighed, unzipped his coat pocket, and pulled out an album titled "Poetry of Post-Adolescence,"
pushing it in front of Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu was startled, rubbed her eyes, and picked up the album. The cover featured a picture of the Mayday band members
sitting on a park bench. Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the table next to her; the exact same
album she had brought was still sitting there quietly.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up at Chu Chen, a little bewildered. Chu Chen couldn't help but pinch her tear-streaked face.
"Little White Rabbit, don't cry."

Cheng Xiaoyu blinked. Many previously overlooked details suddenly flashed before her eyes like a movie.
She remembered the half-smile on Chu Chen's face when she mentioned her online name was "Pretty Girl Little Rabbit," and how he casually called her "Little White Rabbit" when she rode
in his car with him home. And how Chu Chen and Youming both loved Mayday; he
even invited her to sing "Suddenly Missing You" with him at karaoke. Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You are... Youming?"

Chu Chen nodded. "It's me. Xiaoyu, I was afraid you'd be angry. Actually, I've been wanting to tell you something."

How could Cheng Xiaoyu not be angry? Anyone would be angry if they were kept in the dark like a fool.
Cheng Xiaoyu gripped the drink box tighter and tighter, crushing the green Milo box. Chu Chen looked at
the box in Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and unconsciously leaned back. Cheng Xiaoyu snorted, stood up, slammed the box heavily on the table
, and turned to leave. Chu Chen had no choice but to quickly follow.

Cheng Xiaoyu walked all the way back to school, with Chu Chen following three or four meters behind her, calling "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu"
endlessly , attracting the attention of passing students. Cheng Xiaoyu had never seen such a shameless person. She wanted to
walk faster, but today she was wearing high-heeled boots to look good, so she couldn't walk fast at all. Enraged, Cheng Xiaoyu turned around and started swinging
her bag at Chu Chen. "Having fun playing with me, huh! You bad guy! Bad guy!"

Chu Chen dodged Cheng Xiaoyu's bag in a flustered manner. "Xiaoyu, little miss! This is the street, people are staring
."

Cheng Xiaoyu jumped up and slammed the bag against his head. "You're so shameless, and you're afraid of people looking?!"
Cheng Xiaoyu said this, but seeing the people walking by staring at them with wide eyes, she
felt embarrassed and had to stop and walk towards a quieter place.

Chu Chen naturally followed, still saying, "Xiaoyu, don't be angry, listen to me..."

"Say it! Say it! What exactly do you want to say?" Cheng Xiaoyu stopped when she saw that no one was around, and
angrily turned back to look at Chu Chen.

"I wanted to say..." Chu Chen's expression was surprisingly shy. "Cheng Xiaoyu, I like you, and
I want date you."

Cheng Xiaoyu was still angry and didn't have time to appreciate Chu Chen's charm. She said fiercely, "I don't
like you, and I don't want to date you!"

Chu Chen said innocently, "You were the one who said you liked me first..."

Cheng Xiaoyu glared at him.

Chu Chen had no choice but to say, "Okay, you don't like me. But it's your business if you don't like me, and it's
my business if I like you. I just feel obligated to let you know my thoughts. Besides, little white rabbit, you
actually . You even found a good man like me online. And I don't treat you like a little sister, I just
call you that. Xiaoyu, if you can't switch roles right away, then I'll have to work harder to pursue you."

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned. He actually
repeated .

Chu Chen continued, "Look, you even bumped into me by chance when you came to the company for a job interview, and you even told me your name is '
Pretty Bunny.' I thought, 'How could such a coincidence happen?' That's why I directly transferred you to
our team. I didn't intend to keep the game-related things from you forever; I just felt I should find a suitable opportunity to tell you.
But now it seems today isn't a suitable opportunity. I was worried you'd be angry; you didn't see me
sitting in McDonald's for so long without daring to tell you. Xiaoyu, I really like you; will you consider it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said with a straight face, "I won't consider it. I hate being lied to. Are you done talking? I
'm going back to my dorm."

Cheng Xiaoyu was still angry today, and Chu Chen could only try to reason with her later. Chu Chen offered to take
Cheng Xiaoyu back to her dorm, but Cheng Xiaoyu didn't want him to take her and left without paying any attention.

Back in her dorm, Cheng Xiaoyu sat on her bed and rubbed her slightly sore feet. She dressed up happily and
went out , only to find that Youming was actually Chu Chen. It was like a cat playing with a mouse, toying with her. The same thing
happened with Fanxing'er, and today it happened again! It's ridiculous that she even asked Youming if Chu Chen liked her before.
What was wrong with her to fall for such a two-faced guy like Youming?

Chapter 124 Time Machine

When Cheng Xiaoyu woke up the next morning, she found herself lying on Yan Yu's arm, which was wrapped in white gauze.
She cried out and sat up quickly. Yan Yu also woke up, opened his eyes and looked at her. "Awake?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Didn't you hurt your arm?"

Yan Yu moved slightly. "It's okay."

Cheng Xiaoyu said "Oh," and grabbed the blanket to cover her chest. Looking at Yan Yu's exposed chest, she
felt slightly embarrassed and avoided his gaze. Cheng Xiaoyu was too tired last night and went to sleep without showering. Now her lower body
still felt a little sticky. She put on a nightgown, took a shower, and then took her birth control pill. When she came out, Yan
Yu was already up, wandering around the living room with his hands behind his back. Usually, Yan Yu ate breakfast and went to work by himself in the morning, while
Cheng Xiaoyu would sleep until almost eleven o'clock. It had been quite a while since the two of them had spent time together from early morning like this
.

Since Yan Yu was sick, Cheng Xiaoyu had to offer to buy breakfast. She put on a tracksuit,
tied her hair up with a hair tie, went out and bought some fried dough sticks and soy milk. As they were
eating, Yan Yu's phone rang. It was Ye Lan calling Yan Yu glanced at it and hung up immediately. A while later, Ye Lan sent another text message:
"Why didn't you come to work? Xuewen said you were sick." Yan Yu replied with an "Mm." Ye Lan asked again, "Is it
a cold ?" Yan Yu still only replied with an "Mm," and Ye Lan didn't send any more messages.

The two of them spent the morning in the study; Cheng Xiaoyu played games, and Yan Yu watched movies. At noon, Cheng Xiaoyu ordered
takeout from a restaurant near the entrance of the residential complex. She and Yan Yu each ordered a rice bowl. Yan Yu had stitches in his right
arm. He had no problem eating a fried dough stick in the morning, but he struggled with this meal that required chopsticks. He
frowned and tried to pick up a bamboo shoot with his left hand, but it fell onto the table before he could even get it to his mouth.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh, and Yan Yu glared at her, a little embarrassed and annoyed. Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and got up to go to the kitchen
to get a spoon, sticking it into his rice bowl. "Can't you use a spoon?"

Yan Yu had no choice but to pick up the spoon to eat, but even with a spoon in his left hand, he wasn't very dexterous, and he looked
particularly . Yan Yu felt that eating like this was very unlike her usual self, so she angrily shoved the spoon into her rice
. "How am I supposed to eat this? You feed me!"

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned. "Feed you? You're not a child. Besides, I didn't
need you to feed me when I injured my arm before,"

Yan Yu said. "You had stitches on your left arm, and this is my right arm."

Yan Yu spoke with great self-righteousness. Helpless, Cheng Xiaoyu used her chopsticks to pick up some shredded meat and rice and brought it to
Yan Yu's mouth. "Ah~ Open your mouth."

Yan Yu actually opened her mouth and ate.

Cheng Xiao smiled, pursing her lips, "A grown woman like you still needs to be fed? Aren't you embarrassed?"

Yan Yu said nonchalantly, "What's there to be embarrassed about? Maybe when I'm old and frail
, I won't even be able to hold a spoon properly, and you'll have to feed me every day."

His words stunned them both. Did they... even have a future together?

The meal ended in a slightly awkward atmosphere. In the end, Yan Yu awkwardly
finished .

After finishing her meal, Cheng Xiao said she had a dance class she'd signed up for that afternoon, changed her clothes, and went out. She didn't want
to stay home with Yan Yu anymore. If their relationship was destined to deteriorate, any improvement now would only
make her more miserable in the future. Even if Yan Yu wanted to forgive and forget and start over, she didn't have the face to do so.
What's done , and Cheng Xiao didn't want to regret what had happened, because she knew that regretting it now
would make it impossible for her and Yan Yu to go back to the way things were. She had betrayed him, a thorn in Yan Yu's side, one he might not mention now, but there was no guarantee he
wouldn't in the future. And what about her? For the past six months, Yan Yu had been involved with Ye Lan and other girls she didn't know—didn't she mind?
Of course she minded. He repaid her tenfold for every wrong she committed. Cheng Xiaoyu could
appear indifferent, but inside she was heartbroken. So, what was the point of talking about reconciliation between these two? Wasn't that
ridiculous ?

Today, Cheng Xiaoyu wore a khaki trench coat, slim-fit suede jeans, and comfortable
calfskin flat boots. Only after leaving the house did she realize she hadn't put on makeup. Cheng Xiaoyu rarely went out without makeup these days; she
had become accustomed to using cosmetics to enhance her appearance. She had almost
forgotten how she used to live without makeup.

Cheng Xiaoyu left the residential area and slowly walked along the cross-patterned blue brick path beside the road. The weather
was nice ; some withered yellow leaves lay on the ground, and the warm sunlight shone on the pedestrians. Cheng Xiaoyu turned on her MP3 player and put on her
headphones . Even now, she still loves Mayday's songs the most. Mayday hasn't released a new album in the last two years, so she continues
to listen to their old songs. Their song "Suddenly Missing You" was popular for a while when it was first released, but now it's gradually
disappeared from the public eye, yet she still loves it and cherishes it as much as ever.

When Cheng Xiaoyu got tired of walking, she went to a bus stop to see which buses were going to which places. Bus 673 went to Rongcheng
Botanical Garden. Rongcheng is a tourist city with many parks, and Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't been to the botanical garden yet, so she
decided to go there that afternoon.

After a forty-minute bus ride, Cheng Xiaoyu arrived at her destination. Rongcheng Botanical Garden is nestled against the mountains and by the water, with lush vegetation.
The weather was nice today, and the park was quite crowded. Some people were strolling, some were playing cards
or , some elderly men were playing chess on stone tables, and some elderly women were practicing choral singing in the pavilion.
Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't been to a place like this in a long time, and suddenly felt that all these people were living much more fulfilling lives than she was.

