My Girlfriend is the Cutest in the World

  After announcing it, Qin Fang saw a drink on the table.
He grabbed it and took a look, “Hey, Lin ge.
Did you bring this back?”

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    The other side gave an affirmative sound.

    “Can I have a sip?”

    “Pour it into your own cup.
Don’t use a straw.”

    Don’t use a straw?

    Qin Fang was a little thirsty.
Not long after waking up, he began to brainstorm places to have dinner with the members on WeChat.
He didn’t have a free moment to drink even a sip of water.

    He directly pulled open the lid of the plastic cup, took his own empty cup, and poured some in.

    “Ah, soy milk,” he smelled the familiar smell, “I really like soy milk.” After saying that, he picked up the cup and took a big gulp.

    “……”

    After a few seconds of pause, he swallowed it with a frown, wondering.

    This soybean milk.

    How come it was…so… solid… in his mouth…?

    “…… Ah, I won’t drink it.
Keep it for yourself, what is this thing.”

    Qin Fang finished insulting him and raised his eyes to see Su Lin’s expression.

    His heart palpitated.

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    Su Lin sneered: “I made you drink?”

    Qin Fang meekly shook his head: “No, I wanted to drink it.”

    Su Lin: “Then don’t waste fucking words.”

    After that, he came over, took the cup of soy milk, and put the straw in.
Sitting on the edge of the bed playing with his phone while drinking, his expression did not change when he swallowed.
It could even be described as relaxed.

    Qin Fang: ????

    Qin Fang almost wondered if the soy pulp was a panacea.

    –

    On Saturday, Lu Yuanyuan didn’t know what was wrong with her.

    When helping her grandma cut vegetables, her knife was moving at a snail’s pace, yet she somehow got a small cut, and finally was driven out of the kitchen.

    She helped her grandpa get a needle, but ended up taking the wrong thing and grabbed a thermometer instead.

    Now after dinner, watching TV with her grandma, grandma was lamenting “Aiya, why did Jin Ping die like this? What kind of vision did this man have to like that mistress.
Right, Yuanyuan?”

    She used to like this TV series and was also very fond of Jin Ping.
Now that Jin Ping was dead, she had no ripples inside.
She prefunctorily gave two “en’s” in reply to her grandma.

    This whole day, her mind was completely empty.

    She seemed to be thinking about something, but when trying to think about what it was, it also seemed like nothing.

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    As her grandma was still insulting the blind man, her phone on the coffee table began to continuously vibrate.

    Lu Yuanyuan picked it up.

    It was an unfamiliar number.

    She hesitated, but picked it up: “Hello?”

    “Lu Yuanyuan.”

    Once these three words rushed into her ears, she immediately held her breath.

    The nerves that had been relaxed all day began to tense.

    She was afraid she had heard wrong: “Senior? Is that you…?”

    “Mm,” The wind made a whistling noise on his side, “You’re home, right? Come down.”

    “…… ah?”

    “I’m downstairs at your house.” After a pause, he repeated, “Come down.”

    She didn’t know why, but although she was able to determine who the person at the other end of the phone was through the extremely familiar and recognizable voice, Lu Yuanyuan felt that his words’ enunciation were different from usual right now: there was some carelessness, and his tone was also a bit strange.

    But none of this could stop her heart from beating faster and faster.

    She shot a glance at her grandmother.

    Not paying attention in this direction.

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    She whispered into the phone again, “Okay, senior.
Give me a mome-“

    “Beep.
Beep.
Beep…”

    Lu Yuanyuan pulled the phone away from her ear and was a little confused.

   … Actually hung up.

    Although there was strangeness everywhere, she still got up and went back to her room to change clothes.

    Recently, the weather was getting colder by the day.
After thinking about it, she put on a sweater and jeans and added a jacket.
She walked to the living room and told her grandma she was going to the supermarket to buy something.
Her grandma was still immersed in the indignation of Jin Ping’s death and nodded absentmindedly.

    Lu Yuanyuan took the key and left the house.

    In the elevator, watching the floor numbers grow smaller and smaller, the hand clutching her phone was a little sweaty.

    After receiving his sudden call, she was a little nervous, a little curious, and just a little bit—happy.

    Just as she was exiting the entrance.

    She immediately saw the person who had just hung up on her.

    In the street light, the person was a bit far too far away to see his face, but she could see that he was wearing a casual black coat.
Because he was tall, it highlighted and made the whole person look particularly slender and his body proportion perfect.

    When Lu Yuanyuan was at the unit’s door, he also started to walk toward her.

    Looking at his legs clad in black pants, Lu Yuanyuan suddenly remembered, from that time in the amusement park when the two of them played bumper cars, his squished-with-nowhere-to-put-them long legs.

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    The person with long legs and a black trench coat took a few steps to stand in front of her.

    Suddenly, she thought: maybe I thought wrong before.

    After seeing him, she was not a tiny bit happier.

    Maybe… a little more than that.

    “Senior,” Lu Yuanyuan played with the sleeve of her jacket and looked up to meet his eyes, “You came to see me-“

    “Ah,” he interrupted her again, “let’s change locations.”

    The words were just spoken.

    When Lu Yuanyuan suddenly felt something pulling her sleeve forward.

    She looked down.

    It was his hand gripping the sleeve of her jacket, thin and slender, with well-defined joints.

    He led her for almost a minute to a bench by a streetlamp, where he let go and raised his chin to indicate, “Sit.”

    He then took the initiative and sat down himself.

    The series of movements was abnormally smooth.

    “……”

    Lu Yuanyuan didn’t know what was wrong with him, but still went over and sat beside him.