Feng Ruru flipped through the photos on her phone one by one, her smile deepening.

She could already imagine the scene of Su Ping being doxxed and chased down by her and Tu Hengchuan's CP fans.

On the other side, after Song Qi had walked with Su Ping for a while, he had no intention of letting go of her.

Both of them were quite good-looking, and many people stared at them along the way.

Su Ping couldn't help but struggle slightly, but Song Qi released her.

Why did you just say that?

She was asking about what Song Qi had just said to those two people.

Song Qi looked down at her wrist, which he had just grabbed. After only a few minutes of holding it, the skin on it had already turned slightly red.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they had bullied her.

Only he knew that when he grabbed her wrist, he hadn't used much force at all.

Or is it just that her skin is so delicate?

That night...

Realizing his thoughts had drifted off, he hurriedly and somewhat awkwardly looked away, but the image of that reddened wrist kept popping into his mind, making him feel a little itchy inside.

Why is your face so red?

Seeing that his cheeks were a little red, Su Ping quickly covered her nose and took two steps back.

Please don't let it be a cold or fever; she has a weak constitution and is easily infected.

"Didn't the senior student dislike them?"

Song Qi's words floated out, answering her question.

So he made an excuse to take her away just because she didn't like Feng Ruru and the others?

Su Ping blinked, somewhat dumbfounded.

Did he realize that saying such things could easily cause misunderstandings? Luckily, she was naturally suspicious, otherwise she might have really thought that he liked her.

When Song Qi noticed her staring at him, he realized what he had just said and awkwardly looked away.

"And I wasn't lying."

There will be tests close to the holidays, and he has been busy worrying about his sister, so he hasn't had much time to practice at school.

What's the meaning?

As Song Qi led Su Ping toward the building near the swimming pool, Su Ping hesitated for a moment but ultimately did not refuse.

There must be plenty of male college students at the swimming pool. She's not stupid; who wouldn't want to see free abs?

But the further she went in that direction, the greater her doubts became.

Are they really heading that way? Why are there fewer and fewer people on the road?

Before she could think any further, the sky suddenly boomed, and raindrops began to fall.

Song Qi was stunned for a moment, looked at Su Ping beside him, and without thinking much, bent down and picked her up horizontally.

The sudden feeling of being lifted into the air startled Su Ping, who immediately wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What are you doing? Put me down right now!"

Song Qi stubbornly refused to let go, but awkwardly said, "It's raining, and it's still a few hundred meters away. I'll carry you there."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at her stomach, seemingly casually.

Su Ping immediately understood what he meant; he genuinely believed she was pregnant but was too embarrassed to say it.

"I'm not pregnant, put me down first."

Just as she said this, a loud clap of thunder rang out from the sky, completely drowning out the first half of her sentence.

Song Qi only saw her lips move, but heard only thunder, and couldn't help but ask again.

What did you just say?

The rain was getting heavier. Su Ping wiped the rain off her face and shouted, "I said I'm not pregnant! Put me down right now!"

The sound was very loud, and now it was Song Qi's turn to be dumbfounded.

Not pregnant? How could that be?

He looked at Su Ping's flat stomach in disbelief, refusing to believe that she wasn't pregnant.

If she wasn't pregnant, why would she refuse her arranged marriage and engagement with Xu Yichen? And why would she use pregnancy as an excuse?

Does she really not care about her reputation at all?

While he was distracted, Su Ping bit him on the shoulder.

Song Qi winced in pain and subconsciously loosened his grip.

She took the opportunity to jump off him; if they continued like this, they would both be soaked to the bone.

"Don't just stand there, run!"

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Su Ping couldn't care less about anything else. She grabbed Song Qi's wrist and ran towards that road.

Song Qi was pulled along and started running, feeling his heart begin to pound uncontrollably.

Does the fact that two people are close to each other mean that their hearts are beating for each other?

Thinking of this, Song Qi couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and even his steps became lighter.

The two people ran up the steps, covering a distance of two or three hundred meters, before the heavy rain began to pour down.

Su Ping was patting the rain off her clothes when she saw Song Qi standing motionless beside her, staring at her with a silly grin.

Oh no, did the rain I just got soaked in get into my brain?

She had just stretched out her hand and waved in front of Song Qi when he grabbed her wrist.

Song Qi looked at the light-colored dress she was wearing, which revealed glimpses of her figure after the rain. He pursed his lips, said nothing, and pulled her to open the door behind them.

Su Ping didn't think much of it and followed him inside, saying, "I didn't mean to lie to you, but I'm really not pregnant. You saw it yourself just now, I ran so fast, how could I possibly look pregnant..."

As Song Qi listened to her rambling on and on, he pulled her toward the changing room without looking at her.

When Su Ping came to her senses, she found herself being led by Song Qi to a door.

The wooden door was not open, and it looked like a storage room.

Sensing that she had suddenly stopped and refused to walk any further, Song Qi turned his head to look at her with some confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ping coughed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Where are you taking me?"

She had just realized that there was no one else here besides the two of them, and now that a man and a woman were alone in this place, it was hard for her not to overthink things.

In particular, Song Qi's steps were somewhat hurried, as if he was about to do something.

Some scenes from short films involuntarily surfaced in her mind, startling even Su Ping herself.

Didn't she suffer from amnesia? How could she have those kinds of images in her mind?

Did she have a particularly deep impression of this kind of thing before?

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt the air around her begin to heat up.

Just then, Song Qi was staring intently at her, as if he could see into her heart.

She lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, when suddenly Song Qi reached out and cupped her face in his hands.

His fingertips were slightly cool, contrasting with the temperature of his cheeks.

"you……"

Faced with his sudden closeness, Su Ping subconsciously held her breath and saw her own face reflected in his eyes.