Cheng Xiaoyu's favorite spot was a bamboo grove in the botanical park. The serene greenery and narrow flagstone path
had a special charm. Beyond the grove lay a clear stream, where a couple was taking wedding photos on
rocks . The girl, wearing a strapless gown, didn't seem to mind the cold and smiled sweetly. The boy, however, was
a bit stiff and struggled to strike a pose, requiring the photographer to correct him several times, which made Cheng Xiaoyu laugh.
Regardless , a pure white wedding dress is always beautiful. Cheng Xiaoyu wondered who she would wear a wedding dress for in her lifetime—
it couldn't be Chu Chen, and probably not Yan Yu either.

There were several low hills in the park, and Cheng Xiaoyu randomly chose one, climbing the steps. After half an
hour, she reached the halfway point and sat down on the steps to smoke a cigarette and rest. There were hardly any other
tourists; it was quiet and comfortable. Cheng Xiaoyu sat for a while when she heard
the sound of a guitar, seemingly both near and far. She listened intently and realized it was Mayday playing "Time Machine." Curiosity piqued, Cheng Xiaoyu
stood up and followed the sound. The mountain wasn't high, but it had many winding paths, and it took Cheng Xiaoyu
about ten minutes to find the musician. He sat in a somewhat dilapidated pavilion, leaning against a black pillar,
head down, playing the guitar and softly humming, "...The end of the play, seeing the empty seats and the lights come on, this story seems both
real and unreal. It's just that the self that was finally convinced couldn't resist the onslaught of regret.
I'd give anything for a time machine..."

He was still the same, disliking formal attire. Even in late October, he wore a thin
gray pullover hoodie, faded jeans, and white sneakers. Cheng Xiaoyu still remembered
the two large "Nike" logos on the soles of his shoes when they first met.

As Chu Chen played, he sensed something was amiss. Looking up, he saw Cheng Xiaoyu standing not far away. His
fingers trembled on the guitar, the strings vibrating abruptly and the music stopping abruptly. Chu Chen stood up and looked at
Cheng Xiaoyu . Aside from a few glimpses of her from afar when she was shopping, this
was their first meeting in a year.

Chu Chen put down his guitar and ran from the pavilion to Cheng Xiaoyu. She looked at him silently.
Chu Chen reached out and wiped away her tears. "Xiaoyu, don't cry."

Cheng Xiaoyu realized she had been crying. She wanted to smile at Chu Chen, but tears streamed down her face again. Chu Chen
's index finger was still on her cheek, the touch so gentle. She knew this gentleness was something she couldn't possibly cherish. She steeled herself,
turned away, and said, "I'm leaving," before turning to leave.

Chu Chen quickly called out to her from behind, "Xiaoyu, I haven't visited you this past year. Even the most ordinary
friends, if we bump into each other occasionally, can't we at least exchange a few words? You said we can never be together, and I already know
… Don't go yet."

Cheng Xiaoyu turned around, sobbing, "Chu Chen, what can we say?"

Chu Chen couldn't bear to see Cheng Xiaoyu cry, and said anxiously, "Little rabbit, don't cry. Then don't say anything, I'll play
the piano for you. Didn't you always like listening to me play?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded through her tears.

Chu Chen pulled Cheng Xiaoyu back to the pavilion, found her a clean spot to sit down, picked up his guitar, and asked her what she
wanted to hear .

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Just listen to 'Time Machine' from earlier."

Chu Chen composed himself and began to strum the strings again, "The sunlight shatters in the familiar scene, so quiet. How many memories can
one person carry? It's not easy. Whose smile, whose warm hand, I'm captivated. The scars seem to have all become
the past…"

Cheng Xiaoyu cried even harder.

Seeing that this wouldn't work, Chu Chen quickly changed to another song, strumming the strings: "In the green forest, there are trees and flowers,
no tomb raiders and no police, I'm a big thief, I'm not afraid of anything, life is so carefree, I'm happy all day long~"

Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled. This Chu Chen was actually singing her classic song.

Seeing her laugh, Chu Chen felt relieved. Looking at her tear-streaked face, a flood of
memories surged through him. He stared blankly at Cheng Xiaoyu, forgetting to even play the guitar.

Cheng Xiaoyu wiped away her tears and said, "Keep playing."

Chu Chen picked up his guitar and played a few more songs, including "Suddenly Missing You." Cheng Xiaoyu looked down
at her dangling feet and softly hummed along with Chu Chen.

After finishing the song, Chu Chen smiled, "I never realized before, but this song is so sad."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything.

Chu Chen asked again, "Xiaoyu, how have you been this past year?"

Cheng Xiaoyu replied, "Pretty good."

"Is Yan Yu good to you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded.

Chu Chen said, "Why did you lie to me? He has other women outside."

"I'm not lying, I just don't want you to worry."

"Xiaoyu, if you want to leave him, you have to tell me."

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, "Even if I want to leave, I don't need your help. The more you help, the more complicated it will become. Chu Chen, I'm not a little girl
anymore , don't worry about me."

Chu Chen ruffled Cheng Xiaoyu's hair. "Yes, my little white rabbit has grown up, she's not a little girl anymore."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Chu Chen, their eyes met, and a
feeling of indescribable desolation and sorrow welled up in Cheng Xiaoyu's heart. She could only quickly turn her gaze away. The original wood guitar leaned quietly against the black lacquered pillar. It was
the same guitar Chu Chen used to play when they were together. He had brought it all the way from Qingcheng to Rongcheng. Chu Chen
was just too nostalgic.

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed inwardly and asked, "It's not the weekend, why aren't you at the company? Why are you playing
the piano here?"

Chu Chen smiled, "I can still trust the people at the company. Besides, why be so busy all the time? I finish
one order and Yan Yu snatches another; I'm afraid he'll get tired."

Cheng Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, "How is your Rongcheng branch doing now?"

Chu Chen said, "It's still operating. Business isn't limited to Rongcheng, so you don't need to worry about it."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and then said, "Why don't you go back to Qingcheng? Let someone else be the president here, and Yan Yu
won't cause any more trouble."

Chu Chen lowered his head, "You won't let me do anything, so I won't do anything. I'll just stay here and watch over you,
and you still want me to leave?"

Cheng Xiaoyu also lowered her head, "Chu Chen, people always have to move on ..." "Look back. Forget the past, forget it."

Chu Chen looked at her. "Have you forgotten?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was speechless. After a long silence, she stood up. "There's a restroom over there, I'll go first."

Chu Chen looked up at her. "Xiaoyu, don't go. It's so rare for us to meet like this. I come
here often, but you, you'll never come again."

Cheng Xiaoyu refused to look at Chu Chen, still saying she needed to use the restroom, and turned to walk down the steps. Chu Chen, in a hurry,
grabbed her hand from behind. "Xiaoyu, don't go. "

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't move or turn around. "Chu Chen, I've died once, I know what that feels like, it's
very painful and terrifying, I don't want to experience it again. So don't call me anymore, let me go."

Cheng Xiaoyu gently broke free from Chu Chen's hand and gradually walked away along the mountain path. She never looked back; she couldn't
look back. Cheng Xiaoyu thought her heart had been worn down to stone and iron over the past year, but it was still made of flesh and blood
, constantly reminding her what heartache felt like.

Chapter 125: Beef Noodles of Past Love

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't wake up until after nine o'clock the next morning. Lying in bed, she had just turned on her phone when she received a text message:
"Little White Rabbit, are you awake? ^_^?" The sender was Chu Chen.

Cheng Xiaoyu ignored it, but two minutes later another text message arrived: "Let's have lunch together
!" It seemed Chu Chen had enabled message delivery reporting and knew she had her phone on.

Cheng Xiaoyu replied, "No."

"Xiaoyu, I deeply reflected on my actions last night. If I could turn back time, I would
truthfully report all my personal information the first time I saw you in the game."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought he was really glib, but of course she wouldn't reply like that, because it would sound
like she was flirting with him. Cheng Xiaoyu reluctantly got out of bed, washed her face in the washroom, and
tied her hair up. Sigh, she didn't go back to work until the day after tomorrow. She should have been enjoying a comfortable family time at home today,
but because of that jerk Youming, she was now all alone in her dorm. Cheng Xiaoyu listlessly
ate sliced bread while turning on her computer. After booting up, she habitually clicked to log in to "Fantasy Immortal," but as the game's
melodious login music started playing, she realized what she was doing and quickly clicked
to log out . She wasn't going to play "Fantasy Immortal" for the next couple of days; just thinking about Youming made her angry.

Cheng Xiaoyu watched an extremely long, artistic film until her stomach growled, then lazily
grabbed her lunchbox and headed downstairs to get food. She had just put on her coat when she heard someone knocking on the dorm door.
The girls said they wouldn't be back until after the fifteenth; who could be coming at this hour? Cheng Xiaoyu asked, "Who is it?"

"Ma's Ramen delivery."

There was a ramen shop near the school run by a husband and wife. Cheng Xiaoyu especially loved their beef noodles and braised
chicken wings, but they didn't have enough manpower and never did delivery. Cheng Xiaoyu opened the door suspiciously, and sure enough, it was the ramen
vendor. He was carrying two cardboard boxes in a plastic bag. "Cheng Xiaoyu, right? This is a delivery of
beef noodles and braised chicken wings."

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned. "I didn't order delivery."

The vendor said, "I know you didn't order it. Someone else ordered it and asked me to bring it to you."

Cheng Xiaoyu asked, "Who ordered it?"

The vendor chuckled and said, "I don't know. I only deliver."

Cheng Xiaoyu's first thought was Chu Chen. She said, "Uncle, don't you not deliver?"

The vendor said, "I don't, but since it's so close, I can get two hundred yuan for delivery, so I'll
do it anyway." While Cheng Xiaoyu was still in a daze, the vendor stuffed the plastic bag into her hand. "What a handsome
young man . I think you shouldn't be angry anymore, haha. I'm busy at the shop, so eat it while it's hot." After saying that, the vendor
went downstairs.

Cheng Xiaoyu placed the two boxes on the table and called Chu Chen. Chu Chen answered immediately.
"Xiaoyu, I'm eating beef noodles too, it's really good."

Cheng Xiaoyu, "..."

Chu Chen, "I'm outside your school, can I come see you after I finish eating?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, "No! And you can't bring me beef noodles without my permission. Giving two hundred
yuan , only spoiled brats like you would do that!"

Chu Chen, "...Then can I bring it to you myself next time?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, "No! I hate people who lie to me the most, even if I liked them before, I don't anymore
! Chu Chen, if you bother me again, I'll get angry!"

Chu Chen didn't speak, and after a few seconds he gave a slightly aggrieved "Oh."

