Translator: _Min
Si Fuqing replied with one hand.
[9]: A small hitch, will be there soon.
[S]: Okay, Blue Mountain Café, black hat and mask, blue trench coat, gloves, and scarf.
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow.
He was wrapped up even more tightly than she was.
[9]: I never asked you, do you have social anxiety? Remember when we were singing at the bar, and a girl brought you flowers, you didnât even dare to speak.
[S]: Right, you have social awesomeness, accepting flowers from everyone, even hugging the girls.
Si Fuqing:
Can that be called social awesomeness?
She was just trying not to hurt any girlâs feelings.
The elder Mrs. Zuo was still pleading tearfully behind her.
With a light heart, Si Fuqing rode away on her bike.
In the city center.
A very quiet café.
Su Yang sat in the farthest corner.
He stared at the time on his phone, not blinking, his coffeeâs milk cap had melted, and he hadnât touched it.
A waiter approached, âSir, would you like a fresh cup? Or perhaps some snacks?â
Su Yang shook his head politely, âNo, thank you.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The waiter retreated, a bit disappointed at failing to strike up a conversation.
Su Yang kept watching the time, growing more restless.
After a while, footsteps stopped in front of him.
He looked up, seeing a very young girl.
Thinking she was another one asking for his contact, his tone grew cold,
âSorry, Iâm busy, not interested, donât need anything.â
âAhem, Ahem!â Si Fuqing slightly lowered her mask, her fox-like eyes twinkling, âLittle Brother Su, youâre getting better at rejecting girls, big brother is proud!â
This familiar tone made Su Yangâs pupils shrink sharply, âYou!â
âItâs your big brother.â Si Fuqing confirmed, âNo mix-up, absolutely not.â
Su Yang remained silent.
After a few seconds, he began to question his existence.
A few more seconds passed, and his worldview completely collapsed, leaving him in a standby mode.
âHey? Hey?â Si Fuqing put her mask back on and waved her hand in front of him, âDid you just power down? You didnât used to have this symptom, did
After a long silence, Su Yangâs sharp gaze finally locked onto her, and he asked,
âAre you immortal? Or a mutant?â
âIâd love to stay forever young,â Si Fuqing sat down, âbut unfortunately, Iâm not. â
âYou didnât look like this before.â Su Yangâs voice was cold, âWe havenât seen each other for six years, havenât been in contact for three, and you look even younger than me.â
Si Fuqing bluffed, âI was in disguise back then. What you saw was a fake face.
Actually, I am quite youngâ¦â
âOkay, you were in disguise, with a fake face, but your body is still yours, right?â Su Yang nodded, half amused, half frustrated, âLetâs do the math, six years ago, you were twelve. Did you even hit your puberty at that time?â Si Fuqing:
She wasnât sure if this was a compliment on her figure or a criticism.
âJust, well, some things canât be explained,â Si Fuqing fell silent, âAnyway, I, as an individual, havenât changed.â
âFine, I believe you.â Su Yangâs eyes lifted, his words deliberate, âIâve said, as long as itâs you, Iâll believe.â
He had always been frail since childhood, wandering abroad.
It was following several nomadic artists that he entered the world of music, learning the drums and guitar bass.
When he first met Si Fuqing, he was only sixteen, working in various bars overseas to survive and earn tuition fees for two people.
It was Si Fuqing who rescued him when he was surrounded by a group of foreign thugs, and she even sponsored his high school education.
Later, when the bar was blown up by drug dealers, he had to find new work.
Until three years ago, all news from Si Fuqing had completely stopped.
Knowing she was from Great Xia, he came to look for her but found no trace of her.
Life is so short, and there are so few life-and-death friendships.
Si Fuqing was slightly taken aback.
âAlright.â She smiled, âThen, are you interested in helping a few dream-chasing youngsters achieve their dreams?â
Su Yang looked up, âYouth With You?â
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, âYou know?â
Su Yang pressed his temples, somewhat agitated, âYou think I donât go online and donât know youâre a mentor?â
Si Fuqing blinked innocently, âI saw it in your forum. Your fans say youâre young but live like an old man, and you donât even know how to use Weibo..â