I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

Cheng Fei's gaze first swept over her slender legs encased in black over-the-knee stockings, then landed on her pretty face, which was filled with a certain impatience.

"Did you see the notice about the cultural festival? It seems like every club is required to organize an event—"

"That kind of thing is fine, I'll leave it to you to handle."

Before Cheng Fei could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Xi's cold voice.

"Then I've decided that our department will open a maid café, you'll be the maid, and I'll make the coffee."

Shen Xi slowly raised her head, her pure eyes somewhat empty. "Can't you see I'm very busy? I don't have time to respond to your filthy nonsense."

"Okay, let's talk again when you have time." Cheng Fei posted the notice on the blackboard.

He then put down his bag and, instead of going downstairs to practice the piano as usual, came to Shen Xi's side to observe her work results over the past few days.

The astrological manuscripts have grown to dozens of pages, spread out on several school desks, appearing densely packed; an ordinary person would probably be frightened at just one glance.

Related books were piled up in a thick stack next to it, and on the other side was a tablet computer displaying web pages related to astrology.

Among a large pile of documents, Cheng Fei found an inconspicuous blank sheet of paper.

At the very top, in neat, small handwriting, it read:

Conclusion: Real constellations can be found in the corridor, but the specific constellations change significantly with the day-night cycle, and are likely randomly selected texture maps.

After the line was written, it was then forcefully smeared over by annoyed horizontal lines, making it almost unrecognizable.

"Have you reached a conclusion?" Cheng Fei asked Shen Xi.

When Cheng Fei picked up the paper, the girl immediately noticed it, but did not stop him; she simply bit her lip silently.

Shen Xi lowered her head and flipped through the book with a blank expression. Perhaps because she had been sitting for too long, her already fair face was pale.

"They observed and recorded for two weeks, lost a set of equipment, and studied until the end of club activities every day without leaving. I have to admire their spirit." Cheng Fei paused. "But a mistake is a mistake."

The girl lowered her head, her long hair obscuring her expression, and her hands, which were resting on her knees, suddenly clenched tightly. "I did nothing wrong..."

"If you really don't want to kiss me, I can understand. I'll just take the loss and let you call me 'husband' once. There's nothing I can do, I just like you." Cheng Fei shrugged.

Shen Xi's shoulders trembled violently. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling and muffled, "Give me some time, I will fulfill the bet, but I did nothing wrong..."

“Rather than fulfilling the bet, I’d rather you face reality.” Cheng Fei looked at her. “Remember what I said? I only need to win once to prove that everything in the corridor is a meticulously designed program.”

The club activity room was so quiet that you could hear the wind rustling through the ivy outside.

"Enough." Shen Xi glared coldly at Cheng Fei. "I told you I did nothing wrong. Today's club activity is over. Please leave."

"What about you?"

"It's none of your business." The girl lowered her eyes and began to organize the materials on the table.

“Okay.” Cheng Fei shrugged.

The boy, with one hand holding a bag and the other in his pocket, strolled leisurely out of the club activity room.

When Cheng Fei reached the fifth floor, he heard the sound of a door slamming shut upstairs.

He stood there and waited for two minutes.

The slender figure with long, dark hair did not appear as he had expected.

He took out his phone, glanced at the time, shook his head, and went downstairs.

A few dozen seconds later, the boy whistled as he turned back and stepped onto the stairs leading to the rooftop.

The door to the club activity room was locked.

But Shen Xi didn't come downstairs...

Cheng Fei stood at the door, looking surprised.

He couldn't help but look around. There was nothing on the rooftop to begin with, so it was completely open to the public, but he couldn't see the girl anywhere.

A sudden gust of wind swept in, causing the barbed wire fence blocking the rooftop to sway and make an unpleasant noise due to its age and disrepair.

Cheng Fei suddenly had a bad feeling, "It can't be that bad..."

"Shen Xi!" he called out.

no respond.

Cheng Fei suddenly remembered that there was a spot on the rooftop wire mesh that wasn't welded securely and was only held to the posts by wire. It was something that any student could easily do if they wanted to start over.

"Shen Xi!" Cheng Fei hurriedly ran to the back of the club activity room, and in the process, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

Her slender figure huddled together, crouching against the wall in a corner made of clutter.

Seeing the boy running towards her anxiously calling her name, she raised her head and forced a cold smile. "I said I would keep my promise, but I just need some time to prepare myself. Can't your despicable nature even wait for that little bit of time?"

Cheng Fei was speechless with anger. "Damn it, I thought you—"

"What do you think I am?"

"It's nothing, goodbye." Cheng Fei turned and left.

When he reached the door of the club activity room, he stopped and waited for a while. Then he tiptoed back and stood in the corner to observe outside.

The aloof girl with long, ink-black hair remained crouched in place, resting her chin on her knees, her pure, ink-black eyes gazing blankly at the distant sky, as if a disheartened cloud was drifting there.

……

46. ​​Cheng Fei's Gift

Cheng Fei walked to Shen Xi's side and looked down at the girl's beautiful face, which was as cool and elegant as a begonia.

Shen Xi remained motionless, only glancing at him expressionlessly. "I'm warning you, I won't forgive you if you use force."

"Tch, there's a limit to narcissism." Cheng Fei rolled his eyes. "I'm going to give you a gift you'll absolutely love. Guess what it is? You'll never guess."

"Don't let vulgar things get in your way." The girl scoffed.

“Vulgar? Let me tell you, the two biggest mistakes you’ve ever made in your life are making a bet with me and saying my gift is vulgar.”

