After their confessions were rejected, they regretted it for the rest of their lives.

Chapter 102 Summer's End, Summer's End (Three Thousand)

If Zhu Xuening were truly a kitten with cat ears on her head, then now, because of Zhou Juzi, we can probably see her with her ears perked up like airplanes.

To Zhu Xuening, who had met his gaze directly, that woman with orange-yellow hair was dangerous, although she had calmed down now—

Imagine you were intimate with your boyfriend yesterday, and the next morning you find another girl you don't recognize in his house... hmm...

I do get angry easily.

In contrast to Zhu Xuening's cautiousness, Xia Weichan didn't have many thoughts. Seeing that Zhou Juzi's shirt was still open when she got up in the morning, exposing her fair and flat stomach, Xia Weichan was worried that the girl would catch a cold in the morning, so she casually buttoned up the girl's shirt. However, it was indeed inconvenient to use one hand, because Zhou Juzi was holding her other hand.

He spoke up, "Azusa Tachibana... could you loosen your grip for a moment?"

Xia Weichan tried to break free, but the girl's hand remained tightly gripping his wrist. Instead of loosening her grip, she tightened it even more because of his actions. Looking down, he could see Zhou Juzi's hand, with the marks of force on the back of her hand and the veins clearly visible.

Those slightly upturned peach blossom eyes stared intently at Xia Weichan's face, her lips pressed together until they turned pale as she said, "Don't go..."

"All right..."

Hearing this, Xia Weichan could sense a hint of force in his voice. He opened his mouth, "I didn't mean to leave, it's just... you were using a bit too much force."

"oh."

After Xia Weichan finished speaking, Zhou Juzi deliberately loosened her grip, but her hand holding his wrist never let go. She was afraid that if she let go, Xia Weichan would find an excuse to run away. The girl had no doubt about this, because in her eyes, Xia Weichan was that kind of person who never faced problems directly.

He had done this countless times before, and Zhou Juzi couldn't think of any other way to keep Xia Weichan by his side except by holding on tightly.

And... that girl sitting across from me is really an eyesore.

Sensing the unpleasant view, Zhu Xuening glanced at the heavy rain outside the window and exclaimed with delight, "The rain outside... seems to have lessened a bit?"

In fact, it didn't get smaller.

But the contract she signed with Xia Weichan stipulated that she couldn't cause trouble for the other party, and Zhu Xuening had already caused trouble. So she stood up and said as she walked towards the door, "I won't bother you any longer..."

"If you're leaving, you'd better find somewhere to take shelter from the rain before considering going back up the mountain."

Xia Weichan instructed her, pointing to the umbrella placed by the door: "Take the umbrella and go."

"Uh-huh!

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Zhu Xuening nodded like a chick pecking at rice, her fingers kneading the tassel on her wrist, her gaze drifting towards the girl sitting with Xia Weichan, who was practically begging her to leave.

This woman...has a very strong sense of territory...

Zhu Xuening remembered this and waved in Xia Weichan's direction: "See you next time~"

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After Zhu Xuening left, Xia Weichan breathed a sigh of relief. This clever little calico girl still knew her limits.

At least nothing bad happened.

"Tachibana..."

However, just as he turned his head, wanting to say something more to Zhou Juzi beside him, his collar was suddenly grabbed tightly by the girl, and her soft, moist lips pressed right against Xia Weichan's lips. The warm and soft touch blocked all the words he was about to say. Almost instantly, Zhou Juzi knelt on the sofa with one leg, pinning down one of Xia Weichan's hands, and then pressed her whole body against his chest.

"?!"

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds. The girl's knee was pressing down on Xia Weichan's hand. He instinctively tried to push Zhou Juzi away with his other free hand, but just as he did so, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his tongue.

His tongue was bitten by the canine tooth.

"Depend on!"

The two separated, and Xia Weichan frowned. Fortunately, Zhou Juzi's retaliatory push before being pushed away hadn't been too forceful, and he had lost his first kiss.

My tongue tip is still a little sore.

Looking at Zhou Juzi, who was sitting in front of her and had shifted her gaze without any sense of wrongdoing, she questioned, "What do you want to do?"

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The girl licked her lips, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and looked at Xia Weichan, asking, "Why... can just any random girl come into your house?"

"This is my home."

Xia Weichan rubbed his forehead and said, "Aren't you the same?"

"no the same!"

Zhou Juzi gritted her teeth, raised her head to look directly at Xia Weichan, her pink lips parted slightly, and her eyes, which had just opened wide, gradually filled with tears before slowly lowering again. "It's different..."

She repeated what she had just said, but in a much softer voice.

"never mind..."

It sounds a bit like a couple having a fight...

Xia Weichan looked at Zhou Juzi's eyes, which were slightly red from the surge of emotion, and pressed his temples hard, saying helplessly, "You're just like a stubborn little girl..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Juzi pressed her lips together, gently clenched her fist, and a gloomy feeling enveloped her heart. "I..."

The next moment, Xia Weichan's fingers brushed past her eye, wiping away the water droplets that were about to spill. "Huh?"

"I can understand your morning grumpiness," Xia Weichan said helplessly.

Zhou Juzi's skin is as smooth as a boiled egg; even if she hasn't had time to wash her face in the morning, it still feels very slippery.

"I need to go to my university dorm to pack my luggage when the rain gets lighter."

