In the car, with several people of the opposite sex present, Meng Jingwei found it inconvenient to take off her clothes, nor did she have any to change into.
She had to ask Lu Yanming to pull the car over to the side of the road so she could buy a new outfit.
Coincidentally, there was a men's clothing store next door. Song Ci tugged at his sweater. "I'll go buy some clothes too. Damn, it's so hot."
The two of them got out of the car and went their separate ways into the clothing stores.
Inside the car, Lu Yanming, driving, lit a cigarette and took a few irritable puffs, his refined face clouded with gloom.
Flicking the cigarette butt out the window with his fingers, he said thoughtfully, "Do you think she can accept reality?"
Han Yu, sitting in the passenger seat with his arms crossed, stared straight ahead, his brows as dark as ink, seemingly not having relaxed since he saw Meng Jingwei.
He sighed, "She is far stronger than we see."
"Yes, she is indeed a good girl. It's no wonder Muyue dotes on her so much." Lu Yanming nodded.
*Ding—*
Suddenly, Han Yu's WeChat chimed with a notification.
He took out his phone, unlocked it, and found a WeChat message.
He tapped to open it and saw it was a message from Cheng Xiaorui. The first message was a picture.
White snow covered the ground, and snowflakes filled the air. A small hand wearing a black glove held a cotton candy. The heart-shaped pink cotton candy had a smiling face on it.
The second message read: [When I went downstairs just now, I saw someone selling cotton candy. I bought one, and they charged me five yuan. Are cotton candies that expensive now?]
Seeing the message Cheng Xiaorui sent, Han Yu's normally poker face first faltered, then he couldn't help but chuckle.
Cheng Xiaorui rarely contacted him. He never expected her to send him this kind of message today. She was probably just wanting to share her good mood.
"What are you looking at? You're smiling like an idiot." Seeing Han Yu chuckle, Lu Yanming curiously tilted his head and glanced at the phone. "Is that from the little mute?"
Little mute?
After Lu Yanming spoke, Han Yu looked up, a cold glint in his eyes. He immediately shook his head. "I misspoke, I misspoke, haha..."
"Her name is Cheng Xiaorui. She has a name."
Han Yu enunciated clearly, his tone heavy with a hint of warning.
"Alright, Cheng Xiaorui, little Rui sister." Lu Yanming seemed to have momentarily forgotten about Qing Muye's situation. The gloom on his face lifted as if the sun had broken through the clouds, revealing a long-lost smile.
They had been brothers since childhood, as close as family. Qing Muye's predicament had also brought them immense pain and suffering.
Han Yu was very pleased with Lu Yanming's address for Cheng Xiaorui. Just as he opened his phone's keyboard, contemplating what to reply...
Two messages on the screen were recalled before his eyes.
Recalled?!
[Sorry, sent by mistake.]
Soon, a sentence appeared in the chat dialog box.
Looking at the explanatory sentence, the smile that had been spreading across Han Yu's face instantly vanished, and his relaxed brows furrowed again.
Sent by mistake?
So, who was she sending messages to?
Suddenly, a thought surfaced in his mind.
She, had fallen in love?
Lu Yanming was talking to Han Yu and noticed his silence. He turned to look and saw his expression was off. He leaned in again to glance at the message on his phone and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Could Xiaorui be in a relationship?"
Upon hearing this, Han Yu's brows furrowed even tighter.
His gaze sharpened. "Is it that obvious?"
"If she weren't in a relationship, who would send such a childish picture? Only young couples in love share everything with each other."
Lu Yanming raised his hand, put the cigarette in his mouth, and took a puff, chuckling. "You really are a blockhead."