Cheng Fei opened the bag and rummaged through it. "Here, ninety-nine flowers represent my feelings for you."

A cluster of small white flowers caught Shen Xi's eye.

The girl glanced at it and looked away. "Your feelings for me are more mundane than I expected."

"Damn, take another look? I bet you'll regret it for the rest of your life if you don't." Cheng Fei said confidently, "This is a priceless treasure."

The girl turned her head impatiently. "What kind of flower is this?"

"Dawn Flower".

"I'm not in the mood for jokes."

“Really, look closely.” Cheng Fei squatted down and analyzed seriously, “Two leaves, four petals, pure white petals and golden stamens. If you don’t believe me, take it back and study it. It will definitely move you to tears.”

The girl rested her chin on her knees again. "Where did you buy it?"

"I picked them by the roadside when I was jogging to school, and I almost got into a fight with the sanitation worker."

"Enough! Take the proof that you damaged the greenery and get out of my sight."

“It really is a Dawn Flower. Why don’t you believe me? Do you know how much I paid to get these ninety-nine flowers?”

"Is it funny to laugh at me? You've misjudged me." The girl's expression grew even colder, and she lowered her eyes, no longer looking at him.

"Don't mention it, I like you. Seeing you sad only hurts my heart." Cheng Fei said seriously, then sighed, "Never mind, I have to go. I'll leave the flowers here. Remember to take them when you leave. If you don't believe me, smell them. They're genuine Morning Sun flowers."

After the boy finished speaking, he got up and left the rooftop.

……

Cheng Fei went downstairs, first went to the light music club to play the piano one last time, then thanked the three girls and returned the spare key to them before leaving the school gate.

This time, no car came to pick Cheng Fei up; he took a taxi to Nanwan by himself.

Halfway there, Cheng Fei's phone rang, and he answered it.

"Where are you?" a cold female voice asked.

"In the car."

"Where did you buy the flowers?"

"I already said I picked them on the way to school."

"I need the specific location."

"I can't explain it, I've forgotten."

"Take me there now."

"I have something to do, Teacher Shen."

"what's up?"

“Play the piano for Lin Xuanqi.”

How's the training going?

"I'm probably going to die, Teacher Shen. How will you remember me in the future?"

"I'll teach you when you get back."

"It's too late, I'm almost there, Teacher Shen. If you don't want to regret it for the rest of your life holding that bouquet of flowers, hurry up and drive your Mercedes-Maybach to rescue me. It would be best if you also sent two armed helicopters to bomb Lin Xuanqi's house to pieces—"

Before Cheng Fei could finish speaking, the call ended. Cheng Fei could only guess that she had gone to find the Maybach keys.

Cheng Fei got out of the car at the entrance of Lin Xuanqi's manor and walked in.

The man in black at the door glanced at him but did not stop him.

Cheng Fei, with his hands in his pockets, walked straight to the palace gate and raised his arms like a crucifix.

The two men in black standing guard at the entrance looked at each other in bewilderment.

"We're conducting a body search, guys," Cheng Fei reminded them.

A man in black then stepped forward, examined Cheng Fei, and then returned to his original position.

Cheng Fei entered the room with an air of nonchalance, glanced at the empty hall, walked to Lin Xuanqi's piano, and sat down to tutor her on chord fingering.

Nagasaki Asuna would always take a nap with her arm around his left arm, which meant he had less time to practice chords.

After Cheng Fei practiced for a while, Lin Xuanqi, with her chin held high, walked down the spiral staircase and lazily yawned, "I thought you were going to book train tickets again."

Cheng Fei didn't even turn his head. "This is my home. Why should I leave?"

"How's your piano practice going?" Lin Xuanqi ignored him, a cruel smile curving her lips. "You know what happens if you can't play it."

"It's so-so," Cheng Fei said, standing up and bowing in a perfunctory manner. "Please inspect my work, Miss."

Lin Xuanqi walked to his side and behind him, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and looked down at him with great interest.

Cheng Fei placed his hands on the piano keys, exhaled softly, and began to play.

A melodious tune, tinged with a touch of melancholy, slowly unfolded in the magnificent hall.

Lin Xuanqi's pupils contracted, and she didn't even realize that the amused expression on her face had frozen.

The handsome young man lowered his eyes, seemingly completely immersed in the performance, his long, slender, fair fingers dancing across the black and white keys.

The girl stared at his smiling lips and, in a daze, saw a winding, clear stream on the plateau, with small waves splashing crisply on the rocks, and a gentle, unpolished boy sitting casually on the grass, a blade of grass between his teeth.

A gentle breeze from the plateau ruffled a few strands of fine black hair on his forehead. His clear eyes reflected the horizon where blue and green met, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes, as if he were longing for a girl far away. Herds of cattle and sheep grazed not too far away.

"Young Miss, how did I play?"

Lin Xuanqi's consciousness returned to reality only after Cheng Fei finished playing and turned around.

The girl's eyes flickered, realizing she had been staring at the boy's profile for several minutes. A strong sense of vigilance rose within her. "I asked you to play Canon in C major, what did you play?"

Cheng Fei scratched his head. "I think it's called something like Canon Variations. I thought you'd like it more, so I practiced it on my own."

“Pachelbel’s Canon Variations.” Lin Xuanqi took a deep breath, her gaze towards Cheng Fei turning dangerous. “A beginner couldn’t possibly play like this. How dare you mess with me?”

"Absolutely not." Cheng Fei quickly shook his head, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. "I really learned it in a week."

"You've learned this much in a week? Are you trying to call yourself a musical genius?" Lin Xuanqi laughed menacingly.