Cheng Xiaoyu hung up the phone without even saying goodbye. But not long after hanging up, a strong sense of self-reproach began to spread through her heart
. Had she gone too far?

Cheng Xiaoyu opened the two cardboard boxes. The chicken wings were glistening with oil, and the beef noodles emitted an enticing aroma.
Cheng Xiaoyu then remembered telling Youming online once that the beef noodles and
braised chicken wings from the small shop near her school were absolutely amazing. No wonder he knew! Now that they'd been delivered, wouldn't it be a waste not to eat them? Cheng Xiaoyu
took a couple of bites with her chopsticks, but the thought of Chu Chen probably staring at a bowl of beef noodles, unable to eat,
suddenly made the noodles in her bowl seem less delicious.

The next day, Chu Chen didn't bother Cheng Xiaoyu again. Cheng Xiaoyu spent the day in a daze, feeling irritable. The third day was
her day to go to work. Cheng Xiaoyu arrived at the company on time in the morning, greeted everyone for the New Year, distributed local specialties
from her hometown to everyone, and then returned to her seat. "Director Chu, I'm here for work. What's
the work now?"

Chu Chen asked. "Xiaoyu, are you still angry with me?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said with a straight face. "Director Chu, we have a superior-subordinate relationship. Whether I'm angry or not is none of your business
."

Chu Chen gave a slightly dejected "Oh," and said, "Well, there's nothing much to do now."

Time flew by, and two weeks had passed since Cheng Xiaoyu returned to Qingcheng. Perhaps because she was
the only , Chu Chen had always taken good care of her, and he still did so now. Moreover, he wouldn't let
her go out shopping all the time anymore, nor would he let her deal with those troublesome love letters for him.
Cheng , but for some reason, she felt a sense of distance. Moreover, Chu Chen hadn't said anything,
still doing his work every day, and wasn't pestering her like Cheng Xiaoyu had imagined. Yet,
Cheng Xiaoyu could sense that Chu Chen was somewhat depressed, and she was the culprit behind his unhappiness. Cheng Xiaoyu
was essentially a kind-hearted person, and this realization made her feel guilty.

When Youming asked her to participate in guild activities while playing the game, she refused; when he asked her to fight bosses, she refused.
Eventually, Youming stopped asking her. But Cheng Xiaoyu wasn't happy either. Youming was a very important
friend, someone she almost developed a romantic relationship with, but now he seemed like a stranger. She didn't know who to blame, she
was just very unhappy. She was unhappy when Chu Chen pestered her and showed interest, but she was
also Didn't he say he liked her? Was this all the sincerity he showed…?

Cheng Xiaoyu struggled with this for over a week, and one day, while looking in the mirror, she suddenly noticed that her cheeks had become slightly
thinner . Cheng Xiaoyu was depressed. When she broke up with Shen Jiang before, she was only depressed for two or three days before returning to
her normal life. But this jerk, Chu Chen, had kept her emotions on
a rollercoaster since before the New Year, fluctuating between joy and sorrow, shock and agitation, without a single day of peace. Cheng Xiaoyu's bad mood led to an even
worse . Their superior-subordinate relationship seemed to have been reversed; Cheng Xiaoyu
was indifferent when reporting to him, while Chu Chen was extremely attentive and flattering, leaving the members of the online game development team, Group C, utterly bewildered.

That day, Cheng Xiaoyu went to another floor on business, and coincidentally, the others were also absent, leaving only Chu
Chen and Xiao Zhang in the office. Xiao Zhang, always eager for gossip, seized the opportunity and quickly came over, saying, "Boss, what exactly are you and
our ? We brothers just can't figure it out."

Chu Chen looked at him with a half-smile, "Can't figure it out, huh? Do you want to understand?"

Xiao Zhang nodded vigorously.

Chu Chen pointed with his chin at the stack of expense reports on Cheng Xiaoyu's desk. "Go, tear out all the invoices."
Half a month has passed since they met at KFC. Chu Chen figured that Cheng Xiaoyu's anger should have subsided
by now. He was just sitting there thinking about how to create an opportunity for things to develop further when this happened . Xiao Zhang was terrified. "Why do we have to tear up the invoice?" Chu Chen laughed. "Didn't you want to know the inside story? Did n't ?" Xiao Zhang said, "Boss, you're asking me to do something bad!" Chu Chen patted Xiao Zhang's shoulder. "What are you afraid of? Just do what I tell you to do. When have I ever mistreated you guys?" Xiao Zhang said, "But why do we have to tear up the invoice? If we tear it up, Cheng Xiaoyu won't be able to get reimbursed." Chu Chen clicked his tongue. "Why do you talk so much nonsense? You have so many things to worry about. Are you going to tear it up or not? If you don't, it's perfect that we haven't dealt with the bugs accumulated in 'Fantasy Immortal' this month. You can take care of them tonight..." Xiao Zhang secretly regretted why he had come to gossip. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, even if you ask me to die, I at least want to die knowing why." Chu Chen beckoned Xiao Zhang to come closer and whispered a few words. After listening, Xiao Zhang gave a knowing "oh," then pointed at Chu Chen with a mischievous grin. Chu Chen said, "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and tear them up while no one's around." Xiao Zhang said, "Boss, can't you tear them up yourself?" Chu Chen put his legs on the table and dusted off his collar. "Why should I do this kind of minor role?" Xiao Zhang laughed, "Okay, okay, I'll play the minor role." He walked to Cheng Xiaoyu's desk, flipped through the stack of expense reports and tore them up while looking around furtively. Chu Chen scolded, "Can't you just tear them up properly? Looking around like you're in a movie?" Xiao Zhang tore up more than ten receipts and handed them to Chu Chen, fawningly saying, "Boss, what should we do with them?" Chu Chen raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, what should we do with them? I don't know what you've got." Xiao Zhang chuckled, "Right, right, I should handle them myself." He then took the documents and headed back to his seat.

"Wait a

minute," Chu Chen called out, "If, by any chance—and this is only a one in ten thousand possibility—one day
Cheng Xiaoyu asks you why you tore up her invoice copy, what will you say?"

Xiao Zhang said firmly, "I'm a psychopath, I love collecting invoices."

Chu Chen sighed helplessly, waving his hand and saying, "Never mind, whatever you say."

Chapter 126 Photos

Cheng Xiaoyu returned home close to seven o'clock. Yan Yu was lounging on the sofa reading a book. Seeing her return, he
sat up from the sofa. "You're back. Have you eaten?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head.

"I haven't eaten either. Let's order takeout. What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said listlessly.

Yan Yu ordered a pizza. Although Cheng Xiaoyu had no appetite, she was afraid that Yan Yu would suspect something, so she forced herself to eat
two slices. After dinner, the two watched a movie together. Cheng Xiaoyu kept getting distracted and didn't quite understand
what the movie was about by the end. Around 10 PM, the two went to bed. Yan Yu embraced Cheng Xiaoyu, wanting to make love. Cheng Xiaoyu was irritable
and resisted. Yan Yu noticed this and placed one hand on her soft breast,
leaning forward slightly to look at her face. "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu bit her lip and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

As they were locked in this stalemate, Yan Yu's phone rang. He ignored it, still staring at Cheng Xiaoyu's face. "
Look at me." Cheng Xiaoyu still wouldn't look at him. The phone rang persistently. Cheng Xiaoyu pushed
Yan Yu away. "Answer the phone first."

Yan Yu reluctantly took the phone from the bedside table. It was Ye Lan calling. Yan Yu
dismissed the call impatiently and threw the phone on the bedside table. Because they were so close, Cheng Xiaoyu caught a glimpse of
Ye Lan's name on the screen. She felt uncomfortable and pushed Yan Yu away, telling him to stop pressing down on her. Yan Yu rolled
off and lay down on one side without saying a word. Just yesterday, she thought things were finally looking up between them,
and today she was giving him this cold shoulder. How much more subservient did she want him to be?

They were silent for a moment when Yan Yu's phone rang again. This time it was a multimedia message, sent by Ye Lan again. Yan
Yu clicked to read it. Inside was a photo of Cheng Xiaoyu and Chu Chen standing face-to-face in what appeared to be
a forest . Cheng Xiaoyu was crying, and Chu Chen's hand was on her face. Below the photo were two sentences: "
Is your cold getting better? Let's meet up sometime."

Cheng Xiaoyu sensed something was wrong and turned to look at Yan Yu. "What's wrong? Who sent this message?"

Yan Yu gave Cheng Xiaoyu a cold look, sat up in bed, and called Ye Lan. "Where should I meet
you?...Okay, I'll be there in half an hour." Yan Yu hung up and got out of bed to get dressed.

Unable to contain herself any longer, Cheng Xiaoyu sat up in bed. "You're going to find Ye Lan?"

Yan Yu's tone was cold. "Yes." He slammed the door shut and left.

Ye Lan had arranged to meet Yan Yu at her house, and twenty minutes later, Yan Yu rang the doorbell. Ye Lan
opened the door; she was dressed up carefully today, though her casual home attire was undeniably sexy. Ye Lan glanced
at Yan Yu and smiled slightly. "You're driving pretty fast."

Yan Yu walked in with a cold face and sat on the sofa. "Tell me what happened."

"What happened?" Ye Lan walked over unhurriedly and sat down next to Yan Yu.

"Ye Lan, don't give me that crap, just tell me already."

"This afternoon, your girlfriend and Chu Chen arranged to meet at the botanical park.
They spent almost two hours in a deserted pavilion on the mountain. I have several photos here, do you want to see them?"

Yan Yu took Ye Lan's phone, and sure enough, there were several photos inside. One was of Chu Chen playing the guitar with Cheng
Xiaoyu listening beside him, another was of the two talking, and yet another was of Chu Chen holding Cheng Xiaoyu's hand from behind...
Yan Yu's fingers gripped the phone so tightly they turned white.

Ye Lan, observing Yan Yu's expression, said, "Later, they left the pavilion and went into the woods, where it was impossible to take pictures.
As for what they did, I don't know."

Yan Yu remained silent, staring at the photos for a few more seconds before
transferring the photos from Ye Lan's phone to . He then deleted all the photos from Ye Lan's phone before looking at her and asking, "
Do you have any other backups of these photos?"

Ye Lan retorted, "Yan Yu, are you interrogating a criminal? If it weren't for me, you'd still be in the dark."

Yan Yu said, "Ye Lan, stop making decisions on your own and getting me all annoyed." "Getting impatient won't do you any good."

