All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

"Jiang Tang, can I ask you... a few questions?"

"Several refer to..."

"Three, three is fine, I'm not that important... so I won't take up any more of your time, Jiang Tang."

An Qianxi spoke with a smile, yet it inexplicably evoked a sense of heartache.

Jiang Tang gave her a deep look.

"Alright, go ahead and ask."

"Okay~" An Qianxi took a deep breath and then exhaled.

Her expression relaxed, or perhaps she was just pretending, and she asked with a smile.

"Jiang Tang...did you ever like me at all?"

An Qianxi's voice was husky, giving people the feeling of a sandy watermelon in summer. It wasn't very sweet, but some people preferred its texture.

"...What exactly is your understanding of 'liking'? You're so beautiful, who wouldn't like you?"

"Just because she's pretty...?"

"Yes and no. I noticed you when I first entered high school. You were tall and thin, with fair skin and beautiful legs."

"During boring breaks in class, I would gaze at your figure, like looking at a flower or a cloud. But at that time, I never thought that we would have a close connection. Perhaps it was meant to be like this between us."

"But you looked at me so many times... didn't you ever think that I might misunderstand you?"

An Qianxi sniffed.

When a girl starts to care about someone, it often begins when that person cares about her.

They are passive, they are gentle, they... tend to overthink, but these are not flaws, provided they meet the right person.

Jiang Tang suddenly lowered his head.

"I have no idea……"

Upon hearing this, An Qianxi remained silent for a long time before she composed herself.

She could smile at Jiang Tang again and show him her best self.

An Qianxi remembered that Jiang Tang had said he liked her smile.

"Okay, now for my second question."

"However, we agreed this time that we can't use 'I don't know' as an answer."

"It's already been used once, so using it again would be a foul."

She quickly added extra conditions, acting like someone who couldn't win the game and then used her privilege as a pretty girl to cause trouble and use additional rules.

But who could dislike her unreasonable and argumentative nature?

Jiang Tang always indulged her, and this time was no exception.

"And also, Jiang Tang, could you move a little closer to me?"

"You're so far away, I can't reach you."

"……it is good."

He then approached An Qianxi, who opened her arms as if to be hugged.

But Jiang Tang didn't hug her. Seeing the expectation in her eyes dashed and her eyes dim, he realized that she was not happy.

“The second question…” she murmured.

"Jiang Tang, will you like me in the future?"

This is an even harder question to answer than the first one.

What's past is past. Whether Jiang Tang answers yes or no, the outcome of their separation will not change.

But he was choked up, and apart from saying "I don't know," he didn't know what else to say.

Jiang Tang, Jiang Tang, where is the quick-witted and eloquent you who usually coaxes Shi Xue?

Jiang Tang quietly clenched his fist and answered.

"Perhaps."

Again, it's ambiguous. An Qianxi stood up angrily and punched Jiang Tang's chest with her little fist.

"You...bad guy!"

But after hitting him, she hugged Jiang Tang tightly without thinking, burying her face in his chest.

"What am I to you... anyway?"

"You are a very beautiful scene in my youth."

Jiang Tang, unusually, did not remain silent.

"So you just pass by the beautiful scenery and never thought about staying, right?"

An Qianxi's tone was fragile, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

Jiang Tang's heart suddenly ached, but he pretended to be calm, and the sadness disappeared from his eyes without leaving a trace.

"...This person is like a rainbow; you only know they exist when you encounter them. This person is like a rainbow; you can only meet them by chance, not by seeking them out."

"You never used to recite poetry to me."

“I only do what is expected of a boyfriend; reciting poetry is a special service.”

"Can I also request a special service?"

Anyway, there's no need to ask the third question anymore, I already know... the answer.

"what?"

"Fuck me."

Suddenly, with a burst of strength, An Qianxi grabbed Jiang Tang's tie tightly.

Unexpectedly, he was taken away by An Qianxi.

fall.

………………

It hurts a lot, my lips hurt a lot.

A wound appeared on Jiang Tang's lower lip.

The girl was actually quite strong; otherwise, Jiang Tang wouldn't have been unable to break free at that moment.

As Jiang Tang left An Qianxi's house, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, just like his mood at that moment.

It took him a long time to soothe the little princess who was crying in his arms.

They took her back to her room, made her some brown sugar water, and when they brought it over, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging a doll beside her, as if she herself had become a doll.

"Don't leave me... Jiang Tang."

"At least, don't leave me before I fall asleep."

"It's a little hot, I... will wait until you finish drinking it."

“Mm.” An Qianxi nodded.

Deep down, he knew this was Jiang Tang's pity.

As the brown sugar water cooled, I also waited for my feelings for him to cool.

Jiang Tang sat beside the girl, his right hand touching and stroking her long, flowing hair.

Time passed slowly, and an unnamed beast roared in my heart.

Now it's impossible to know what An Qianxi was feeling when she uttered those two words.

Just like Jiang Tang, he didn't understand why he was still staying here.

Hesitation will inevitably lead to chaos.

Jiang Tang thought An Qianxi would cheat when the brown sugar water cooled down.

But she only woke up from that bewildered look and rubbed her reddened eyes.

I heard Jiang Tang urging me.

"Drink it quickly, or it will get cold."

She nodded softly.

"it is good……"

Then she obediently drank the soup bowl that Jiang Tang handed her, her slender, jade-white fingers supporting the porcelain bowl as she tilted her head back.

He gulped it down in one go.

Jiang Tang considerately picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, and An Qianxi did not resist.

Like a very obedient child who thinks that this way they can gain love and affection.

Jiang Tang took the bowl, intending to wash it in the kitchen and put it back in the cupboard, but An Qianxi suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes with a very light touch; in fact, it could have been torn apart with a little force.

But it's like a kite and its string.

Jiang Tang was afraid that if the kite flew away, the girl holding the string would be left behind forever.

"What's wrong?" he asked, trying to calm himself down.

"There's bleeding."

"Eh..."

An Qianxi asked Jiang Tang to come closer to her, and Jiang Tang leaned down.

This time, An Qianxi picked up a tissue and held it to Jiang Tang's lips. There was a wound there that had not yet healed, and blood was seeping out.

She said this while carefully wiping it.

"Because Jiang Tang is no longer my boyfriend, so this can't be considered a work-related injury."

"..."