Arguing is pointless. By the third playthrough, which is tied to the eccentric girl Kurimaki Tsuruo, Natsumi has become indifferent to winning or losing arguments.

Moreover, Zhou Juzi is still in the process of being nurtured, and we cannot let this kind of thing affect the progress of her development.

But speaking of carrying luggage...

Xia Weichan suddenly remembered something, and frowned as he changed the subject, saying, "I just remembered your clothes aren't dry yet..."

"Don't go—"

Xia Weichan didn't retract her hand after wiping Zhou Juzi's tears; instead, the girl grasped it again.

She was indeed a little out of control just now, and for a moment she even had the idea of ​​simply knocking Xia Weichan unconscious and hiding her.

The appearance of other girls in what should have been Xia Weichan's living quarters brought Zhou Juzi a great sense of crisis, and even made the girl feel uneasy and panicked.

Xia Weichan cannot leave his side.

This was something she was certain of in her heart.

Zhou Juzi suppressed this thought deep down, quickly shaking her head like a parrot shaking its feathers. Her long, orange-yellow hair spread out and returned to its smooth, flowing state. She stopped dwelling on what had just happened, and instead gently flicked her sleeve, revealing half of her shirt cuff. Zhou Juzi asked softly, "Did you change me into this shirt?"

"Would you like to hear your story of waking up in the middle of the night and vomiting while hugging the sink?"

"Forehead..."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Juzi's face, and she shook her head awkwardly, saying, "No need... I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

As Xia Weichan spoke, she saw Zhou Juzi circle the living room, her gaze finally settling on the kitchen, as if she had suddenly remembered something.

She put down her round, white thighs that had just been draped over the sofa, her slender pink feet stepping directly onto her slippers, and she stood up with a "whoosh." "Have you had breakfast? How about I make you something, like we agreed yesterday!"

"Whatever..."

Seeing the girl's eager expression, Xia Weichan said indifferently.

The rain was still falling. Zhu Xuening, holding the umbrella she'd taken from Xia Weichan's house, slowly strolled along the damp sidewalk, staring blankly at the raindrops falling from the sky. She was very confused...

Mr. Xia seems... to really have no interest in her body.

Or is it because he has a girlfriend?

It didn't seem so, Zhu Xuening rested her chin on her hand, carefully recalling her brief encounter at Xia Weichan's house—

The girl with the orange-yellow hair didn't just express repulsion towards her as the "official wife"; there were other emotions hidden within as well.

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There was absolutely no sign of them living together, yet she acted like the lady of the house in front of me.

This suggests that the position of the official girlfriend is not secure.

But this doesn't really concern her.

Zhu Xuening shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

The main thing is... she couldn't see any extra desire in Xia Weichan's gaze as he looked her over. Could it be that he really wanted to cultivate her?

A cold wind carrying a few drops of rain blew by, causing the girl to cough softly twice.

"So sleepy..."

Zhu Xuening had originally prepared herself for the role of a mistress, or to put it bluntly, a third party.

After realizing Xia Weichan's true intentions, she was instead at a loss.

"Ding-dong~"

My phone beeped with a message notification: "Mr. Xia?"

Zhu Xuening murmured something to herself, then took out her phone to check, only to find it was a message from Ke Yuexuan: "If you have time, come over. I need to ask you something."

"Are you an idiot? You have an umbrella, why do you deliberately get soaked?"

In the park next to the cemetery, there was a pavilion where one could take shelter from the rain. Zuoqiu Hangyu looked at Kurimaki Tsuru, who was shivering and huddled next to her, her whole body soaked by the rain. Ironically, this girl always had a long black umbrella in her hand, but she never opened it. Even when Zuoqiu Hangyu kindly offered to let her share the umbrella with her, this idol dodged it.

So much so that now... she's completely soaked, not a single part of her is dry.

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Raindrops slowly dripped from the ends of Kurimaki Tsuruo's hair, dampening a patch of dry ground in the pavilion. Her face was flushed and looked somewhat unhealthy as she murmured to herself, "That day... he wasn't carrying an umbrella either..."

"Xia Weiyu?"

"Um..

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"All right...

Zuoqiu Hangyu couldn't tell whether the water on Li Juanhexu's delicate face was rain or tears. From the very beginning, she had been struggling with whether or not to reveal the news about Xia Weichan—who was very likely Xia Weiyu—but even now, she was still hesitant.

Zuoqiu Hangyu still had some conscience. Anyone who witnessed a person gradually deteriorating would feel uncomfortable.

Even if the other person might become a rival in love in the future...

After a long silence...

The only sound was the patter of rain.

Kurimaki Tsuruo then spoke lifelessly, "Why have you been following me?"

"Because I'm a policeman's daughter, it's hard for anyone to feel at ease with you like this."

Zuoqiu Hangyu explained, "Besides, we two are quite similar."

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Have you seen a psychologist?

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"Ahem!"

Zuoqiu Hangyu coughed twice: "Don't you find it strange?"

"What?" Kurimaki Tsuruo looked at her.

The relationship between Xia Weiyu and his friend.

Zuoqiu Hangyu recalled what Ke Yuexuan had said in the conference room yesterday in order to extract information. "Don't you find it strange? There's nothing between Xia Weiyu and Duan Rong. As his lover, you didn't even know that Duan Rong and Xia Weiyu were close friends who could entrust their assets to each other..."

"What?"