Siwan opened his mouth, then hesitated for a long time before his handsome face fell as he carefully chose his words—"Mary is 1.8 meters tall, taller than Aheng, while Da Yi is only 1.79 meters tall. Don't you think they're not a good match?"
Ah Heng's face flushed red again.
At 173 centimeters tall, she is rather tall for a girl.
Being so tall, she worried about not being able to get married when she was young. Later, she thought that if she really couldn't get married and no one would support her, she would follow the example of ancient scholars and make money with her calligraphy and paintings. However, this grand plan for survival became a mere formality after she encountered Yan hope's calligraphy and paintings, and she never dared to show it again.
Now, Chen Juan is taller than her, which is really worrying.
Xin Dayi felt his masculinity had been hurt, glared at Siwan, and roared, "I'm only seventeen, I'm still growing, okay???"
"Chen Juan is only fifteen this year, and he's already stopped growing?" Si Wan rolled her eyes at the clueless young man.
"She's only fifteen?" Ah Heng exclaimed in surprise.
"Well, Chen Juan isn't very old. He's a special admission student, and he's won international awards for his violin." Si Wan said vaguely.
Yan hope had already walked a long way forward. Under the setting sun in the alley, the orange afterglow swept across the scene, yet it felt beautiful and warm on the boy.
Xin Dayi's eyes lit up when she heard Siwan's words, and she grabbed Siwan and kept asking her questions.
Ah Heng simply nodded, her eyes fixed ahead, and unconsciously took larger steps, slowly walking towards Yan hope.
"Wen Heng, let's have braised pork ribs tomorrow. I want to eat braised pork ribs." The boy didn't turn around, but yawned as he spoke.
"Okay." Hehe.
"Wen Heng, why don't you join the Ribs Cult?"
"Sixteen Rakshasas?" The Four Vajras and the Eight Arhats are already there, so what's left for her?
"Be my head chef."
"No, the head chef?"
"Here, it's called Big Spoon. Big Spoon? Warm Big Spoon?? Hmm? Hmm???"
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Ah Heng felt as if she had come to know Xin Dayi in a new light.
Xin Dayi, who always had a loud voice and wouldn't open her mouth unless she shouted, has started to learn to lower her voice...
Xin Dayi, who never styled her hair and let the weeds grow wildly, started using mousse and combing her hair...
Xin Dayi, who usually finishes a meal in three minutes and even gnaws on a bone, started eating and drinking soup in small bites and wiping her greasy mouth with a handkerchief...
Xin Dayi, who never liked music class and would secretly spit behind the door when she saw the music teacher, started singing the Yellow River Cantata...
"Auntie, if you keep howling, believe me, I'll kill you!" Yan hope grabbed her beloved pink piggy lunchbox and started smashing it at Xin Dayi.
"The wind is howling, the horses are neighing, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring, ah ah ah oh oh oh oh oh... Ouch ouch, it hurts so much, Yan Xi, don't think I won't fight back... Ah Heng, don't just stand there grinning like an idiot, help me block some attacks..."
oh.
Aheng nodded, took a golden-brown pork rib from the lunchbox, and poked it in front of Yanxi.
The boy let go, bit into the rib, and turned around to find Xin Dayi had already slipped away.
"Brother, I can't thank you enough!" Xin Dayi said, bowing to Aheng with tears in his eyes.
“Brave warrior, you flatter me!” Aheng returned the greeting solemnly.
Just as Yan hope spat out the bone and was about to speak, A Heng pulled over another piece of rib, causing him to swallow his words.
After finishing a lunchbox of fried pork ribs, Yan hope, with his belly protruding, squinted and stared intently at Xin Dayi.
"Auntie, don't say I didn't give you face in front of that person. If you dare to poison my ears again, just try it!"
“I never complained about you when you were singing…” Xin Dayi raised his head.
"You're complaining about my beautiful singing?!" Yan hope stared wide-eyed, his expression incredulous.
Ah Heng broke out in a cold sweat.
She recalled the spectacular scene of Yan hope singing the national anthem off-key, making the mountain road twist and turn endlessly.
Are all the people in the capital so shameless? This made half of the people in the capital blush with embarrassment.
"Yan hope, you sing very well?" Mary turned her head and smiled at the two of them. "EVE's voice quality is quite good, but you haven't practiced enough."
Yan hope nodded, his expression calm.
"Hehe." Xin Dayi blushed and shrank back against Yan hope's small frame.
Yan hope slapped him across the face—"Damn it, why are you blushing?! Are you even a man???"
Xin Dayi looked at Yan hope with a hint of sorrow in her eyes.
"Well, Eve has a really strong musical talent. When we were in a band in kindergarten, he was the lead singer. Rose, aren't you studying music? You could talk to Eve more. Maybe you can train a Michael Jackson! What do you say?"
Yan hope shuddered, looked at Mary, and rattled off a string of words without a single typo.
Mary paused for a moment, then nodded, a radiant smile as alluring as a rose spreading across her face.
Truly, her smile could topple a city.
Xin Dayi blinked and secretly glanced at Mary, her face turning even redder.
Mary looked at Xin Dayi and found it quite amusing that this burly young man was imitating a young girl's mannerisms. Her smile deepened, and her phoenix-tail-like eyes were alluring.
