Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

At 1:30 p.m., Lin Feng parked his car in front of Huanan Vocational High School and sent Sun Xiaoli a text message: "I've arrived."

Three minutes later, Sun Xiaoli ran out of the school gate.

She was wearing a pink sweatshirt, flared jeans, and high-heeled sandals. Her blonde hair was tied into two small buns, one on the left and one on the right, like two little dumplings.

She opened the passenger door, got in, and the first thing she did wasn't to fasten her seatbelt, but to kiss Lin Feng on the lips.

Raymond Lam put his arm around her slender waist.

A moment later, the two parted ways.

She pulled a bag of biscuits from her bag: "Here you go, I bought these at noon. Didn't you say you were busy? I was worried you hadn't eaten."

Lin Feng accepted it, feeling a little guilty.

It's been so many days since he returned from Jiamusi, and he hasn't sent a single text message to anyone.

Sun Xiaoli always contacted him, and he would only reply with a few words.

"What have you been busy with these past few days? You haven't come to see me at all." Sun Xiaoli fastened her seatbelt, tilted her head to look at him, her tone a mix of complaint and coquettishness.

"Busy with my studies."

"Give me a break! You think you can be busy with your studies? Who are you kidding?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "I'm busy making money! I'll give you a better life in the future."

"Did you make any money?"

"Of course I made money."

"Then you should treat me to something delicious."

"OK."

The two went to a Korean barbecue restaurant in the center of Huanan County. It had just opened in 2006 and was the first Korean barbecue restaurant in Huanan County. It was extremely popular.

Sun Xiaoli ordered a plate of pork belly, a plate of marinated beef, a plate of beef ribs, a plate of sweet potato slices, a plate of enoki mushrooms, and two bottles of Da Bai Li (a type of Chinese liquor).

The meat sizzled on the grill, oil splattered, and the aroma filled the air.

Lin Feng took out a small box and handed it to Sun Xiaoli:

"Here, this is for you."

Sun Xiaoli exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! There's a gift too? You're so kind! What is it?"

"Open it and take a look."

She opened the box, and inside was a gleaming gold bracelet.

"This...this is gold?"

Raymond Lam nodded: "Yeah! Do you like it?"

He bought this at a gold shop on his way here; it weighs ten grams and cost 1680 yuan.

Sun Xiaoli stared in shock at the exquisite bracelet:

"This...this is way too expensive! Are you going to propose to me? Giving me something this valuable?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Silly girl, how old are we? This is for you to wear. Wearing it will remind you of me."

Sun Xiaoli's eyes welled up with tears: "Lin Feng, you're so kind, thank you."

"If you propose to me, I'll definitely say yes immediately."

"Silly girl, the meat is burnt."

Sun Xiaoli then came to her senses, quickly flipped the pork belly, grilled it until golden brown, cut it into small pieces, and put it into Lin Feng's bowl:

"Try it, I baked it myself!"

Lin Feng took a bite; it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and his mouth was full of fragrance.

"Mmm, delicious."

Sun Xiaoli smiled, her eyes curving into two crescent moons. She picked up another piece, put it in her mouth, chewed it twice, and nodded.

"Mmm, it really tastes good, as expected of me who baked it."

The two ate and chatted. Sun Xiaoli was talkative and talked about all sorts of things; she was a typical jack-of-all-trades but master of none.

Lin Feng listened, occasionally interjecting a few words.

"Lin Feng." Sun Xiaoli suddenly put down her chopsticks.

"Hmm?" Lin Feng looked up at her.

Sun Xiaoli's eyes held no accusation, only pure curiosity. "Is she pretty?"

Lin Feng knew what she was asking.

Don't let her optimistic and carefree attitude fool you; she's actually quite perceptive.

"You're just as good as me."

Sun Xiaoli nodded, picked up her chopsticks and continued grilling, flipped the beef over, and put another piece into Lin Feng's bowl.

"Will you come looking for me again in the future?"

"Of course, as long as you don't mind."

Her tone carried a hint of self-comfort: "A boy as outstanding as you must have many girls who like you. I don't mind, but you're not allowed to lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you."

She smiled, a rather sweet smile, but Lin Feng could tell that there was a hint of sadness and disappointment hidden beneath it.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Feng parked his car at the entrance of the courtyard where Song Yan was staying, but did not go in.

I sent her a text message: "I'm at the door."

