How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

Chapter 73 Some refreshing photos~ (Second update, please subscribe!!)

He took the money, but...

But what?

[Wouldn't that seem a bit too much...?]

【cruel?】

[Hmm... Although I don't like him taking it upon himself to celebrate your birthday, but...]

There's no cruelty involved; that's just how relationships are, especially between men and women. If you're too considerate, it might lead to unnecessary misunderstandings. Giving someone hope, but leaving them with nothing, is the cruelest thing.

The phone screen illuminated Jiang Yiyao's face as she looked at the words she had typed, then leaned back on the sofa.

I had already taken a shower beforehand, but I still sweated quite a bit during the day because it was so hot. Even though the coolness of the night seemed to dry the sweat, it was still very uncomfortable to leave it on my clothes and inside my underwear.

I just transferred the money to Xiao Lili, who then passed it on to Zheng Xiangyang as repayment for the cake purchase.

Just like the words she typed, the cruelty in her mind was a different matter. This could only be interpreted as letting Zheng Xiangyang know that she had no interest in him and that their relationship should remain that of ordinary classmates.

She also didn't want to leave him with any so-called spark of hope, so that he would keep coming closer to her and bother her.

Xiao Lili, as a new friend, might not be aware of this, but it was a style she had maintained since her time at No. 1 High School. Even so, after transferring schools, many boys still tried to contact her.

There was also an opened headphone case on the table.

I took it out, put it in my ears, opened a music player, looked around, and finally chose "Always Quiet".

The sound quality is good, and the key is that once you put them on, you can't hear any of the noises coming from outside this old house with poor sound insulation.

For example, someone driving back, a garbage truck turning over a trash can, or a horn honking on a road further away.

The whole world became quiet, just like this song.

Leaning back on the sofa, I closed my eyes slightly.

I couldn't help but recall the expression on that boy's face when he gave me the headphones. He looked a little dazed... Was he afraid that I wouldn't accept his gift?

Perhaps. In the past, they lived very close to each other and almost always went to and from school together, so they never had the experience of exchanging gifts on birthdays.

At most, it's just two families with a good relationship having a meal together and sharing a birthday cake.

Since we went to different high schools after the high school entrance exam, the distance between us suddenly seems infinitely long. We've almost completely lost contact with each other, let alone remembering each other on birthdays.

It feels like folding a paper airplane.

The moment you fold a paper airplane and throw it, you have no idea how far it will fly.

It's like two people who were once very close suddenly finding themselves in different places; you never know how estranged they'll become.

So, does remembering his own birthday and giving himself a gift mean he's become distant, or is it because he...has grown up?

My love for you has always been quiet, in exchange for the occasional care you give me.

I don't know anymore, but when I think back to his expression at the time, I can't help but smile.

Jiang Yiyao's phone suddenly vibrated. She thought it was a message from Xiao Lili, but when she looked at it...

Daytime Fireworks: [Still awake?]

Jiang Yiyao blinked, thought for a moment, and replied: 【If it's some trivial thing like waking me up in the middle of the night to pee, I'll rush upstairs and knock on your door right now.】

Daytime fireworks: [?]

Daytime Fireworks: [I just gave you a birthday present, and this is how you see me?]

The girl curled her lips and crossed her legs.

It's interesting that when I was a child, I was always told by my elders that I had bad posture if I crossed my legs, and that it would affect my physical development. But as I grew up, it seems that this posture has developed a different kind of appeal.

Take that boy, for example, whose head is filled with nothing but shivering and food. When he crosses his legs, he always sneaks a glance, thinking he doesn't know.

Hmph, it's a pity I'm not old enough to wear high heels, otherwise just imagining myself wearing high heels, crossing my legs in front of him... Hmm? Why should I reward him!

Suddenly, I imagined myself getting a little red.

Biting her lip, she replied: "This gift salvaged 10% of your image in my mind."

Daytime Fireworks: [So you only have eyes for me~ *blushing* emoji.]

Looking at the red-faced Minion on the screen, Jiang Yiyao couldn't help but tighten her fingers, as if she could crush it through the screen.

Yao Yiyao: [If you send that "B" emoji again, I'm really blocking you!]

Daytime Fireworks: [Teacher Jiang, these are the headphones I gave you.]

Yao Yiyao: [The teacher holds a grudge!]

Daytime fireworks: [Hahahaha!]

It seems you can feel how happy the other person is even through the screen.

How annoying. When I first came back here, I was clearly in control of this boy and had the upper hand for the first few days.

How come the situation seems to be reversing now? I've become the one whose emotions are increasingly volatile.

This feeling was very unpleasant, and it also made Jiang Yiyao feel a subtle sense of danger.

Yao Yiyao: [What the hell? What do you want? I'm starting to charge you for just chatting.]

Daylight Fireworks: [So you're such a materialistic woman. I misjudged you.]

Yao Yiyao: [Fifty-one hours.]

Daytime fireworks: [Seems pretty cheap.]

Yao Yiyao: [?]

You're just using me as a chat companion, aren't you?

Daytime Fireworks: [Do you have time tomorrow?]

It seems that only now are we getting down to business.

Yao Yiyao: [You have time, what's up?]

Daytime Fireworks: [I want to buy something for my parents, but I don't know what to pick. Would you come with me to look around?]

