"What are you really thinking?"

"Thinking about what?"

"About Liu Siyan, you can't make promises but you don't want to see her fall..."

"I don't know either, taking it one step at a time."

"That's not like you, you're always the one who plans everything out."

"How can feelings be planned?"

"From what I've learned from the old class monitor, I know a bit about this girl. Back when you were in H City, it was for her, right? If it weren't for Shen Zuimo, you two would probably be a great couple..."

The chopsticks paused suddenly. As expected, just hearing that name made him so attentive.

"I'm not a saint, especially when it comes to feelings. I'm really conflicted and torn right now. You're right, I am selfish, I want Siyan back by my side. But do I have the right? I don't have the face for it. So, taking it one step at a time."

Upon hearing this, Li Kuo smiled and said nothing. Indeed, Xiaofan isn't a saint. There's no perfect person in this world, but being able to face it calmly is truly not easy.

They picked up their beer glasses, clinking them together while sitting at a street-side food stall, finishing a dozen beers without realizing it.

"Back then, I thought you and the old class monitor would end up together. If I had known, I wouldn't have left H City. Or maybe, if I stayed, our lives would be very different now."

"Meng Ying? What a joke."

"I'm not joking. Surely, you haven't forgotten the time I set those conditions for her and waited in the hotel room, only for you to come over and beat me up. We talked afterward, and I realized my mistake, so I sincerely confessed to the old class monitor. But... she had someone else in her heart, and that person..."

As he spoke, Li Kuo gave Xiaofan a meaningful look.

"Hey, hey, you've had a few drinks and now you're talking nonsense. I'm just a pure old classmate, an old friend, of hers."

"That's what she told me herself."

"Tch..."

Xiaofan's expression was a bit disdainful, but not doubting Li Kuo's words. It's just that his emotional world was already packed full. The emotional debts he owed were beyond repayable. So, he didn't dare to think too much about it.

"I've never regretted saving Zuimo that night. It's not that I'm yearning for the life I've lived these two years. If I had to compare, I prefer a plain and ordinary life. But somehow in life, especially for men, if you haven't gone all out for someone, or something, or even a feeling, it feels like you've lived in vain."

"Hey, I truly agree with that. If I hadn't left H City, you wouldn't have had to go chasing shooting stars. I could've just lent you my binoculars, and you could've invited Liu Siyan to watch with you. Why bother going to Phoenix Mountain? But it's a good thing I didn't stay. If you weren't the Ye Xiaofan you are now, I wouldn't even have the chance to avenge."

Li Kuo was referring to the matter of his father being harmed, an irreconcilable hatred. If it weren't for the current Xiaofan, he himself might still be a vulnerable boy.

"Seeing how mature you are now, I'm sure Uncle Li, if he had a spirit in heaven, would be at ease. Don't overthink it, come on, another round."

"Yeah. Cheers..."

Who would've thought, these two just over twenty-year-old men, sitting in this street-side food stall, drinking cheap beer, discussing their lives, and the conversations they had far exceeded the experiences their age would encounter.

Meanwhile, Chen Mengying was also in a taxi rushing towards school, hurriedly buying two buns on the way to fill her stomach, as she hadn't eaten lunch yet.

She had seen Siyan's change clearly earlier. She wanted so much to reveal the truth, but what then? In that instant, she understood why Li Kuo had cautioned her not to leak any information. But without speaking up, when would their misunderstandings ever be cleared?

This girl is too kind, kind to the point of totally forgetting about herself.

Yes, she had refused Li Kuo's pursuit over the phone and stated clearly that her sweetheart was Xiaofan, a declaration unchanged even after many years. Even on that night, something unspeakable happened between them.

Any girl with a bit of selfishness wouldn't have left alone before dawn when the person hadn't even woken up. Any girl with consideration for herself would have used such a fact to demand an explanation.

Mengying knew this; Chen Mengying knew that if Xiaofan knew what happened, knew what transpired that night, even if it was because of drinking, even if she willingly, he would certainly take responsibility. But Chen Mengying never thought to speak up, never considered binding Xiaofan with this matter, just like she said from the beginning, everything was willing.

So, she deeply buried this love, yet was anxious about his situation with another girl. What good method would reconcile the two of them?

Ye Xiaofan, oh Ye Xiaofan, just how much fortune did you accumulate in your past life? What would you do if you knew the truth?

In the afternoon, Chen Mengying called Xiaofan, saying there was an activity with the club.

The content of the event wasn't mentioned, but attending the club would surely explain it. Of course, Xiaofan wasn't one for participating in activities, but if there was an activity, Liu Siyan would definitely be there. This provided a good reason to interact more with her.

Everything seemed to go back to the beginning, the days of great effort to win over a goddess.

At 5:40 in the afternoon, Liu Siyan, having gathered herself, arrived at the club with a few friends.

The club was in an independent room less than thirty meters from the basketball court. Originally intended as a storage room for sports gear, it was later renovated and cleared out, with a space of about three hundred square meters, making it a very nice place.

Inside the club, besides the tables and chairs provided by the school, everything else was prepared by the club members themselves. College life needs to be enriched through one's own efforts.

The members gradually arrived, and many brought their laptops, except for two simpletons who sat at the back with pens and a notepad.

No need to say, those two simpletons were Xiaofan and Li Kuo.

"Ahem, who said to bring pens and note pads? In today's world, who still uses a pen?"

"I thought being a literary society, it would have something to do with literature... a mistake, a mistake." Xiaofan smiled helplessly.

Actually, Xiaofan's thoughts weren't without reason; it's just that he was a bit too traditional.

And when Liu Siyan saw Xiaofan among the crowd, the worries she had just put aside immediately came rushing back.

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