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

This was a reply I gave not long ago.

The boy thought for a moment and then edited the message.

"I want to chat with Master Ye, whom I've always admired, but it seems like anything I say now will be disliked, so I only dare to say hello in the morning and evening. I apologize if I've bothered Master Ye; I won't send any more messages like this..."

After carefully checking it, I added an intriguing ellipsis at the end, then clicked send and closed WeChat.

Like a hunter who has set a trap and is confident that prey will take the bait, the boy hummed an off-key song as he went to take a shower. He then took out some snacks and ate them while reading. After replenishing his energy, he brushed his teeth and went to bed before slowly turning on his phone.

A new WeChat message popped up.

"You dare tell me you have any romantic aspirations? You scumbag!"

This was a response given on the spot.

"Let me make this clear first, I don't mean I'll hate whatever you say. Don't play the victim."

This was a reply after waiting a few minutes.

Are you asleep?

This reply came after waiting for more than ten minutes.

The teenager edits and sends a message.

Goodnight, Master Ye.

"?"

The reply came instantly.

Cheng Fei thought for a moment and then pressed the voice call option.

……

A girl with long, black hair, dressed in pajamas, lay on the bed with her back against the wall, her chin resting on her knees. The screen in her hand was the only source of light in the room.

Goodnight, Master Ye.

She bit her lip lightly, staring at the message sent by the Shiba Inu avatar, her brows furrowing slightly.

Suddenly, a call request popped up.

Her heart inexplicably raced, and she instinctively wanted to press the hang-up button, but her fingertip hovered over the button and then paused.

In the darkness, the girl remained silent for a moment with a complicated expression, then took a deep breath and answered the call. Holding the phone to her ear, she gritted her teeth, "What do you want this time you're calling all of a sudden?!"

After the words were spoken, there was no familiar, clear voice from the boy; only silence on the other end of the phone.

“…Cheng Fei?” Her heart skipped a beat, and she softened her tone.

"Master Ye, are you home?" A nonchalant voice came from the other end, as always with a frivolous tone (in her opinion), yet with a refreshing, youthful vibe like a mint candy, making it hard to resist.

"Yes, why are you asking this?" The girl turned her head and glanced out the window.

"Just asking, I'm home too." The boy seemed quite interested. "And by the way, in bed?"

"So what if I am? What exactly are you trying to say?" An unnamed anger rose in the girl's heart.

"It's nothing, don't get excited, Master Ye. I just haven't heard your voice for many days and wanted to chat with you." The young man's tone was unhurried. "By the way, I'm also in bed, leaning against the headboard."

The girl blinked. She was about to scold the other person for flirting, but a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart. After a moment of silence, she said, "I'm about the same... leaning against the wall."

"Xuanqi seems to be quite busy these past few days. Did you go to work as a bodyguard?"

The girl opened her mouth, feeling an urge to tell the other person to stop beating around the bush and just say what they wanted to say, but hearing that familiar voice she hadn't heard in so long, she couldn't help but want to cooperate.

Otherwise we'll end up arguing again...

"I didn't go, Miss is at the company," the girl said softly.

"So you've been home these past two days?" The boy's voice had a soothing and comforting quality.

"Ah."

"Reading comics?"

"I've seen a little bit." The girl's heart tightened.

Is the comic about to get down to business...?

"Didn't you do anything else?" the boy asked casually.

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback.

"I said I was just reading comics, and didn't do anything else?"

"No." The girl shook her head subconsciously, then added as she came to her senses, "I played around in the corridor for a bit."

"Didn't you never seem interested in the corridor before?" the boy asked curiously.

The girl's eyes flickered. "I'm just trying it out because I'm bored. After all, you all seem to think it's a lot of fun."

"The corridor is quite fun; if you're interested, we can go together another day."

"..."

"Master Ye?"

"Hmm... let's do it another day."

"Okay, that's settled then. It's too late, I won't bother you anymore."

"Hmm..." The girl felt a void in her heart, a sense of loss, and the words stuck in her throat.

"Goodnight?"

"...Goodnight." The girl covered her chest, feeling a strange pang of sorrow in her heart.

So that's all?

"Oh, by the way, I like you, Master Ye. You're really cute. I know you like me too. Nana told me. It's okay if you don't admit it now, I'll make you admit it sooner or later. That's all, goodbye." The boy's unchanging tone made it sound like he was talking about something trivial.

"you--!"