Jiang Yiyao narrowed her eyes slightly.

What does it mean to buy something for your parents but not know what to buy?

Clumsy Xu Yan!

Is it so hard to just openly ask her out shopping tomorrow? Her little thoughts were revealed between the lines, but Jiang Yiyao didn't call her out on it.

Yao Yiyao: [What do I get for going with you to buy gifts for your parents?]

Daytime Fireworks: [It hasn't been two hours since I gave you these headphones!]

Yao Yiyao: [Let's keep things separate, understand?]

Daytime Fireworks: [I think you're a Pixiu (a mythical creature believed to bring good fortune).]

Yao Yiyao: [What do you mean?]

Daytime fireworks: [Only in, no out.]

Jiang Yiyao: ?

Was he using coded language?

Daytime Fireworks: [I'll cover all your meals tomorrow, okay?]

Yao Yiyao: [That's more like it~]

Daytime Fireworks: [Get some rest and go to sleep early, bye-bye.]

Jiang Yiyao: ...

Damn it! You're just going to run away after you've finished speaking? What kind of businesslike attitude is that!

The person who used to find others annoying seems to have unconsciously become the one trying to pester them. Of course, the parties involved in many of these situations are not clearly aware of this.

The night is getting deeper, and it's time to rest and sleep.

A lot happened today, some of it was even a bit bizarre, but the focus was mainly on that name. Once you exclude her, it seems like a normal day.

But why does it seem so strange on her alone?

As Xu Yan was thinking about these trivial things, a new message popped up on his phone, which was still on screen.

Ye Shutong: [Are you asleep?]

Hmm? It seems like I just asked that question to someone else.

Perhaps it would be better to ignore her and let things cool down. There's a saying that the way to make someone you don't understand automatically become understandable is through passive-aggressive behavior, waiting for them to reveal their true feelings.

However, Xu Yan was not good at this kind of playing hard to get. Compared to passive-aggressive tactics, he felt that a direct break was more convenient and less strenuous.

But this is Ye Shutong after all.

I thought about it and then typed it out.

Not yet, what's wrong?

Ye Shutong: [You didn't take the clothes you changed out of today.]

Xu Yan was stunned. Of course he remembered that he hadn't taken the clothes with him after changing them off. In fact, he could say that he had deliberately left them there, since there was no way to take them back.

But the fact that I left it meant that she could do whatever she wanted with it. I thought that the soaked clothes had no other use, and Ye Shutong was not short of money, so she would probably just throw them away... So what does it mean to ask me now?

Hasn't it been dealt with yet?

Daytime Fireworks: [Just throw that away... You haven't thrown it away yet, have you?]

Leaning against the headboard, the girl, whose hair was still a little damp, shifted her cold and indifferent gaze from the glowing screen to the other side.

That was a bag I brought back.

I turned my gaze back to typing.

Ye Shutong: [It's lost.]

Daytime Fireworks: [Then why are you asking me this...]

She reached out, opened the bag, and then slipped her slender, fair hand inside.

It's not exactly high-quality, at least not compared to the clothes I usually wear.

Then type with one hand.

Ye Shutong: [I'm afraid you might find it useful.]

Daytime fireworks: [?]

Daytime Fireworks: [You should at least have asked me before you threw it away.]

Ye Shutong: [Should I pick it up?]

Daytime Fireworks: [Never mind, it's not worth much... By the way, how much did your clothes cost? You even replaced your shoes. Should I buy you replacements for both?]

Ye Shutong: [Are you really going to give it to me?]

Daytime Fireworks: [I'm just being polite; I can't afford this. Consider it a gift from you.]

Ye Shutong: [Oh.]

Xu Yan scratched his head.

Is it really free?

This left Xu Yan completely bewildered; he suddenly felt like he owed her a huge favor... even though she was the one who got him into the water.

However, the relationship between them doesn't seem to be an equivalent exchange.

Daytime Fireworks: [Is there anything else?]

Ye Shutong: [That's all, goodnight.]

This person... Xu Yan suddenly felt speechless.

What's the point of coming over and messing around every now and then? It's just a few pieces of clothing, is it really necessary...?

I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably upset.

So I tapped my phone: "Send me some cool photos to see when I'm bored."

Her emotions were so stable, so stable, that it made people want to sabotage her.

And not long after...

Ye Shutong: [Send image]

Xu Yan: ?

It's really happened? For a moment, Xu Yan was almost afraid to look.

Although I saw this girl in a swimsuit during the day... does this really fall into the category of late-night flirting?

Xu Yan still tapped on the phone screen.

The photo Ye Shutong posted is... a large double-door refrigerator.

Damn, it's really cool here!

The boy lay on the bed with his arms outstretched, staring at the ceiling, wanting to sleep in the deep sea.

At the same time.

The dried T-shirt was placed on the pillow.

Her long, ink-black hair cascaded down her back. She gently turned her head, turned off the light, and closed her eyes.

Even as the light faded and darkness descended, her complexion grew even more rosy.

If you close your eyes, you can almost hear the surging tide, the sound of it crashing into the pool.

Besides the surging pool water, there was also the warmth of the embrace I felt as I fell into it.

Just like right now, I'm resting my head on his shirt.