Ye Lan looked at Yan Yu, biting her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yan Yu,
what do you take me for? Do you think I enjoy doing these things? I'm doing this all for you. You're so smart,
can't you Cheng Xiaoyu's heart isn't with you at all? You know that perfectly well, yet you only hurt me again and again.
When have I, Ye Lan, ever been so humble towards anyone? Only you, Yan Yu, only you. I know you're suffering,
but I've been by your side for over a year. How can you not see that?" Ye Lan began to sob softly as she
spoke .

Yan Yu said nothing, stood up, and walked out.

Ye Lan stood up and hugged Yan Yu from behind, her arms around his waist. "Yu, don't go. She humiliated you like that, do you still want
to go back to her? Stay, please. I promise I'll make you forget her, make you
forget all those unhappy things, at least tonight."

Yan Yu remained stiff and motionless. Ye Lan tilted her head slightly and kissed Yan Yu's neck, then
lightly licked the skin between his jaw and ear with her tongue. Yan Yu slowly turned around, and Ye Lan, still wrapped around his neck
, closed her eyes wanting to kiss his lips… but Yan Yu suddenly pushed Ye Lan's shoulder.

Ye Lan was pushed back a step, opening her eyes to look at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu patted his wrinkled collar. "Ye Lan, have you been acting so much that you can't even tell the difference between
reality and fiction ?"

Ye Lan looked at Yan Yu, her face pale. "You think I'm just acting with you like this?"

Yan Yu said, "I don't know, maybe I am, maybe I am, but I don't intend to believe you."

When Yan Yu returned home, Cheng Xiaoyu was still awake, smoking on the balcony. She was somewhat
surprised to see Yan Yu return. Yan Yu went to the water dispenser, filled a glass of water, and drank it in one gulp. Then she beckoned to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Come here."

Cheng Xiaoyu stubbed out her cigarette and walked over. Yan Yu pulled up the photos on his phone and handed them to Cheng Xiaoyu.
Cheng Xiaoyu was startled when she saw the photos. She took the phone and flipped through them one by one. The photos were all of her and Chu Chen, or...
She took five or six photos, some sitting and some standing, and hadn't noticed anything amiss that afternoon. After looking at the photo of Chu Chen holding her hand from
behind habitually flipped through the pages. Unexpectedly, the next
photo was of her hugging a small ostrich doll in Yan Yu's car. In the photo, she was staring wide-eyed, looking
like n't, with a kind of silly cuteness. That was almost two years ago, and Cheng Xiaoyu
felt a pang of sadness looking at the photo.

Yan Yu snatched the phone from Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, his face darkening. "How do you explain these photos?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's face also turned cold. "Yan Yu, you actually followed me." After a few seconds, she crossed her arms and sneered,
"These were given to you by Ye Lan, weren't they? That woman, she's really despicable."

Yan Yu said, "Even if she's despicable, she's not as despicable as you!"

Cheng Xiaoyu's face stiffened, and she turned to leave.

Yan Yu grabbed her shoulders and shoved her onto the sofa. "I fucking asked you to explain!"

Cheng Xiaoyu straightened her clothes, which Yan Yu had pulled to one side, and said nonchalantly, "Explain what
? It's just a few words when we meet. Is talking a crime? You might as well just arrest me and drown me in a pig cage."

"Cheng Xiaoyu, you're something else! You secretly met with him behind my back, huh? Tell me, how many times have you two met before?"

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while before saying, "We just happened to run into each other this afternoon. I didn't know
he was on the mountain."

Yan Yu said, "Do you fucking think I'm stupid? It's that easy to run into each other. Don't you run into each other every day?"

"Anyway, you won't believe me anyway, so why do you want me to explain?" "

Because you're lying! Didn't you tell me you went to learn to dance? You can't dance all the way to the botanical
garden!"

"Yes, I lied to you." Cheng Xiaoyu turned her head to the side. "I just didn't want to be with you,
so I made up an excuse to go out." *

I just didn't want to be with you…* Yan Yu felt a pang of sadness, gritting his teeth and saying with a livid face, "
Did you two do it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's face darkened, and after a long pause, she reluctantly answered, "No."

"Why should I believe you! What did you do when I trusted you the most, you little slut!"

Cheng Xiaoyu stood up abruptly. "Believe it or not, it's up to you!" she said, turning to go into the bedroom.

Yan Yu pushed her down onto the sofa again, his heavy body pressing down on her as he reached out to pull down Cheng Xiaoyu's pants.
Cheng Xiaoyu naturally struggled fiercely, but she was no match for Yan Yu's strength. Yan
Yu eventually pulled down her pants and threw them on the floor, then went to tear off Cheng Xiaoyu's underwear.

Cheng Xiaoyu, enraged, grabbed Yan Yu's hair forcefully. "Yan Yu, you bastard!"

"If I'm a bastard, you're a fucking bitch! Afraid I'll see, huh? You've been fucked, so you're afraid I'll see,
aren't you?!" Yan Yu ripped Cheng Xiaoyu's black lace panties and threw them on the ground, spreading her slender, white
legs apart and pressing them to the sides, humiliatingly revealing her slightly trembling vulva. The slit-like opening was a moist, cherry-
red color, without any redness or signs of friction, looking nothing like it had been done that afternoon.

Yan Yu felt slightly relieved and slowly released his hands from Cheng Xiaoyu's legs.

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly propped herself up on her arms and sat up from the sofa, raising her hand to slap Yan Yu.

Yan Yu's face darkened, and he glared as he raised his arm, but looking at her
red, aggrieved eyes like a little rabbit, how could he bring himself to strike?

Cheng Xiaoyu, her face turned upwards, shouted, "Go ahead and hit me! You've hit me before! Yan Yu, you bastard, let me tell
you, I've had enough!"

Cheng Xiaoyu was furious, hitting and kicking Yan Yu, her eyes brimming with tears and her whole body trembling. Yan
Yu, unable to bear seeing her like this, angrily raised his arm and forcefully blocked her, causing her to slump onto
the sofa .

Yan Yu got up, grabbed his car keys, slammed the door shut, and left.

Only Cheng Xiaoyu remained in the room. Enraged, she forcefully pushed the fruit plate and decorations on the coffee table to the floor,
watching them shatter into pieces. Cheng Xiaoyu buried her head in her knees and cried sadly.

Chapter 127: The Past - Hero Saves the Beauty -

The Poor Little Rabbit. After finishing other chores in the afternoon, Cheng Xiaoyu took a stack of expense reports to the finance department for reimbursement
. This time, she was submitting reimbursements for various miscellaneous expenses this month, including lunch, travel, and phone bills. The reimbursement forms
were already pasted up and signed by all levels of management; all that was left was for the finance manager in charge of administration to sign off before
she could collect the money.

Cheng Xiaoyu took the reimbursement forms and left. Xiao Zhang quickly winked at Chu Chen with a smirk and raised an eyebrow. Chu Chen didn't react,
calmly sitting at his seat and continuing to type.

Manager Yang of the finance department was a middle-aged woman in her fifties. She looked somewhat stern, and in fact,
she really was. Except for those in leadership positions, who were relatively polite to, those who frequently submitted reimbursements
had often been scolded by her. However, her advantage was her meticulousness; any form that didn't meet the reimbursement standards
wouldn't get a penny from her.

Therefore, Cheng Xiaoyu always filled out her reimbursement forms very carefully, and the amounts were checked at least twice. Today,
Manager Yang flipped through several forms and pressed a few keys on the calculator before his face darkened and he slammed the forms in front of Cheng Xiaoyu.
"Your name is Cheng Xiaoyu, right? Is this your first time submitting expense reports? These are the forms you filled out?!"

Cheng Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Manager Yang glared at her. "Three out of the six expense reports you filled out don't have invoices, and the reimbursement amount on
two of doesn't match the invoice amount. Only the top form is correct. If I'm busy
and don't look carefully, are you planning to just slip through and get the money?
Isn't ? You could have claimed over ten thousand!"

"Every single one has an invoice," Cheng Xiaoyu said, taking one of the expense reports and flipping through the receipts on the back. There really
were no invoices. Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned. She had pasted all those invoices one by one; how could they suddenly disappear
?

Manager Yang, with a stern face, lectured Cheng Xiaoyu, this irresponsible young woman. Cheng Xiaoyu listened with
her head , then took the expense report and said she would go back to find the invoices, paste them up, and bring them back. Manager Yang's phone rang just then,
so he didn't have time to scold Cheng Xiaoyu further and waved her away.

Cheng Xiaoyu returned with the expense report and searched through drawers and folders on her desk for a long time, but
found . She was dazed from Manager Yang's scolding and didn't have time to think about anything else.
She took the expense report and walked up to Chu Chen. "Director Chu, it seems I've lost a few of the administrative expense reports this month."
"Zhang, I've been looking for it for ages and can't find it. I clearly remember putting it in the expense report, but somehow
it's gone."

Chu Chen glanced at her. "How could you be so careless? You can't get reimbursed without the invoice, right?"

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head even further. "I'm sorry, it was my carelessness. I'll go to the finance department right now
and ask how to handle this situation."

Chu Chen nodded, and Cheng Xiaoyu took the expense report and went downstairs again.

When Cheng Xiaoyu reached Manager Yang's office, she could hear her scolding a girl for filling out a form
incorrectly . In the end, the girl went back with a long face and rewrote the form. Cheng Xiaoyu shrank back and went in,
truthfully reporting that she couldn't find the invoice.

Manager Yang didn't scold her, only snorted, "Can't find it? If you can't find it, you can't get reimbursed. You'll have to pay for it
yourself ."

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned. Even if she made a mistake at work, did she really have to pay for it herself? Then
she wouldn't be earning money but losing money instead. Cheng Xiaoyu, being a recent college graduate, had no
idea how to handle the situation. She could only blush, clasp her hands together, and remain silent.

Manager Yang looked at her. "Now you're scared? The company's accounts can be whatever they want, but when it comes to you,
you're scared?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stammered, "I really was careless. I've never done this before. And this really is our
group's expense for this month; I didn't misreport it."

Manager Yang remained cold. "Let me tell you, first, the tax authorities
audit every single account during the annual audit. How do you explain this expense report without even an invoice being found? Do you
know it ? Second, why should I believe you when you say this is your group's money? This one, from March..." "Seven days of lunch expenses are ninety yuan.
How am I supposed to know how much I actually spent without an invoice? How long have you been with the company? Who is your direct supervisor? How have you managed to get this far with this kind of
work attitude? If you think Tianyi is a place where you can cheat and swindle, you're mistaken
. You might get away with it elsewhere, but absolutely not here!"

