Gu Muxi glared, astonished, âStinky Feng, isnât that an overreaction? I just wanted to eat a couple pieces of your chicken, was such a big reaction necessary?â
âCough cough, Little Xixi, letâs talk about chicken and not bars, civilized you, me, him, ha!â Yi Feng quickly wiped his mouth, then tidied up the table.
Gu Muxi scratched her head, puzzled, âTalk about chicken and bars, whatâs uncivilized about that? Really!â
âJust remember it, come on, Iâll give you the chicken pieces. Iâm full, canât eat anymore.â Yi Feng transferred some chicken pieces into her bowl.
âHa ha, thanks Stinky Feng!â
Gu Muxi happily pecked him on the cheek.
Yi Feng chuckled, âIâll give you two more pieces, how about another kiss?â
Gu Muxiâs cheeks flushed, she spat, âHumph~ Dream on, I wonât!â
Stinky Fengâs skin is really getting thicker!
Isnât he embarrassed?
Right, his skin is probably too thick for even missiles to penetrate.
âStinky Feng, Iâm a bit thirsty, wait here for me. Iâll go buy two bottles of drink. Do you want Jienlibao?â she stood up and asked.
âWow, Little Xixi is so proactive for once, then Iâll have a bottle of Jienlibao,â Yi Feng laughed.
âHumph~ I do have some pocket money, okay? Iâll go buy it. You wait here for me.â Gu Muxi said, bouncing out of the store.
Yi Feng looked around the old store, finding such old Cantonese arcade stores quite charming. They were enduring, and the old clock covered in cobwebs, taped to the wall with transparent tape, the worn-out painting of the sun rising over mountains, and the tables and chairs shining with grease, checkerboard tiles.
And yes, the flip-flops worn by the middle-aged owner, occasionally making a flapping sound as he walked.
The entire ambiance was a blast of old Canton nostalgia, making one feel familiar and nostalgic.
Suddenly, Yi Feng noticed an empty spot in the corner, where a silver Walkman was placed on a chair.
Hmm? Who left their Walkman behind after eating?
Yi Feng stood up, picked up the Walkman, and opened it to find a Sun Yanzi cassette inside.
He looked around, only three tables of customers were left in the store.
Just then, the middle-aged male owner happened to pass by, and Yi Feng said, âBoss, it seems someone left their Walkman here. You keep it for now, in case they come back for it.â
The middle-aged owner, carrying a bucket of chicken soup, didnât turn his head, âOkay, just leave it there for now. I canât hold it at the moment.â
Yi Feng shook his head, smiling, and was about to place it properly at the cashier.
âClassmate, classmate, hello, that seems to be my Walkmanâ¦â
Suddenly, a cheerful and clear female voice rang from behind.
Yi Feng was startled, because the voice was too familiar.
Like a lightning bolt, the voice struck his brain, numbing him.
He couldnât believe it and turned around to see the girl behind him.
The girl was wearing a floral dress, with shoulder-length hair, a butterfly headband on her head, oval face and willow-leaf eyebrows, carrying a bit of the demure grace of a Southern girl, seeing her was like a breath of spring air.
When he saw the girl in front of him, his mind exploded, completely stunned, staring at her.
The girl seemed to blush under his gaze, diverting her eyes, not daring to meet his, but still pouted, âCl-classmate, thatâs my Walkman, could you, could you return it to me?â
Yi Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the storm inside him, then handed her the Walkman.
âHere, your Walkman.â
The girl joyously accepted the Walkman, then gratefully said to Yi Feng, âThank you, classmate. This Walkman is very important to me; itâs a birthday gift from my dad. Iâd be very sad if I lost it!â
âReally, thank you so much! Iâll treat you to a meal sometime!â
The girl extended her hand, laughing warmly, âHello classmate, my name is Lu Yao, nice to meet you!â
Lu Yaoâ¦
The two words circled in his mind, her voice repeating over and over.
Hello classmate, my name is Lu Yao!
Lu Yao, his once wife, her appearance suddenly evoked countless memories in him.
Yi Feng stared blankly, looking at her immaculate hand, then at her, instinctively wanting to reach out, but then hesitated and lowered his hand.
His heart could no longer remain calm.
Facing the woman he had deeply loved for seven years, who betrayed him at the end of his life, his emotions were extremely complex and entangled.
To say he could completely ignore it was impossible; those seven years of sweet marriage had many beautiful memories, deeply etched in his heart.
The vows of love seemed still fresh in his ears, each embrace felt like owning the world, each passionate kiss was so fervent, every gaze into each otherâs eyes saw deep, bone-deep love.
Some say, the depth of love once had equals the depth of hatred when betrayed.
When Yi Feng saw her true face, those cold eyes, her aloof demeanor, his heart filled with hate, but more than that, pain, as if a sharp blade was wildly stirring in his heart!
The seven years of beauty seemed to become beautiful bubbles, those sweet images like bubbles, ultimately punctured by her cold gaze.
He wanted to know, why did she change?
When did she change?
Yi Fengâs mind raced with countless thoughts, emotions overwhelming him, his eyes reddened, tears shimmering.
âWhy did you changeâ¦â he stared at her, murmuring, his voice low and hoarse.
âAh? Classmate, what did you say? I changed? Do you know me?â Lu Yao tilted her head, her face full of confusion.
She felt the emotions of the male student in front of her were quite wrong.
As if⦠he was deeply saddened, a sadness that tugged at the heartstrings.
She suddenly felt the urge to lend him her shoulder to lean on.
But reason told her not to do so.
Still, she was puzzled, why did this male classmate become like this upon seeing her.
âClassmate, are you okay?â Lu Yao asked with concern.
Yi Feng was startled, then coldly said, âIâm fine, you can go.â
It was time to let go.
To completely let go.
Once loved, once hated, but now, to each other, just strangers.
And will only ever be strangers.
Lu Yao, puzzled but still waved at him, saying goodbye, âUh, okay, then classmate, Iâll go first.â
With that, Lu Yao turned and left, her floral dress blending into the crowd on the street.
Just then, Gu Muxi, carrying two bottles of drinks, brushed past her.
Gu Muxi, bouncing joyfully, ran up to Yi Feng, sweetly said, âHere, Stinky Feng, your Jienlibao. I asked for room temperature, I donât want you to drink something cold in the morning!â
Yi Feng forced a smile, âItâs fine, room temperature is good.â
âBy the way, who was that just now? A classmate of yours?â Gu Muxi turned to look in the direction of the street; she had seen Yi Feng talking to a girl when she came back.
Yi Feng shrugged, smiling, âDonât know her, just a stranger.â
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