Reborn in 2000: I just want to love a few people properly.

By 2 PM, there weren't as many people in the store anymore, partly because they were tired, and partly because these girls were really stubborn.

Some lecherous old men openly or secretly want girls' contact information, and everyone knows what happens next.

But these girls wouldn't give them a chance at all, or they would say that the store had rules against adding customers' contact information.

He would either give a soft shout, attracting the tattooed young men at the door to come over.

Even though it's August, they're still wearing thick coats, and there's a bulge under their coats, clearly indicating something's there.

But some people seem to enjoy this ambiguous relationship. They don't take the initiative or responsibility; they just spend money to recapture the feeling of first love.

There are still people who fall for this.

"Keep an eye on the money, I'm going to buy food for Liu Mei and the others."

From morning until now, Liu Mei and the other girls haven't eaten a single bite of food; instead, they've been serving food to others.

After Yang Xun finished speaking, he went out to buy boxed lunches, leaving Chen Ying alone in the inner room, keeping a close eye on the people coming and going, afraid that one of Song Leisong's group would be unable to resist putting the money into their own pocket.

"Is this Yang Xun?"

In a daze, Yuan Peng looked up and saw Yang Xun's figure again.

"Who cares? I'm tired, let's go back to sleep."

The two boys had been playing since morning and were getting tired, not to mention they had stayed overnight last night.

The most important reason why we've been able to persevere until now is these girls.

The low neckline, the playful little animal, and that warm and sweet smile constantly captivated their hearts.

This is completely different from the schoolgirls with thick glasses that had the bottom of beer bottles.

For this, Liu Xiaojun gave more than ten yuan as a tip.

He has the air of a successful person.

After tossing over another five-yuan note, the girl named Cao Yuyan excitedly grabbed Liu Xiaojun's hands, looked at him with starry eyes, pouted, and kept shaking her arms.

The cute little dog swayed along with it.

"Thank you for the tip, brother~ Are you leaving already, brother~ Then come again tomorrow~"

The clip's power was well-deserved; with just a few words, it made Liu Xiaojun very happy. Before leaving, Cao Yuyan stood at the door and blew Liu Xiaojun a reluctant kiss goodbye.

After the two had completely disappeared, Cao Yuyan turned around and went back into the house to the bathroom.

I rinsed my hands with hand sanitizer several times before looking up.

His eyes were full of disgust, but then they turned into joy as he pulled out a bunch of loose change from his pocket, the largest denomination being only twenty.

But if you add them all up, it's nearly eighty.

"Please bear with it a little longer for the sake of the money!"

After a moment of secret smugness, he went out again to continue making money from the ambiguous economy.

......

"We have to come again tomorrow!"

Walking along Weisan Road, Liu Xiaojun still had a smile on his face, like a young man in love who had begun to be infatuated with the ambiguous atmosphere.

In contrast, Yuan Peng looked worried.

Today I first saw Xu Bo, and then I saw his best friend Yang Xun.

Deep down, Yuan Peng had a feeling that these two people had some connection to that arcade.

"I'll come again tomorrow," Yuan Peng said.

As the two were walking down the road, Yuan Peng saw the scene he least wanted to see.

The boy walked ahead, while the girl followed behind, pushing her bicycle, with some distance between them.

But it's as if there's a thread pulling them together.

From Yuan Peng's perspective, the girl's lips kept twitching behind him, as if she were saying something.

On the other hand, the boy in front kept shaking his head, seemingly getting impatient.

"Leaning on a plum blossom!"

From a distance, Yuan Peng greeted He Yimei, standing on the street and waving his hands.

When He Yimei heard someone call her, she first looked up, and when she saw it was Yuan Peng, her oval face, which still had a slight smile, immediately fell.

The joyful light in Peach Blossom's eyes gradually faded.

"Yimei, where have you been? I didn't see you yesterday."

Yuan Peng jogged over, helped He Yimei with her bicycle, and started chatting.

He Yimei didn't want to pay attention to him, so she turned the handlebars of her bicycle around and hid behind Xu Bo.

Yuan Peng's expression changed, and he looked at Xu Bo with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Why did you go to that arcade today?

Yuan Peng spoke first, which surprised Xu Bo.

Why go to the arcade? Because that's my place.

Xu Bo didn't want to reply. According to his temperament, he should have been showing off here, but now he was only a few dozen meters away from the bar where Luo Qiaoqiao worked.

Xu Bo didn't want to cause controversy here.

I jogged forward a few steps and quickly left their entanglement at a speed equivalent to 100 meters per second.

As He Yimei watched Xu Bo leave, a part of her heart seemed to gently shatter.

Her eyes were slightly red, but she quickly hid it.

He turned to Yuan Peng and said.

"I was so engrossed in shopping with Ke Yao yesterday that I couldn't find you for a while."

After she finished speaking, she smiled sweetly, and Yuan Peng suddenly felt as if spring had arrived.

Xu Bo didn't care about any of that. The water bar was at one end of the street, while the arcade was at the other. Getting there was only one way to go.

Taking a deep breath, I cautiously peeked into the bar and saw Luo Qiaoqiao making drinks. I immediately sped up like Usain Bolt.

He first took a few short jogs to build up his strength, and then took a big stride to cross the store entrance in one go.

As Luo Qiaoqiao was making drinks inside, she looked up and vaguely saw a black rat passing by the shop entrance.

"I've been so tired lately, my eyes are blurry."

Rubbing her pretty almond-shaped eyes, Luo Qiaoqiao pouted her cherry-like lips and said.

But then she saw a familiar figure pass by the store entrance.

Her high ponytail swayed from side to side, and her pure white short-sleeved shirt was a bit too big, but it still couldn't hide her beautiful figure. Underneath her pink sweatpants were perfect ankles, with slightly protruding ankle bones, like a layer of skin tightly attached to a priceless jade treasure.

There was a tall, handsome boy next to her, who was talking to He Yimei.

He Yimei only responded with a smile, and her occasional replies were perfunctory.

Her gaze remained fixed ahead, as if someone was waiting for her there.

Or perhaps she's expecting someone to be waiting for her.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes had slightly upturned corners, revealing a sorrowful melancholy within.

Seemingly sensing the gaze, He Yimei turned her head to look into the bar.

Luo Qiaoqiao reacted quickly, lowering her head and crouching slightly, seemingly rummaging through the cabinet below.

Luo Qiaoqiao was somewhat afraid of He Yimei, not because of her appearance, figure, or family background.

It stemmed from the fear in her heart. After all, she was also a student at No. 3 Middle School, so she naturally knew that Xu Bo had been pursuing He Yimei madly for three years.

The boy she's liked since childhood is now pursuing another girl relentlessly, and the whole thing is practically common knowledge.

Luo Qiaoqiao is not afraid of anything.

That's all she's afraid of.