Cheng Xiaoyu was almost brought to tears by her scolding. She could only vaguely explain that she absolutely hadn't over-reported any expenses.
Every month, their group's administrative reimbursements were around a thousand yuan. But the more timid she was,
the more fiercely Manager Yang, who was going through menopause and had a troubled family life, berated her. Just when Cheng Xiaoyu was about to collapse and wanted to
cover her face and run away, our young master Chu finally arrived gracefully.

Chu Chen pushed open the door and walked in with a smile. "Manager Yang, why are you angry?"

Manager Yang's expression immediately changed upon seeing Chu Chen. She stood up and bowed, saying, "President Chu, please sit down.
What brings you here?"

Chu Chen sat down at his desk. "Nothing much," he said, glancing at Cheng
Xiaoyu, who was standing to the side with her head down. "This is my assistant. She told me she accidentally lost her expense reports for this month, so I
came check."

Upon hearing that Cheng Xiaoyu was Chu Chen's assistant, Manager Yang's expression became somewhat awkward. She smiled and said...
"Oh, it's not a big deal, just over a thousand yuan. But losing the invoice is really inexcusable.
So many young people these days are so careless. I just said a few words to her; an assistant's job requires
meticulousness."

Chu Chen smiled. "Xiaoyu is still a senior in college, still young. She's always very careful and attentive at work, but she gets so
easily frightened by small mistakes. The invoice is lost anyway, so we'll have Xiaoyu
bring some restaurant invoices to cover this shortfall. Is that alright?"

Director Yang laughed. "Of course! Without invoices, we really can't make up the difference. As long as we have invoices, there's no problem."
He then looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "You're too shy, young lady. I'm only saying a few words for your future
improvement. Your boss, Mr. Chu, is so considerate of his subordinates. Hurry up and thank him!"

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes were still wet, and she was too embarrassed to look up, so she mumbled a thank you to Mr. Chu.

Chu Chen said, "Silly girl, we're all family, why are you thanking me? You should be
thanking ." Without waiting for Cheng Xiaoyu's reply, he stood up and said, "Manager Yang, we won't bother you any longer."
He then took Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder and left the office.

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and she didn't dare look up, only following Chu Chen forward. They went downstairs and downstairs until they
reached the door, when Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly realized that the two of them had already left the company. She had no choice but to look up. "Where are you going?
Aren't you going back to the office?"

Chu Chen said, "I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat."

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head again. "I'm not going."

"Let's go," Chu Chen said, "You silly girl, you don't know to come to me when you need something, you insist on going to get
scolded by that old hag."

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but chuckle. People below had been calling Manager Yang an old hag, and she hadn't expected
Chu Chen to know that too.

Seeing the tear stains still on her face, yet a delicate smile had appeared
on her lips, making her look exceptionally beautiful in the bright afternoon sunlight, Chu Chen couldn't help but reach out and wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Why are you so prone
to crying ?"

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed shyly, turning her head away from Chu Chen's hand, her face turning as red as if smeared with rouge, making her even more
endearing . Chu Chen reached out and took her soft little hand, leading her forward. Cheng Xiaoyu tried to struggle, but Chu Chen, though slender
, had a strong grip. She didn't want to argue with him at the company entrance, so she could only lower her head and follow him out.

Chu Chen said, "There's a McDonald's at the intersection ahead, let's go in and get something to eat. I saw an ad that says
McDonald's has afternoon tea, something like 'Relaxed Moment'."

Cheng Xiaoyu pouted and said, "What McDonald's? 'Relaxed Moment' is KFC!"

After entering McDonald's, Chu Chen went to order, and Cheng Xiaoyu, sitting in her seat, felt a little
sad . Losing the receipt was indeed her fault, but she didn't do it on purpose. Did she really deserve
such a harsh scolding? And what accusation of petty theft? She hadn't stolen anything! Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes welled up again,
and she secretly wiped away her tears, letting her hair fall to cover her face.

Chu Chen returned with a tray containing orange juice, coffee, McNuggets, fries, chicken wings, and two pies.
Cheng Xiaoyu picked up one pie—it was taro-filled—and then another—it was pineapple-filled. A little
angrily, she threw both back onto the tray, pouting, "I want a red bean pie."

Chu Chen quickly went to the counter to buy it, but the cashier said, "I'm sorry, we're sold out of red bean pies today."
"We still have taro, apple, and pineapple pie. Would you like some?"

Chu Chen asked. "Sold out? Will other McDonald's restaurants have any?"

"It's hard to say. Red bean pies usually sell out pretty quickly."

Chu Chen thanked her, walked back to Cheng Xiaoyu, and said, "You eat first. I have something to do and will be right back."

Before Cheng Xiaoyu could say anything, Chu Chen had already left. Cheng Xiaoyu sat there alone, ate a few
fries, and drank half a cup of hot orange juice. Her mood finally improved a little. Today was just an unexpected disaster.
Luckily, Chu Chen was there, otherwise she might still be getting scolded in the finance department.

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, Chu Chen returned, slightly out of breath, and placed a McDonald's delivery bag in front of
Cheng Xiaoyu . "Red bean pie, I got it."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the five or six red bean pies in the bag. "You went out to buy this?"

Chu Chen nodded and sat down. "Yeah, this place was out of stock, so I drove around to two other places before I found it. Eat up,
and don't cry anymore after you finish eating what you like."

Cheng Xiaoyu took a red bean pie from the bag and took a bite. The freshly baked filling was still hot. Cheng Xiaoyu
looked up at Chu Chen and gave him a shy smile.

Chu Chen laughed, "Eat up. Don't take what Manager Yang said to heart. Everyone makes
mistakes at work."

Cheng Xiaoyu said sullenly, "I clearly remember I picked them all up, how could they suddenly disappear?
Nobody would believe me if I told them."

Chu Chen said, "You have a lot of miscellaneous tasks there, you go to every department. You probably lost them sometime. From now on, put
these things in bags and be careful, and you'll be fine. How much money do you still owe on those receipts?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "About seven or eight hundred."

Chu Chen said, "I still have two receipts from previous meals." "The tickets are enough; if not, our group can have another get-together tonight
. It's nothing, don't look so gloomy, people will think I'm bullying you."

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head and whispered, "Chu Chen, thank you."

Chu Chen smiled and reached out to ruffle Cheng Xiaoyu's hair. "Eat, eat. You're usually so cold and
tough , why are you so afraid of that old hag?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled too, "I'm not afraid of her. You eat too, or it'll get cold."

Chu Chen took out a box of red bean pies from the bag, took a bite, and thought the sweet taste was indeed quite good.

The two enjoyed a sumptuous afternoon tea, and then slowly walked back to the company from the McDonald's.

Seeing that the opportunity was ripe, Chu Chen quickly and sincerely said, "Xiaoyu, what happened before was indeed my
fault. When I first met you in the game, I found it
amusing , so I didn't tell you my real identity. Later, after you joined our company, you kept telling me
about your Director Chu, and I was too embarrassed to tell you I was Chu Chen. Partly because I was curious
about what kind of image I had in your mind, and partly because I was afraid that if I told you, our relationship in the game wouldn't be as
good as before." Seeing how angry you are, I went back and reflected on my actions. It was definitely my fault. If you treated me
like this , I'd probably be angry too. But Xiaoyu, please don't be angry
, considering my sincere apology. Girls aren't cute when they're always angry. It's so hard to find someone you get along with online.
Let's be like before, okay? After you left, *Fantasy Immortal* lost at least
fifty ."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and lowered her head. She felt the same way; without Youming, *Fantasy Immortal* lost
at least !

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu smile, Chu Chen also smiled, revealing a set of white teeth. "You smiled? You're not angry anymore?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stopped and turned around, extending her hand to Chu Chen. "Hello, Youming, I'm the beautiful little rabbit.
It's nice to meet you."

Chu Chen gently shook Cheng Xiaoyu's fair hand. "Hello, little rabbit. You might not believe it,
but you look exactly like I imagined. It's amazing."

Chapter 128 Dead Loop

Wen Si was a night owl, usually only becoming active around midnight. He had just told a slightly
suggestive joke that made several girls laugh, when he saw Yan Yu walk into the bar with a sour face.

Wen Si waved, "Hey, what brings you here?"

The girls laughed, "Oh, another handsome guy."

Yan Yu ignored them and went to find a sofa to sit down, ordering the bartender to bring two bottles of wine.

Helpless, Wen Si had no choice but to leave the girls behind and walk over by himself. "What's wrong with you today?"

Yan Yu didn't answer, but unscrewed the bottle cap, poured half a glass of wine, and gulped it down.

Wen Si said, "You think this is plain water? Drink slowly! I'm telling you, when will this ever
end ?"

Yan Yu didn't speak, but poured another half glass of wine.

Wen Si had no choice but to sit down and pour himself a glass as well. Yan Yu didn't speak, so Wen Si slowly drank with him. When Yan
Yu's head was slightly spinning and his eyes were burning, he finally swirled his glass and said, "Wen Si, she met that man again today."
Wen Si was Yan Yu's best friend, and Wen Si also knew about Cheng Xiaoyu and Chu Chen's relationship, but Yan Yu hadn't told him
that .

Wen Si frowned. "They...have been secretly seeing each other behind your back?"

"No," Yan Yu took another sip of his drink. "They just met once, nothing else." Ye Lan told him that
Cheng Xiaoyu and Chu Chen had arranged to meet on the mountain, but Cheng Xiaoyu said they just happened to run into each other. Yan Yu said he didn't believe her,
but deep down he believed Cheng Xiaoyu more.

Wen Si said, "So you two had another fight?"

Yan Yu snorted. "Fight, of course we've fought. What does she take me for? She gets all teary-eyed and acts like it's a life-or-death situation whenever she sees that
man 'm a coward?

" Wen Si took a sip of his drink and said after a long while, "It's been over a year and it's still like this. Yan Yu, why don't you just let it go?"

Yan Yu didn't speak. Let it go? How could he let it go? No one knew what he felt when he saw
Cheng Xiaoyu lying pale-faced in a pool of blood. The feeling was so painful it was almost suffocating. How could he let her go?

Yan Yu drank more and more, finishing two bottles and then another two. Seeing he was drunk, Wen Si quietly instructed the bartender to
replace the strong liquor he ordered with a low-alcohol cocktail. But Yan Yu was a picky drinker;
even in this state, he could tell the difference. He slammed the glass on the ground and yelled at the bartender, "Who do you think you are, trying
to fool me?!"

The bartender looked at Wen Si, who nodded helplessly, signaling him to mix another drink for Yan Yu.
Turning to Yan Yu, Wen Si said, "It wasn't your cup, it just came out of my way easily."

