Spring Night Kiss.

Outside the door, Xu Zhouye and Lu Yanbai stared at each other, their eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

"Your girlfriend's timing is pretty good," Xu Zhouye scoffed.

His tone sounded really irritating at first glance.

But who is Lu Yanbai? His childhood friend, his best brother, they practically grew up wearing the same pair of pants.

He could clearly hear a hint of grievance in his voice.

The slight annoyance he felt at being kicked out by his girlfriend had now turned into schadenfreude, a sense of schadenfreude for watching the show.

"Hey, Xu Shao, you seem pretty sour." He deliberately leaned closer to smell, "It sounds like some kind of seasoning has been spilled."

Xu Zhouye walked away with a look of disgust.

It's already annoying enough not being able to sleep with my sweet and soft girlfriend, but now there's a fly buzzing incessantly in my ear.

Annoying.

He took a step away, and the fly flew a step closer.

"Who said women only slow down his driving?"

"And who said it was just for fun, and that I know what I'm doing?"

"Xu Zhouye, you hopeless simp! Now you've got yourself kicked out, haven't you? Serves you right!"

Xu Zhouye said expressionlessly, "What are you so smug about? Your girlfriend dumped you anyway."

Lu Yanbai: "..."

"Excuse me." He pushed aside the person in his way and walked straight towards the opposite gate. "Don't block my way home to sleep."

Lu Yanbai: "?"

He quickly followed and squeezed in just as Xu Zhouye was closing the door.

Xu Zhouye glanced at him.

Lu Yanbai laughed shamelessly, "I'll just sleep at your place. If Lingyi can't find me when she wakes up tomorrow, she'll worry about me."

Xu Zhouye sneered: "Heh."

How could the two girls possibly have the time and energy to think about the two of them when they were together?

It really feels like a dream.

In the living room next door, Shen Lingyi pressed her ear against the door, listening for a long time, but she couldn't hear anything.

"Why is there no sound?" She straightened up with a hint of regret. "Xu Zhouye's face was as black as charcoal just now. I thought he was going to beat up Lu Yanbai."

Song Qingjia: "...Why did you beat up Lu Yanbai?"

Shen Lingyi plopped down beside her, grinning as she picked up Song Ergou, stroking its head as she declared matter-of-factly, "Because boyfriends are born to take the blame for their girlfriends, they can't exactly beat me up, can they?"

Song Qingjia paused for a moment; what she said made a lot of sense and she couldn't refute it.

"...You really love making things worse."

"Hehe, it's alright, it's alright. Boyfriends are just for fun, right?"

She placed Er Gou on her lap, her face beaming with gossip: "But... tell me honestly, what mischief were you planning to do just now? Was it...?"

Song Qingjia remained unfazed and did not deny it: "You said it yourself, boyfriends are for playing around with."

Shen Lingyi gave her a thumbs up: "You're the first person to dare tease Young Master Xu like this."

Song Qingjia: "Then he'll have to get used to it."

"Habit? How many more times are you going to tease him?"

"That depends on his performance," Song Qingjia said lazily. "If he performs well, we'll tease him less; if he performs poorly, we'll tease him more."

Shen Lingyi silently mourned for Xu Zhouye. She picked up Er Gou and looked at it: "Er Gou, did you hear that? Your mother is a ruthless woman. She has your father completely under her thumb."

Er Gou was held up by her, his four paws dangling in the air, his tail swaying slightly. He looked at her for two seconds with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, and then yawned.

"Oh, right, I heard something from my mom today." Shen Lingyi suddenly remembered something and changed the subject.

Song Qingjia looked up: "What is it?"

"Nie Yuhuai is going to marry the daughter of the Zheng family."

"oh."

Shen Lingyi asked curiously, "Don't you have anything to say?"

"What's there to say? The Nie family's affairs have nothing to do with me," Song Qingjia said indifferently.

Shen Lingyi thought so too, but...