The girl felt as if she had been hit by a bullet; her pupils contracted sharply. Before she could even speak, the other end had already finished speaking and abruptly hung up the phone.

The girl took a deep breath and typed a message in the chat box with trembling hands.

"What exactly do you want?!"

I typed a few words, my fingertips froze, and then I deleted them as if possessed. I turned off my phone and lay down on the pillow, clutching my wildly beating chest as if I had done something wrong. My dark eyes were wide open in the darkness, unblinking.

634. The two people who made the phone call in the morning

The next day.

The girl tied her hair into smooth pigtails in front of the mirror, gazed at her beautiful face with well-defined features, covered her chest, and felt her heart pounding.

"You're so cute..."

The boy's straightforward words still lingered in my ears.

"What a jerk, he'd treat everyone like that." She shook her head violently, bit her lip, and turned to leave.

Breakfast was already laid out on the downstairs table. The girl sat down to eat alone when a message popped up on WeChat.

Good morning, Master Ye.

As always, seeing this smiling Shiba Inu avatar makes her angry and want to punch it.

here we go again……

The girl hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering, before deciding to put her phone away and ignore the other person's tricks, silently lowering her head to drink her oatmeal porridge.

A few minutes later, I couldn't resist taking my phone back and editing the message.

"Good morning……"

My fingertip hovered over the send button, my heart inexplicably pounded, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside me.

Wouldn't that be unfair to Miss...?

"Could it be that you haven't gotten up yet?"

"Could it be that she's deliberately ignoring me?"

New messages popped up.

"Why should I reply to you? You scumbag!"

Delete the previous text, quickly type in the new text, and then send it.

He left the warm oatmeal porridge on the table and stared intently at the screen.

The message seemed to have sunk without a trace, receiving no response.

I closed the software and reopened it, refreshed the messages, but still saw no response. I felt empty inside, and subconsciously pressed my hand to my chest, pressing it slightly.

Isn't that too fierce...?

"What are you doing?"

He quickly edited the message.

"Good morning……"

Delete, modify.

I'm eating breakfast.

Delete it again.

Just as the girl was nervously agonizing over the input box, a call request suddenly popped up.

A smiling Shiba Inu avatar is displayed in the center of the screen, with answer and reject buttons below it.

It was just like when we were on a cruise ship, someone suddenly appeared in front of her and made eye contact, without any sense of distance between us.

The girl stared at the screen for a second in silence, then pressed the answer button and held the phone to her ear, "Hello..."

"Good morning, Master Ye." The boy's casual voice rang out, as if he were eating some kind of crispy food, making a crunching sound.

Scumbag!

She was so nervous here all day, while I was leisurely eating over there...

The girl gritted her teeth, feeling an urge to scold him, but the words wouldn't come out. She pursed her lips and whispered, "...Good morning."

"Master Ye, I'm having breakfast. What are you doing?" The young man's tone was extremely calm and unassuming, yet it had a strange attraction that gradually calmed her restless heartbeat.

“I’m eating too.” The girl glanced at the food in front of her.

What did you eat?

"Oatmeal porridge...and boiled eggs," the girl replied instinctively.

"I'm eating fried dough sticks and soy milk. The fried dough sticks at this breakfast shop on Guang'an Street are especially delicious. Xuanqi has also tried them. I'll take you there next time I have the chance." The boy chattered on and on, as if the two were close friends, sharing even the smallest things.

A strange feeling spread through the girl's heart, like an unripe tangerine, neither sweet nor sour.

"I...don't want to eat."

"Don't like it? Never mind then, what a pity." The boy fell silent as if he were about to hang up the phone.

The girl's heart skipped a beat. "It's not that I don't like it."

"what is that?"

The girl opened her mouth, "We... how could we possibly have a chance to have breakfast together?"

"If you want to, you can, Master Ye. I want to eat with you, don't you really want to?"

The girl panicked for no reason, her eyes reddening, "Don't say such strange things...!"

"Strange? Okay, I won't say it again." The boy's tone was nonchalant, yet it seemed to hide a hint of disappointment.

"What I mean is, it's no use saying it now!" the girl hurriedly added, "...we'll talk about it another time."

"That makes sense." The boy remained calm, seemingly oblivious to her emotions. "I've almost finished eating, shall I hang up?"

"Okay, you can hang up now." The girl bit her lip and took a deep breath. "And don't call me like that again for no reason..."