Yan Yu snorted, "Wen Si, you're the only one among us brothers who lives such a carefree life. I'm screwed for life, I
'm doomed."

What could Wen Si say? He just kept drinking.

After sitting for a while, a girl in a thin, low-cut sweater walked over gracefully and
patted Wen Si on the shoulder. "Young Master Wen, why didn't you come back? We've been waiting for you.
What's name? You didn't even introduce him."

Wen Si could tell she was interested in Yan Yu, so he glanced at him. "My friend, Yan Yu."

Yan Yu smiled at the girl. "Nice to meet you, beautiful lady, come and sit down."

The girl could tell Yan Yu was interested too, so she smiled sweetly and sat down next to him.

Wen Si rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. This guy, he wouldn't part amicably, he just had to torture himself like this
. What good could come of this?

A hangover left him with a headache. Yan Yu opened his eyes, looked at the hotel ceiling, then at the girl
sleeping … How long ago was this? It was also after a huge fight with Cheng Xiaoyu, and then he slammed the door
and left. Were they going to continue like this forever? It felt like an inescapable vicious cycle
. A deep sense of weariness washed over

Yan Yu. He sat up in bed and got dressed. The girl woke up too, tucked herself in, and smiled sweetly at him. “Handsome,
you kept calling me little ostrich last night, it was so funny. Do I look like an ostrich?”

Yan Yu unlocked the door and saw Cheng Xiaoyu curled up on the sofa, her face still damp with
tears. Yan Yu stood at the door for a while, then went over and carried her back to the bedroom.

Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't been sleeping soundly, and she woke up as soon as Yan Yu picked her up, but she vaguely smelled
an unfamiliar perfume on him. Cheng Xiaoyu immediately snapped out of her daze, opened her eyes, pushed Yan Yu away from his chest, and
got off him. Yan Yu stared at her with a sullen face. Cheng Xiaoyu walked into the bedroom without a word and slammed the door shut
.

After changing her clothes and putting on makeup, Cheng Xiaoyu left the bedroom with a cold expression. Yan Yu went into the bathroom to take a shower; the
woman's perfume was too strong, and he didn't like it. While showering, Yan Yu noticed a slight, throbbing pain in his right arm .
He vaguely remembered that the woman had been scratching his arm the night before when they were being intimate, but
he couldn't remember anything else. Yan Yu frowned in disgust, trying his best to avoid getting the wound
wet, but how could he not get it wet in the shower? The gauze was soaked to the bone. Annoyed, Yan Yu
didn't care about it and just wiped it casually with a towel before leaving.

Cheng Xiaoyu was in a bad mood, so she spent Yan Yu's money recklessly. She bought whatever clothes she liked without even trying them on,
and didn't even ask the price. In just over an hour, she was carrying six or seven bags. She'd been shopping
a lot lately and was used to wearing high heels; she was no longer the little girl who always wore canvas shoes
. At noon, Cheng Xiaoyu randomly went into a restaurant. She had just taken a sip of red wine when a man
approached her table and said, "Miss Xiaoyu, would you do me the honor of having lunch with me?"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up and saw it was Bei Mingcheng, whom she had met at the bar that day. This man still wore gold-rimmed glasses, a
light-colored coat, and a V-neck sweater, looking all refined. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't forget the ferocity he displayed when he hit someone
; she knew he was up to no good, and simply said, "Please sit down."

Bei Mingcheng ordered the food, then clinked his wine glass against Cheng Xiaoyu's. "Little Fish,
we've both met at night. I noticed you're even more beautiful during the day."

Cheng Xiaoyu's nail polish, with its pure black base and subtle purple sheen, tapped
lightly She lowered her eyes and said, "You know what my relationship with Yan Yu is, right?"

Bei Mingcheng cut a piece of medium-rare steak and put it in his mouth. "I know. You've been with him for two years. At first, you
were his assistant, then you quit and let him support you. But he only sees you as a mistress. Every weekend,
he goes on blind dates with women of similar wealth."

The word "mistress" stung Cheng Xiaoyu's heart. Although she sometimes jokingly thought she
was practically Yan Yu's mistress, thinking that way and being told that by others were two different things.

Cheng Xiaoyu's face turned cold. "And what kind of good person are you? Who gives you the right to criticize me?"

Bei Mingcheng smiled. "Little Yu'er, you're wronging me. I admire you very much, how could I look down on you
? It's just that you'd be better off with me than with him. At least I won't go on blind dates with other women."

Cheng Xiaoyu picked up her knife and fork and started eating. "Sorry, I'm not interested in you."

Bei Mingcheng slowly took a sip of his drink. "Why rush to judge a young and beautiful woman? You
know I'm definitely not as good as him?" "Give me a chance to pursue you."

Cheng Xiaoyu sneered, "How do you plan to pursue me? I live with Yan Yu. If you want to send me
flowers, you'll have to send them to Yan Yu's house."

Bei Mingcheng also smiled, a glint of amusement flashing behind his glasses, "Little Fish,
if you dare to accept them, why wouldn't I dare to send them?"

Yan Yu had felt a dull ache in his arm all morning. By noon, he found it really
uncomfortable , so he subconsciously raised his right hand, only to cry out in pain. Knowing this wouldn't do, Yan Yu found
a pair of scissors and cut open the gauze on his arm, only to find that the area around the wound was severely swollen and red. No wonder it had
been hurting.

Yan Yu had no choice but to take a taxi to the hospital's surgical department. Fang Fei had stitched him up before, and naturally, she was there for
his follow-up appointment. After examining Yan Yu's wound, Fang Fei said sternly, "Why are you so uncooperative with
the doctor's treatment? Did you bump the wound? Did it get wet? Otherwise, it wouldn't be so swollen. Let me tell
you, this will easily leave a scar."

Yan Yu didn't give her a friendly look either. "Scars are fine, I don't care. Just take care of your own responsibilities
. I'm paying for medical treatment, not to be lectured by you."

Fang Fei was speechless for a moment, thinking how could someone be so rude. She could only prepare
the anti-inflammatory injection with a cold face. She disinfected the wound with an alcohol swab and then ruthlessly jabbed the needle
in. Yan Yu cried out in an unladylike manner. Fang Fei quickly grabbed Yan Yu's arm to stop him from moving and
managed to inject the entire syringe of medicine before pulling out the needle and saying, "What are you yelling about, you grown man?"

Yan Yu was furious, "You woman! What did I ever do to offend you so much that you hold a grudge!"

Fang Fei ignored her, quickly wrote out a prescription, and handed it to Yan Yu, "Take your medicine on time, and don't get the wound wet again,
or whole arm will rot. Even if you come to our director to complain then, it won't do you any good!"

Chapter 129 Past Couple's Resemblance

Spring is the season for love. Chu Chen used the guise of friendship to pursue her. He was a very clever man; if he didn't
care, it would be fine, but once he did, a girl like Cheng Xiaoyu would naturally be completely charmed. Chu Chen
's cleverness lay in his ability to assess the situation. His pursuit wasn't so intense that it made her want to run away, but rather just right, making her
feel like she was basking in a spring breeze. For example, Cheng Xiaoyu liked sweets, and every day or two, there would be a box of exquisite pastries from her favorite cake shop in her drawer . When she was tired from work, how could Cheng Xiaoyu's heart not melt quickly
by eating a soft, fluffy cream cake ?
In the game, Youming always kept her company, and, to make sure she wasn't too shy, he thoughtfully
instructed everyone in the guild not to ask about Xiaobaitu's relationship with him. They were just like in the beginning,
fighting bosses together, participating in guild wars, doing story quests together, and chatting on Tianzhiya every day. At first,
Cheng Xiaoyu felt that Youming and Chu Chen were somewhat like two different people, but over time, these two images, one real and one fictional,
gradually overlapped.

Xiaotu, "Youming, as the technical director of a company, your online name is Saint Seiya? Don't you think it's
childish?"

Youming, "No, Saint Seiya vs. beautiful girl, it's a good match."

Cheng Xiaoyu sat in front of the computer, resting her chin on her hand and giggling. Chu Chen was handsome and kind to her, and Cheng Xiaoyu already
liked Youming, who had always been there for her in the game, so how could she genuinely dislike Chu Chen's pursuit?
Spring is truly a beautiful season of renewal and enjoying love.

Young girls aren't afraid of the cold; many people hurriedly took off their coats and put on new spring clothes in early April.
It was Sunday, and Chu Chen had asked Cheng Xiaoyu to go to the movies. Cheng Xiaoyu tried on over a dozen outfits in her dorm room before
finally choosing a brightly colored spring outfit and heading out looking beautiful.

Chu Chen was waiting for her at the movie theater entrance, dressed casually and standing tall in the crowd. Girls
passing by couldn't help but glance at him. Cheng Xiaoyu felt a slight surge of pride and
ran over with a beaming smile, "Chu Chen, I'm here!"

Chu Chen smiled back at her. When he smiled, a shallow dimple appeared on the left corner of his mouth. Before,
when he was Director Chu, Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't thought much of it, but now it seemed different; that little dimple was simply
adorable. Chu Chen asked her, "What do you want to see?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was in a great mood, as if she had eaten honey. She smiled and looked up at the poster. "I don't know.
What do you think is good?"

"I read some movie reviews online yesterday, and a lot of people said 'Kung Fu Panda' is good."

"A panda that can do kung fu? Okay, let's watch this."

The movie theater was quite crowded. Chu Chen and Cheng Xiaoyu bought cola and popcorn and sat down. The movie started
, and the duck father was teaching his panda son this and that. Cheng Xiaoyu giggled and reached for popcorn while laughing
. Just then, Chu Chen was also reaching for popcorn, and their hands touched.

Cheng Xiaoyu froze and quickly pulled her hand back, but Chu Chen reacted even faster,
throwing down his popcorn and grabbing Cheng Xiaoyu's hand.

Cheng Xiaoyu turned to look at Chu Chen. On the big screen, Po the panda had made a firecracker chair to participate in the selection of the Dragon Warrior
and ended up... Reaching the center of the hall, the old tortoise's long, trembling claws pointed at Po,
and in a magnetic voice said, "Fate has brought us the Dragon Warrior." A cheer
erupted , and shimmering red and yellow confetti rained down, while little pigs and rabbits cheered and jumped for joy.

Chu Chen reached out and pinched Cheng Xiaoyu's cheek. "Little rabbit, will you be my girlfriend?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stared at Chu Chen with wide eyes, her expression as adorable as a startled little rabbit.