She wasn't blind; anyone with eyes could see that Nie Yuhuai's feelings for Song Qingjia were unusual, but since he hadn't done anything inappropriate, it left people completely baffled.

"Ask whatever you want." Song Qingjia found it amusing to see her face scrunched up and said.

Shen Lingyi blinked, carefully considering her words before speaking: "I'm just asking. If you don't want to answer, just consider it me talking nonsense."

"Ask away."

"You and Nie Yuhuai, you two practically grew up together, right? Childhood sweethearts and all that... didn't you ever have even the slightest bit of affection for him?"

Song Qingjia wasn't surprised that she asked this.

She thought about it seriously for a few seconds, then shook her head: "I've never liked anyone."

"To me, he was more like the older brother next door." She paused, "and later he really became an older brother."

Shen Lingyi nodded; it was pretty much what she had in mind.

If I were going to like someone, I would have liked them long ago; I wouldn't have waited that long. The premise of feelings developing over time is that there are already inexplicable and unclear feelings from the beginning.

"But he treats you differently, you know. I don't think he's like a sister to me at all," Shen Lingyi muttered. "My brother doesn't treat me like that."

Song Qingjia glanced at her: "So, isn't it obvious enough that I'm staying far away from him?"

"Obviously, obviously, my sister Jia is brilliant."

Song Qingjia leaned back, hugging a cushion: "I really can't control what he thinks, but I'm sure I don't like his type."

Shen Lingyi nodded repeatedly: "I know, you only like Xu Zhouye's type."

Before Song Qingjia could speak, she continued.

"He's handsome and wild, and you can tell he's got real energy in bed. No older man can compare!"

"They transformed our Jia-jie, a cool and aloof woman who only talks about having fun, into an adorable little woman who shows affection in front of car enthusiasts all over the world."

Song Qingjia: "..."

Shen Lingyi humbly inquired, "What kind of bewitching potion did Xu Zhouye give you?"

"Is it because he's handsome and good in bed?" Song Qingjia said quietly.

What's there to be ashamed of?

Wanting to see her blush and be shy? That's impossible.

Shen Lingyi was taken aback, but gave a thumbs up again.

Song Qingjia ignored her, got up and walked towards the bedroom: "It's getting late, I'm going to take a shower."

Shen Lingyi waved her hand: "Go ahead, go ahead."

As she watched her best friend walk to the bedroom door, she suddenly called out to her, sighing, "Qingjia, to be honest, I'm really happy for you that you've met someone like this."

The Song Qingjia of the past was too detached from the world, unlike the vibrant and lively one she is now.

-

The next morning, Xu Zhouye got up very early.

When I woke up, I felt a little uncomfortable because there was no familiar soft and warm body in my arms. Seeing the cold and hard room decor, I felt that it had no taste at all.

Black, white, and gray—it had no color at all, and it wasn't nearly as cozy as Song Qingjia's room.

He got up with a frown, washed up, casually put on a white shirt, and went out to buy breakfast at the entrance of the community.

Just after paying, I saw Lu Yanbai stroll in with his hands in his pockets.

Both of them paused in their steps.

"You're here to buy breakfast for your girlfriend too?" Lu Yanbai smirked, his tone nonchalant. "What a coincidence, me too."

Xu Zhouye ignored him and walked straight out.

Lu Yanbai: "Hey, don't go! Can you recommend a good place to eat?"

Xu Zhouye stopped and turned to the proprietress, saying, "Wrap up everything in the shop for him."

The proprietress: "!"

"Okay!"

Lu Yanbai: "?"

Xu Zhouye had already gone far away.

Lu Yanbai ultimately didn't buy that much. Not only would it be wasteful to eat it all, but others wouldn't get any either. Wouldn't that be spending money to do something bad? He wasn't going to do that.

However, he still gave all the money to the proprietress.

The two people, carrying breakfast, rang Song Qingjia's doorbell. Footsteps were heard from inside soon after, and the door opened a moment later.

Song Qingjia was startled by the large bags in the two people's hands.