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

Upon arriving at the store, Huo Shanshan hesitated for a moment before getting out of the car. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't.

Lin Feng reached out and ruffled her hair: "Go on, see you tomorrow."

Huo Shanshan hummed in agreement and got out of the car.

Lin Feng sat in the car, lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, started the car, and drove towards Jinxiu Garden.

Zhang Min has already bought an apartment in Jinxiu Jiayuan, a large three-bedroom apartment of over 130 square meters.

She wanted to put Lin Feng's name on the deed, since the money came from him, and she wasn't with him for money.

But Raymond Lam insisted that she write her own name, saying that this was a safeguard for her.

When he arrived at his door, he took out his key and opened the door. Zhang Min was squatting on the living room floor, unpacking his luggage.

One of the suitcases was open, and it was already half full.

The clothes were neatly folded and categorized—T-shirts in one stack, pants in another, underwear in a separate storage bag, and socks rolled up and stuffed into the gaps. Toiletries were wrapped in plastic bags, and pillboxes and chargers were all bagged and categorized.

Hearing the door open and seeing him return, Zhang Min didn't ask what he'd been doing the night before, but instead asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Raymond Lam replied: "Not yet."

"I've left some rice and millet porridge for you in the pot, it's still warm."

Lin Feng changed his shoes, went to the kitchen, lifted the pot lid, and found that the millet porridge was thick and there was a layer of rice oil floating on top.

There were two boiled eggs and a small dish of pickled vegetables on the side plate.

He carried the bowl of porridge to the living room, squatted down next to Zhang Min, and watched her tidy up while he ate his porridge.

"Where did you put my gray hoodie?" Lin Feng asked.

"Please pack a sweatshirt in your suitcase. It will be cold when you get to Beijing."

Lin Feng nodded: "No need to bring so many clothes. It's not like I'm not coming back. I can just buy them over there."

As Zhang Min packed, she said, "You're going half a month late. You'll definitely have a lot to do at school, so you won't have time to buy clothes."

Lin Feng smiled, finished his porridge, peeled the eggs, and ate them one by one.

Zhang Min zipped up her suitcase, stood up, patted her knees, and said, "Don't go hungry in Beijing, eat on time."

"Um."

"Don't drink too much alcohol."

"Um."

"Don't flirt with too many young girls from Beijing."

Lin Feng looked up at her: "When did I flirt with someone?"

Zhang Min glanced at him and said, "You're covered in hooks, you hook wherever you go."

Lin Feng stood up, reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and leaned down to kiss her.

A long, French kiss left Zhang Min weak in the knees; she placed her hands on his shoulders and gripped his clothes tightly.

After a while, Zhang Min pushed him away, panting and blushing, "Ugh, in broad daylight..."

Lin Feng slapped her plump buttocks and smiled.

Zhang Min glared at him, but the corners of her mouth were turned up.

She turned around and continued checking the box, stuffing in two more packets of his favorite beef jerky and a bottle of chili sauce.

Lin Feng stood by and watched, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

"I'm leaving the Taobao store to you," Lin Feng said.

"Don't worry, I won't make up for it." She turned around, looked at Lin Feng, her eyes were a little red, but she didn't let the tears fall.

"Call me when you arrive."

"Yes, I do it every day."

Zhang Min smiled, but as she smiled, a tear still fell. She quickly wiped it away and turned around, pretending to look for something.

Lin Feng hugged her from behind, his face pressed against her neck: "Don't cry, it's not like you're not coming back."

"Who's crying? I got sand in my eye."

Lin Feng hugged her and swayed her twice. Zhang Min leaned against him, took a deep breath, and then patted his hand: "Alright, you still have things to do, right? Don't delay us."

Raymond Lam released his grip, grabbed the car keys, and went out.

He does indeed have other things to do.

Sun Xiaoli.

The two agreed to meet at their usual spot—a cold drink shop next to the Huanan Bus Station.

When Lin Feng arrived, Sun Xiaoli was already sitting inside, with two cold drinks in front of her.