Chu Chen's eyes shone brightly in the dim light of the movie theater, carrying a faint smile. "If you don't say anything, I
'll take that as a yes."

Cheng Xiaoyu remained silent, only looking at him with a flushed face.

Chu Chen turned to look at the big screen. "Hey? How did the panda become Dragon Warrior? Look, it's sitting in
the sedan chair ."

Cheng Xiaoyu turned her head to look at Po the panda on the big screen, who looked terrified and didn't know how she had become
Dragon Warrior. She felt that Po's expression was quite in line with her current state of mind. How
could they just hold hands like that? They didn't even give her any time to prepare...

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little excited, a little shy, and a little unaccustomed. She could only stare at the big screen stiffly
, blinking every few seconds, looking like a giant doll. Chu Chen had no
interest . Movies were nothing compared to his little white rabbit. He rested one hand on the armrest of the seat and still held
Cheng Xiaoyu's hand with the other. "Xiaoyu, why are you watching so intently?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was still staring intently at the screen. "Because it's so good. Look how silly the panda is."
After saying her face turned even redder.

Chu Chen chuckled, thinking his little bunny was so shy. He kindly released Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, but
Cheng Xiaoyu immediately let out a long sigh and exaggeratedly patted her chest.

Chu Chen was both amused and exasperated. "Cheng Xiaoyu, what's with your reaction?" Cheng

Xiaoyu realized she had indeed exaggerated a bit. She shyly lowered her head, took a piece of popcorn, and put it in
her mouth . The popcorn had a rich, sweet, and creamy flavor. Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Chu Chen, hesitated for a moment,
then offered him a piece of popcorn. Chu Chen smiled and ate it.

Cheng Xiaoyu was too embarrassed to look Chu Chen in the eye anymore, so she just hugged the popcorn bucket and ate
popcorn . However, throughout the entire movie, the corners of their mouths remained sweetly curved.

After dinner, Chu Chen walked Cheng Xiaoyu home. Couples holding hands frequently walked by on campus, and Chu Chen
naturally took Cheng Xiaoyu's hand as they walked. The April evening breeze carried a fresh scent as it blew by.
Cheng Xiaoyu tucked her slightly ruffled hair behind her ear. The feeling of holding hands was so wonderful; those large, slender,
slightly cool hands seemed to have magic, making her heart soar to the heavens…

Reaching the dormitory building, Cheng Xiaoyu said, “I’m here. You can go back now.”

Chu Chen smiled and asked, “Did we have a goodbye kiss?”

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed and pulled her hand away from Chu Chen's. Chu Chen was just teasing her; he patted
her head and said, "Go inside. See you again when we log into the game."

Cheng Xiaoyu hummed in agreement and went up the steps. Pushing open the dormitory door, she glanced back; Chu Chen was still
standing there, hands in his pockets, smiling at her.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled back, waved to Chu Chen, and then went inside. Cheng Xiaoyu went inside the building and walked out of Chu Chen's
sight before covering her face and running stomping from the first floor to the fourth. Before she could
even calm her pounding heart, Fangfang jumped in front of her and said, "Xiaoyu,
who was that handsome guy you were holding hands with downstairs? You little brat, you kept it from us!"

Cheng Xiaoyu stammered, "Ah..."

Shang Caijie and Yang Xu nodded repeatedly, "Don't try to deny it, we saw him on the balcony!"

Given that Cheng Xiaoyu had hooked up with such a high-quality guy, the girls in the dorm all insisted on treating her.
Cheng Xiaoyu told Chu Chen, and he naturally agreed to treat them. He took the four girls to one of the top
restaurants in Qingcheng for a nice meal, and after that, they went to a karaoke bar for two hours before he took them home. Throughout the meal, Chu
Chen's attentive and considerate behavior gave Cheng Xiaoyu plenty of face and earned him unanimous praise from the dorm elders.

When couples first get together, they want to be together 24/7. Several times, Chu Chen
and Cheng Xiaoyu would stand downstairs at their dorm and talk until the dorm manager was about to close, before Cheng Xiaoyu reluctantly went upstairs,
only immediately look forward to seeing each other again the next day. They would hold hands and occasionally hug, but
nothing more. Girls in their first love are often shy, and Chu Chen, being considerate,
was willing to take things slowly. On weekends, they would sometimes go to the park or amusement park together. After work, they would
have dinner together and then either go shopping, study together at Cheng Xiaoyu's school library, or go to Chu Chen's house to watch
a movie. Overcoming her initial shyness, Cheng Xiaoyu found herself increasingly enjoying Chu Chen's company. There was
a she couldn't quite explain. Although he was only a year older than her, he was very considerate and caring, giving her
a feeling of being "one of his own"—a deep intimacy.

One day, while shopping, they saw a photo booth in the mall, and Cheng Xiaoyu pulled Chu Chen
inside to take some photos together. Chu Chen cooperated with Cheng Xiaoyu, making several silly movements in his opinion, and then watched as
Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head and posed for the screen. Seeing how hard she was struggling, Chu Chen simply
put his arm around her shoulder, leaned down, and gave her a crisp kiss on the cheek, pressing the shutter button at the same time.
With a "click," the photo was taken. Cheng Xiaoyu blushed, "You, you, you...you're so annoying!"

Chu Chen laughed and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu on the cheek again, "Little stutterer."

Cheng Xiaoyu turned to the side, covering her cheek and glaring at Chu Chen, but the space inside this machine was limited. Seeing
her avoid him, Chu Chen moved closer, "Little white rabbit, you're glaring at me."

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed even more, leaning her body even closer to the small floral curtain behind her. Chu Chen found it amusing
and deliberately leaned forward a little more, their faces only three or four centimeters apart.
Cheng Xiaoyu could almost count Chu Chen's long eyelashes. Cheng Xiaoyu felt like she
couldn't , so she took another step back and tried to flatten herself against the curtain. She thought there was a wall behind the curtain, but
there was nothing there, just a light piece of fabric.

By the time Cheng Xiaoyu realized there was nothing to hold onto, it was too late. She cried out and
fell to the ground. Chu Chen tried to catch her but couldn't.

Chu Chen quickly squatted down and pulled her up, rubbing the back of her head and asking, "Are you alright?"

Everyone around them looked at them with curious eyes. Cheng Xiaoyu's face turned as red as a sheet of cloth,
and she quickly pulled Chu Chen back behind the curtain. Once the outsiders' view was clear, Cheng Xiaoyu started kicking and
punching Chu Chen, yelling, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

The space was small, and Chu Chen couldn't dodge, so he could only helplessly endure Cheng Xiaoyu's fancy kicks and punches. "Fine,
fine, it's all my fault." He then pressed the save button on the screen. "Take the next picture."

Cheng Xiaoyu stomped her foot, "Who told you to press the save button! I don't want that one!" This machine was set up so that
once saved, you couldn't go back.

Chu Chen said, "The photos are pretty good, much better than the previous ones. Besides, they're already saved. So,
how about this next one?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was furious. The little white rabbit immediately transformed into a raging rabbit, standing on tiptoe, grabbing Chu Chen's neck, grabbing a
lock of his hair, and pulling him in front of the camera. "Let's take it like this. Come on, make a painful face!"

Chu Chen really didn't care about his image and made a painful face, then reached in front and
snapped a picture. Even though Cheng Xiaoyu was still a little embarrassed and indignant, she couldn't help but laugh at the funny
poses .

Chu Chen also curled up the corners of his mouth. "Are you happy now?" Cheng Xiaoyu

laughed. "Of course not," she said, then stretched out another finger and pressed Chu Chen's nose into a pig's nose,
taking another picture.

Chu Chen clicked his tongue, cracking his knuckles, and said, "You little brat, how come you're getting too big for your britches?
Have you forgotten who's your boss?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's face flushed as she giggled.

Chu Chen played along with Cheng Xiaoyu, striking various poses and fooling around in front of the camera. Young and fearless, they were
oblivious to the fragility of life. Chu Chen simply enjoyed seeing Cheng Xiaoyu's smile, willing
to make sacrifices and concessions, unaware that such a habit would lead to
unimaginable sacrifices and concessions later on.

They took two copies of the photos. Chu Chen put the one of him kissing Cheng Xiaoyu in his wallet, while
Cheng Xiaoyu pulling Chu Chen's hair in hers. That night, back in the dorm, Cheng Xiaoyu showed the photos to her
three roommates. Shang Caijie picked up one and examined it closely. In the photo, Chu Chen was embracing Cheng Xiaoyu, who was wearing bunny
ears , and both were smiling happily.

Shang Caijie said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you and Chu Chen look a bit alike."

"Really?" Cheng Xiaoyu took the photo booth picture and looked at it.

Everyone crowded around to look. Wu Fangfang and Yang Xu also said that if you looked closely, they really did look alike, especially the way their eyes and brows resembled each other
. However, Chu Chen's features were more defined and prominent than Cheng Xiaoyu's.

Yang Xu clapped his hands and said, "I know! This is what they call a couple's resemblance. My mom said that if you have a husband and wife resemblance..."
"Only couples who are compatible can eventually get together."

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed slightly. After hearing what they said, she also felt that she and Chu Chen did look somewhat alike. Were they really a perfect match?
Cheng Xiaoyu looked down at the two people in the photo and couldn't help but smile sweetly.

Chapter 130 Red Roses Pink Roses

Cheng Xiaoyu and Yan Yu started a cold war again. This time, their fight was more intense. Yan Yu was angry that Cheng Xiaoyu
met with Chu Chen, and Cheng Xiaoyu was angry that Yan Yu messed around with girls. The two were at odds for the past two days when Bei Mingcheng actually
had someone deliver flowers to Yan Yu's house. Ninety-nine roses, glistening with dew, were bright red and vibrant, and the card read
"to Xiaoyuer".

Yan Yu's face immediately darkened. "Cheng Xiaoyu, isn't it enough that you're already attracting attention outside? You've even brought
it home!"

Cheng Xiaoyu sneered, "Attracting attention? You're not as good as Young Master Yan."

Yan Yu asked, "Who sent these flowers?"

The 99 roses were quite heavy. Cheng Xiaoyu bent down and casually placed them on the dining table. "Bei Mingcheng,
the one you fought with at the bar."

Yan Yu's face turned cold. "Do you know who he is? You dare to mess with someone like that!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said indifferently, "I don't care who he is. If he wants to send them, let him."

Yan Yu said, "You can do whatever you want, but I don't have room for this kind of thing in my house." Saying that, he opened the window and
threw the bouquet out.