"Yanxi, I heard from Siwan that you play the piano very well. You can play with my violin sometime and exchange notes." May gently extended her thumb and lifted the corner of her eye.
Ah Heng noticed that Mary usually made this little gesture when she was thinking.
"Heh, let's talk about it another time." Yan hope buried his dark head gently in his crossed arms and spoke casually.
Mary turned her head without minding.
In just one glance, Ah Heng felt that she saw contempt in her eyes.
She turned her gaze back to Yan hope, and seeing the boy's fine, soft black hair, she felt relieved, her face calm, and she smiled gently.
This is a touch of warmth amidst the clear mountains and waters, a stark contrast to the previous vague disdain. The two sides, one of ice and one of fire, are worlds apart.
Yan hope is Yan hope; he is neither less cold-hearted nor less considerate.
He is this person, standing here, motionless and without anger, and that is enough.
Chapter 23
Chapter 23
On a sunny spring day filled with the fragrance of rapeseed flowers, the fierce Xin Dayi classmate suffered a spectacular allergic reaction and ended up staying at home as a left-behind child.
"Is Eve resting at home due to an allergy?" Rou Si asked Yan hope softly, her tone full of concern, but a hint of secret joy flashed in her eyes.
Ah Heng looked at Mary with some sympathy, knowing that the girl was nearing her limit.
Xin Dayi is a simple-minded child who sees things very clearly. Ah Heng knew this very well a long time ago. However, being too simple-minded is a terrifying thing.
As someone hides behind the Yan family beauty, blushing shyly, he peeks at the tall, beautiful woman from the east to the infinitely beautiful sunset...
When someone snatched a few greasy pork ribs—which were secretly hidden by Yan Meiren—from the Wen family girl's lunchbox and, with a fawning smile, put them into the beauty-enhancing aloe vera soup that the shredded pork girl had been simmering all night...
When someone stopped playing online games with Yan Meiren and started gazing at the moon all night, wallowing in melancholy, the next day he would appear before Rou Si Girl on time, tears welling in his eyes, and softly recite, "Mary, did you see yesterday's moon? Mary, did you think of the pancakes at the west gate of the school? Mary, are you hungry? Mary, if you're hungry, tell me about EVE, and I'll make you noodle soup..."
When the girl with shredded pork went home, there was always an unidentified creature dressed in black and masked with a wolf-like hairstyle in the corner behind her...
When the girl with shredded pork smiles with feigned elegance, melancholy, coquettishness, and profundity, there's always a drooling, silly, and mentally unstable patient beside her...
When the girl in shredded pork, wearing high heels, looks down at everyone, there's always a large, bear-like dog staring at her with tearful eyes, looking on with a mournful expression...
This is tolerable... but what is unbearable for Grandma?!
"So, EVE, you probably won't be able to come to school for a while, right?" Mary asked Yan hope tentatively, her smile practically reaching the sky.
Yan hope's face twitched involuntarily, but his expression remained calm—"He didn't say."
"Mary, are you thinking of me? Hehe."
The students in the classroom all broke out in a cold sweat.
I thought things would finally calm down for a few days...
Everyone stared wide-eyed, reluctantly looking towards the doorway, and sure enough, there they saw... a bear?
His head, which had doubled in size in the steamer like a steamed bun made from mixed flour, was now swollen so much that his eyes were barely open. His once rugged and handsome face was now only vaguely recognizable by his shiny black hair and his signature silly grin...
Although I hate to admit it, this person is indeed Xin Dayi.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Yan hope was drinking water when he saw the boy and spat it out.
"Hehe, I was so bored at home, so I came back to see you all. Hello, comrades, you've worked hard!" Xin Dayi waved his hand in a leaderly manner, and then glanced at Mary, his small eyes working hard to focus, giving her a flirtatious look.
Mary shivered.
"Damn it! Your trotters are all swollen like sauced pig trotters, and you still dare to wander around here? Get your ass home right now, or I'll beat you up!" Yan hope glared at her bright eyes and threw the book at the door frame.
Xin Dayi shrank back and hid to the side, looking at Yan hope ingratiatingly—"Yan Xi, I'll just say one sentence, just one sentence, and then I'll leave, okay?"
This tone was unlike Xin Dayi's usual manly manner; it was quite childish.
Yan hope waved his hand, rolled his eyes, and felt utterly helpless.
Xin Dayi ran over to Aheng and Mary's desk, rubbed her messy hair a little embarrassedly, squinted, raised her pig-like head, looked at Mary cautiously, and opened her mouth with a silly smile.
"I think I'm starting to miss you, Chen Juan."
He pronounced the girl's Chinese name with great care for the first time, and his swollen face turned bright red.
Mary was stunned.
A moment later, a faint smile appeared, the brightly colored silk scarf around her jade-like neck blooming like a rose, and she nodded politely—"Thank you."
Xin Dayi scratched her hair and lowered her head.
"Hey, Yanxi, Aheng, Mary, comrades, I'm off!" He grinned foolishly, his face swollen, and rushed out of the classroom like a gust of wind, still acting recklessly.
Ah Heng sighed.
She clearly saw that the boy's eyes were a little red when he turned around.