She was wearing a light pink dress, her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and she wore light makeup. When she saw Lin Feng come in, she stood up and smiled, but the smile seemed a little forced.

"Long time no see," she said.

Lin Feng nodded, walked over, and sat down opposite her. The two looked at each other but didn't say anything.

The speakers in the bubble tea shop were playing Jay Chou's "Quiet," as if providing background music for the two people's silence.

"Are you going to Beijing?" Sun Xiaoli asked first.

"Okay, I'll leave tomorrow."

"Are your three girlfriends coming along too?"

"Um."

Sun Xiaoli nodded, lowered her head and took a sip of her cold drink, biting the straw flat.

She looked up at Lin Feng, and suddenly smiled, a bright smile just like before.

"I have something to tell you."

"Um?"

"My family is actually quite wealthy."

Lin Feng was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"My dad bought a garment factory in Guangzhou, and my mom is going to go and help out. I'm graduating, and I'll be leaving with her on October 1st."

Lin Feng looked at her, his mind racing.

He always thought Sun Xiaoli was just an ordinary young woman from an average family, but he never expected her to be a rich second-generation.

"Why didn't you say so before?"

"You didn't ask." Sun Xiaoli tilted her head and looked at him.

Actually, Raymond Lam is not a typical scumbag, because he cherishes and cares deeply for every girl he meets.

Today's parting may very well mark the end of his relationship with Sun Xiaoli. He had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Seeing that his expression was off, Sun Xiaoli stood up, sat down next to him, took his arm, and pressed her face against his shoulder.

"Raymond Lam, before we part, could you give me one more chance?"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that it was drowned out by the music.

Lin Feng looked down into her eyes, which held anticipation, nervousness, and a little fear of rejection.

He took his car keys out of his pocket and waved them.

Sun Xiaoli laughed, a laugh like a fox who had stolen a chicken, and pulled him outside.

The two went to a hotel near the station.

As soon as they entered the room and the door closed, Sun Xiaoli rushed over, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him on tiptoe.

The two embraced, kissing as they walked, until they reached the bedside, where they collapsed together, frantically undressing each other.

"Raymond Lam? Will you forget me?"

"No, what about you?"

"You're my first man, how could I possibly forget?"

A moment later, Raymond Lam, poised and ready, announced: "I'm here!"

Sun Xiaoli's face was flushed: "Come on... don't be shy."

"ah……!"

Time ticked by, and the two were already drenched in sweat.

Afterwards, the two lay on the bed, with Sun Xiaoli on his chest, drawing circles on his abs with her fingers.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was dark, with only the bedside lamp on, casting a warm yellow light on the two people.

"Raymond Lam".

"Um?"

"If you forget me, I'll come to Beijing to find you. My parents are in Guangzhou, and they can't stop me from going to Beijing."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Okay."

Sun Xiaoli was satisfied. She put her arm around his and closed her eyes. After a few seconds, she opened them again:

"Your online entertainment center must be doing pretty well, right?"

"good."

"When I get back from Guangzhou, you have to treat me to some fun."

"OK."

"It's a deal, no backing out."

"I won't renege on my debt."

Sun Xiaoli closed her eyes again. This time she was truly sleepy, or rather, exhausted. Her breathing gradually became even.

Lin Feng looked at her, reached out and brushed the stray hairs from her face behind her ear, then picked up his phone from the bedside table and glanced at it.

Tiger sent a text message: "Brother Feng, 8 PM tonight, same place restaurant, private room booked. The brothers all say they want to toast you, you're not leaving standing tonight."

Raymond Lam replied with a single word: "Get lost."

Tiger replied instantly: "Hahahaha, see you tonight."

Lin Feng put down his phone, looked at the ceiling, and went over the events of the day in his mind.

Huo Shanshan, Zhang Min, and Sun Xiaoli—three women, three farewells, three flavors.

I need to pick up Song Yan and the other two tomorrow, so I need to get plenty of rest today.

He closed his eyes. Sun Xiaoli was already asleep beside him. He smiled faintly, put his arm around her, and gradually fell asleep as well.