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at him. "Aren't you afraid of hitting someone?" Saying that, she lit a cigarette and went upstairs.

As soon as Cheng Xiaoyu entered the study, she received a call from an unknown number. The caller was Bei Mingcheng,
asking if Cheng Xiaoyu had received his flowers.

Cheng Xiaoyu exhaled a smoke ring. "I received it, but Yan Yu didn't really like it. He threw it downstairs."

Bei Mingcheng laughed. "Whether he likes it or not is none of my business. Do you like it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed too. "I don't like it either. Why send red roses? It's so tacky."

Bei Mingcheng asked, "Then what do you like?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I like money. Pink roses made of 100-yuan bills. They're pretty and can be used to light cigarettes. I
like them the most."

Cheng Xiaoyu was just saying it casually, but who knew that the next day Bei Mingcheng would actually have
a large bunch of pink roses made of RMB delivered, 99 of them. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh. She took one out and looked at it. Each flower was made of
two 100-yuan bills, and it was quite exquisite.

Cheng Xiaoyu took out a lighter, lit the flower in her hand, took out a long, thin women's cigarette,
lit , took a puff, and then leaned against the dining table, looking at the burning RMB and chuckling.

Yan Yu was practically fuming, pointing at Cheng Xiaoyu and saying, "Look at yourself now!"

Cheng Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him, "What do you mean? I think I'm doing fine."

Yan Yu was furious, "Cheng Xiaoyu, do you think I can't support you or what? You're accepting this kind of thing!"

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at him, "What's wrong with this kind of thing? I think it's quite interesting." After thinking for a moment, she added,
"Are you going to throw it out the window again? Whoever gets hit this time will be very happy."

Yan Yu said, "Give it back to him right now, immediately!"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled, brushing her long, wavy hair that fell across her cheek, "You really want me to give it back to him? Giving it back to him would mean we
have to meet."

Cheng Xiaoyu was much prettier than before, every smile and gesture exuding charm, but in Yan Yu's eyes, she
only seemed increasingly frivolous and vulgar, so he said coldly, "Cheng Xiaoyu, do you have
any shame at all?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's face also turned cold, "I..." "How can you be so shameless? What are you doing outside?
What am ? You're going on a legitimate blind date, and I'm just receiving flowers, so what?"

Yan Yu said. "Who are you trying to blame for saying that? Cheng Xiaoyu, how I treated you before, this is all
your own fault."

Cheng Xiaoyu felt ashamed and indignant, and only said, "Fine, I brought this on myself, I'm willing, I'm happy. Don't try to
control me with this face, do you expect me to respect you!"

How could Yan Yu not care? If he could get someone to deliver flowers to his house and he didn't care, he wouldn't be a man
. The two of them had a big fight. Cheng Xiaoyu was angry that Yan Yu had wronged her, but she deliberately kept entangled with
Bei Mingcheng. Anyway, she had already made it clear to Bei Mingcheng that she was not interested in him, but he still wanted to send her flowers and
gifts every day, so she couldn't care less. Yan Yu naturally couldn't stand it, and after a couple more fights, Yan Yu almost got into a physical fight with
Bei Mingcheng. Cheng Xiaoyu realized she had gone too far. No matter how much she pretended to be indifferent,
she was never truly capable of navigating between two men. Moreover, Cheng Xiaoyu felt sorry
for Yan Yu. Although Bei Mingcheng always appeared polite to her, Wen Si had said he had a questionable
past If Yan Yu made an enemy of Bei Mingcheng because of her, she might suffer in the future. Thinking of this,
the fierce anger and desperation she felt earlier vanished. She decided
to clear things up with Bei Mingcheng.

Bei Mingcheng called Cheng Xiaoyu and invited her out for dinner that evening, insisting she come because he had something
to tell her. Cheng Xiaoyu agreed after a moment's thought. It was Sunday, and Yan Yu had gone to his parents' house. Cheng Xiaoyu
put on makeup, changed her clothes, and left at 5 PM.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, a waiter greeted them. Bei Mingcheng said he had already made a reservation, and the waiter led them to
a private room in a corner. The restaurant wasn't crowded at that time, and the two of them ordered their food, which was served quickly.

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head and ate a few bites of food before speaking, "I came here today to talk to you about something."

Bei Mingcheng smiled, "I've asked you out so many times before but you wouldn't agree. This time you agreed so readily.
So you have something to say."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "What I want to tell you is that you shouldn't waste your time on me anymore. It's pointless. My
relationship with Yan Yu isn't good, but I will absolutely not be with you."

Bei Mingcheng said, "Even if you break up with him, you will absolutely not be with me?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded firmly, "No."

Bei Mingcheng wasn't discouraged. He just took a sip of his drink. "You're still young and haven't experienced much. People
should never be too absolute in their words. Nothing in this world is absolutely impossible."

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her eyes, "I'm not young anymore, and I haven't experienced as little as you think."

Bei Mingcheng said, "Let's not talk about that. This is a gift I'm giving you today. See if you like it." As he spoke,
Bei Mingcheng took a black velvet box out of his pocket and handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu opened the box and looked inside. It was a beautiful diamond bracelet, with a
silver-gray —a very expensive brand.

Bei Mingcheng said, "I noticed you don't wear any other jewelry, only bracelets, so I chose this for you. I hope you
like it."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled. "This bracelet doesn't suit me."

Bei Mingcheng said, "How do you know it definitely won't suit you without even trying it on?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, then reached out her left hand and pulled her sweater sleeve back, revealing her snow-white
wrist and the two- or three-centimeter-wide diamond bracelet. Bei Mingcheng looked at her, puzzled. Cheng Xiaoyu
unfastened the clasp, took the bracelet off, and placed it on the table, revealing the horrifying dark red scar on her slender wrist.
"That bracelet is so thin, do you think it suits me?"

Bei Mingcheng looked at the scar on Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist without speaking.

Cheng Xiaoyu picked up the diamond bracelet and put it back on her wrist. She pulled down her sweater, put her left hand back under the table, and looked at
Bei Mingcheng, saying, "You approached me perhaps out of curiosity; everyone has curiosity, I understand. But I
sincerely advise you, I'm not the kind of girl you imagine, and you definitely won't be happy with me in the end."

Bei Mingcheng said, "Is this scar because of Yan Yu?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Why ask so many questions? It's none of your business. I won't answer your calls anymore, and I
won't see you again. I also hope you won't cause me any more trouble." "What's bothering you?"

Bei Mingcheng said calmly, "Little Fish, your way of rejecting people isn't very clever.
What do you think I am, Bei Mingcheng? You think a scar can scare me? You say you're not the kind of girl I imagine,
but how do you know what kind of girl I think you are? Men are competitive, and saying things like that will only make me
think ."

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed helplessly, "Whatever, I've already made myself clear." After saying that, Cheng Xiaoyu wanted to lower her head
to eat, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught two very familiar figures walking in from the restaurant entrance.
The glass had a wide view, and there were two potted plants at the entrance so that others wouldn't notice this place, but they could see
other places very clearly. The two people who just came in... were Yan Yu and Yan's mother.

Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't seen Yan's mother for quite a long time, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she saw her. She even moved
her chair to hide inside, but then she realized that no one was paying attention to her, so she looked up
at . They sat down at a four-person dining table. Yan's mother seemed to be saying something, and Yan
Yu nodded impatiently.

"Do you know why Yan Yu is here?" Bei Mingcheng asked.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Bei Mingcheng. "Did you bring me here on purpose? What do you mean?"

Bei Mingcheng said, "Yan Yu is on a blind date today. The other person seems to be the daughter of some government official."

Cheng Xiaoyu's face turned cold, and she said with a slightly agitated tone, "I know he's on a blind date. Why did you have
to bring me here? Even if I saw him, I wouldn't break up with him. I advise you to save your breath!"

Bei Mingcheng put his hands on the table and looked at Cheng Xiaoyu. "Xiaoyu, I'm not a very patient
person, but I've been patient enough with you. I'm not asking you to accept me right away. I just hope you can try to get to know
me. Yan Yu is already on blind dates with other women. Are you sure you don't need to look for a new man?
Why do you have to keep being prejudiced against me?"

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned and turned her face away. If Yan Yu and his mother hadn't been outside, she
probably would have gotten up and left already. Cheng Xiaoyu wondered if she had underestimated Bei Mingcheng. Her woman's intuition
told her that this man was probably not so easy to deal with.

Yan Yu's blind date arrived quickly, dressed in a very ladylike light blue trench coat, walking in with her mother.
The girl sat down and was stunned when she saw the man opposite her—it was Yan Yu!

Yan Yu was also stunned—it was Fang Fei! He was almost numb from blind dates now. He hadn't paid any attention to his mother's mention
of her being the only daughter of Director Fang. His mother had been rambling on and on, forgetting to mention
the important question of her name.

Yan's mother looked Fang Fei up and down and was quite satisfied. She was fair-skinned, refined, and clearly
a lady well-to-do family. Her father was the director of the health department, and her mother was a university professor. A girl raised in such a family could
n't be too bad. Fang's mother was also quite satisfied with Yan Yu. He was two years older than her daughter, handsome, from a good
family and ambitious. At only twenty-nine years old, he had already founded a successful company.

The two mothers chatted warmly, while Yan Yu and Fang Fei stood facing each other, stunned.

Yan's mother said, "My Yan Yu is good in every way, except he's not very proactive when it comes to dating
. He's focused entirely on his career, so I, as his mother, have to worry about him, haha."

Fang's mother said, "Boys should be career-minded."

Fang Fei rolled her eyes inwardly. Not very proactive when it comes to dating?
He really wasn't proactive enough, considering the girl had attempted suicide by cutting her wrists.

Yan's mother smiled particularly kindly at Fang Fei, "I heard you work at Rongcheng No. 1 Hospital. Is your work hard
?"

Fang Fei smiled, "It's alright."

Cheng Xiaoyu never expected Yan Yu's blind date today to be Fang Fei. Seeing the warmth between Yan's mother and Fang Fei
, Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable. Even when she and Yan Yu were together, Yan's mother disliked her.
Now, she didn't even have the right to appear before Yan's mother. She remembered that when she first went to the Yan family, Yan's mother's
attitude towards her was actually okay, but not as enthusiastic as it was towards Fang Fei now. Watching Yan's mother smilingly
asking Fang Fei all sorts of questions, Cheng Xiaoyu felt a deep, uncontrollable sense of loss welling up inside her. She thought that no matter how much Yan Yu
didn't want her to leave, no matter how confused she was about her life after leaving Yan Yu, her relationship with Yan Yu
probably wouldn't last.

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