Five minutes later, Song Yan came out.

She was wearing a large gray sweatshirt and shorts underneath, but the sweatshirt covered them up, making it look like she wasn't wearing pants at all. Her hair was loose and untied, and her eyes looked a little swollen.

She opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and didn't say a word.

Lin Feng took the bag of cookies—given by Sun Xiaoli.

He ate two pieces, and there was still more than half a bag left, which he handed to Song Yan:

"Want some?"

Song Yan glanced at it, picked up a piece, stuffed it into her mouth, and then turned her head arrogantly to look out the window.

Lin Feng found her jealous expression rather adorable.

The car drove out and arrived at a hot pot restaurant.

They ordered a hot pot with two broths, and Raymond Lam ordered two bottles of beer.

The two ate, drank, and chatted, with Lin Feng using his silver tongue to make Song Yan laugh heartily.

She laughed and then cried, and under the influence of alcohol, she began to open up:

"Raymond Lam! Am I being too immature? But I really like you, and I'm afraid of losing you."

"If you've always liked Liu Jiaqi, you shouldn't have bothered with me. Now I can't live without you, what am I going to do?"

Looking at Song Yan, whose face was streaked with tears, Lin Feng said affectionately:

"Fool, as long as I live, you will not lose me, unless you leave me on your own."

Will you leave me?

Song Yan shook her head vigorously: "No, I won't. I would rather die than leave you. Even if I die, I will still cling to you."

Lin Feng's lips twitched: "Don't make it sound so scary, don't talk about dying or anything. We're both so young. I'm going to take you around the world someday."

Song Yan suddenly stopped crying: "Really?"

"Really, but if you die, I'll have no choice but to take Liu Jiaqi with me."

Song Yan cried again: "Waaah... You're so mean! I won't die! I want to travel the world with you."

Raymond Lam took a tissue and wiped away her tears:

"Alright, silly wife, your eyes are all swollen from crying, you look like a big frog, croak croak!"

Song Yan was amused again.

It was almost seven o'clock when they finished eating, and it was getting dark. Lin Feng said with a lewd grin, "Don't go back tonight."

Song Yan blushed and lowered her head, whispering, "I...I'm not feeling well."

Lin Feng was taken aback at first, then he understood what it meant. This relative's arrival was really timely!

He escorted Song Yan to her dormitory, and she kept turning back to look at him, her face full of reluctance.

Lin Feng also got out of the car and called out to her, "Come back."

Song Yan jogged back: "What's wrong, honey?"

"There's a surprise!"

Lin Feng led her to the trunk of the Audi.

Just as she was looking puzzled.

Lin Feng opened the trunk.

Inside, there was a large bouquet of flowers, 99 red roses, surrounded by colorful balloons and lights.

Song Yan stood there stunned, completely dumbfounded.

A young girl from a small town in 2006 had never seen anything like this before!

Lin Feng took a small box out of his pocket and opened it.

Inside was a gold ring with an arrow piercing two hearts on it. It was bought together with Zhang Xiaoli's bracelet.

Song Yan looked at the gold ring, covered her mouth, and tears streamed down her face again, but this time they were tears of joy and happiness.

"Wife, you say you love me and can't live without me. But I feel the same way too. Please, never leave me, okay?"

Song Yan covered her mouth, already sobbing uncontrollably, and could only nod vigorously.

Lin Feng took her small hand and put a gold ring on her finger.

The two hugged for a good five or six minutes before Song Yan finally calmed down.

Lin Feng gently kissed her lips. After two minutes of kissing, Song Yan took the large bouquet of flowers and went back to her dormitory.

A moment later, Lin Feng heard a group of girls exclaiming in surprise from inside. They were chattering away.

He smirked, got into the car, and started the engine.

My phone vibrated; it was Zhang Min calling.

He answered the phone, and heard crying on the other end, intermittent and broken.

"Lin Feng... could you come pick me up?"

"What's wrong?"

"He was drunk...he hit me...I ran away, I had nowhere to go..."

Lin Feng gripped his phone, his fingers tightening slightly.

Where are you?

"Bus station... I'm at the bus station entrance..."

"Don't be afraid, wait for me, don't go."

Lin Feng hung up the phone, stepped on the gas, and the Audi shot forward.

Outside the car window, the sky over Huanan County was hazy, with low-hanging dark clouds that looked like it was about to rain but couldn't.