Letters from the future disrupt a peaceful daily life.
Angel Senpai: No matter what choice you make, I will stay by your side.
Wealthy Boss Lady: You've been kept by me; you can ref...
Bai Ye said resentfully, "Couldn't you be a little gentler?"
"Hmph, I've already been very gentle," Ye Qingcheng said disdainfully. "A grown man can't even endure such a little pain."
Bai Ye: "I think you have some misunderstanding about what a real man is."
Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him: "What misunderstanding? So what if you're afraid of pain! You coward!"
Bai Ye retorted, "What does being afraid of pain have to do with being weak? Besides, how could a strong, virile man like me be weak!"
“But I heard that boys who are afraid of pain are because they are delicate and weak!” Ye Qingcheng glanced at Bai Ye’s waist and shook her head.
white night:……
Are you serious about the way you're staring at my waist?
I'm going to sue you for defamation!
Bai Ye emphasized, "I'm not afraid!"
She replied perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Her hands didn't stop moving as she carefully applied the medicine to Bai Ye's face.
Bai Ye grimaced in pain, making Ye Qingcheng shake her head in disbelief.
They were practically saying, "Are you sure you can do this? You idiot!"
Bai Ye felt that he would eventually break down, as if his manly dignity had been challenged.
After finally finishing applying the medicine, Bai Ye got up and went to the mirror by the sink to look at her rosy left cheek.
I sighed inwardly: Will I have to wear a mask to go out tomorrow? That would be awful.
Just then, the doorbell rang, startling Bai Ye, who wondered who it could be at this hour.
For a moment, his mind wandered. After all, this was Ye Qingcheng's house; who could be looking for her?
Ye Qingcheng's ringing phone soon provided him with the answer.
"Hello, the delivery is at the door."
"OK, thanks!"
Just after hanging up the phone, Bai Ye said:
"Didn't you have dinner?"
Ye Qingcheng shook her head: "I ate it. My milk tea has arrived. Go and get it for me."
Bai Ye opened the door and saw two cups of milk tea by the door, so she brought them inside.
It usually takes half an hour to an hour for takeout to arrive here, so Ye Qingcheng clearly ordered it ahead of time.
It's very likely that he ordered it when he arrived, and the meaning is self-evident—two glasses, no doubt about it.
Bai Ye, whose face wasn't hurting as much anymore, said, "That's so kind of you, you even ordered me a drink!"
Ye Qingcheng tossed her head haughtily: "Who said it was for you to drink? Can't I have a couple of glasses?"
"Okay, okay," Bai Ye said dismissively. "By the way, which one do you want? Mochi or jasmine?"
Ye Qingcheng was very dissatisfied, but Bai Ye didn't listen to her at all: "I never said I was going to give you any!"
Bai Ye indicated that she was listening: "Oh!"
"Hmph, I want jasmine mochi." Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to change her mind and said, "The mochi should be 50% sweet, you should be able to handle that, right?"
She knew Bai Ye didn't like overly sweet things, so she specially ordered it with 50% sugar.
Bai Ye teased, "Didn't you say you wanted to have a couple of drinks? Why are you suddenly considering my feelings?"
Ye Qingcheng was embarrassed and annoyed: "Who considered your feelings! Can't I use it to feed the dog downstairs? Who would specially buy you milk tea?"
Bai Ye: She's getting anxious, and he's getting anxious!
He thought Ye Qingcheng was quite adorable at that moment!
I clearly bought it for him, but he just won't admit it; he's such a proud and stubborn person.
Bai Ye inserted the straw, handed the cup belonging to Jasmine to her, and then drank another cup herself.
It's still from Gu Ming; I haven't had it in a long time.
I usually drink Mixue milk tea because it's cheap. Now that I'm in college, I rarely buy anything other than Mixue.
Unlike in high school, I don't drink as much anymore.
Bai Ye casually asked, "Where's your brother? Did he go back?"
Ye Qingcheng said helplessly, "Not yet. Let's send him back tomorrow and let him stay outside a little longer. Anyway, he's happy as long as he doesn't go back to school."
Bai Ye expressed his understanding: "It's normal, it's normal. Senior year of high school is stressful, everyone wants to get some fresh air outside."
After all, he came from a private school and had experienced all sorts of things. Back then, he used all sorts of excuses to ask for leave to go home.
School lasts 12 days a week, then there's a two-day break. You'll feel like you're going to rot from being stuck at school all day.
Back then, information was scarce, and every time I went home and went online, I felt like I was falling behind the times.
For people who are bad at studying, being able to not study is a source of happiness.
Even for those who excel academically, learning isn't necessarily a joyful experience.
He firmly believed that learning was a painful process, but the results of learning were clearly visible.
They clearly understand the benefits of learning, but they just can't help but hate it.
Between persisting and giving up, they chose to settle for the status quo.
When I was a child, I was carefree in the countryside and had no worries about studying. Playing was the most important thing.
As I grew up, studying became my top priority, and my childhood memories seemed to fade.
He didn't study well, and he didn't play well either.
That seems to be a summary of his high school life—an ordinary and uneventful one.
Ye Qingcheng was different; she had never experienced the intense, demanding life of high school, and she relied entirely on herself.
Compared to her, Bai Ye felt like a complete waste.
She envied those who had the intense study of high school because her family's financial situation did not allow her to attend an expensive private school.
Because of her rural household registration, she couldn't get into a public school in the city, and her upward mobility was almost completely blocked.
If Bai Ye had considered switching identities with the other person, he probably would be wandering somewhere long ago.
"Is it good?" Ye Qingcheng looked at Bai Ye, curious as she had never tasted the milk tea in Bai Ye's hand before.
Bai Ye commented, "It's alright."
Bai Ye turned his head to look at her and said jokingly:
Would you like to try some?
As he spoke, he handed the milk tea to her.
Bai Ye, who knew her well enough, was certain that she wouldn't drink it.
But unfortunately, today's proud girl doesn't seem to play by the rules.
Ye Qingcheng was somewhat tempted by Bai Ye's words, but hesitated again when she thought of the straw Bai Ye had used.
Then she remembered that she had just kissed Bai Ye, so a mere indirect kiss didn't seem like much of a problem.
This left her feeling dizzy and unsure of what to do.
The next second, her body moved closer instinctively, and her little mouth pursed the straw.
Bai Ye's pupils widened, and his face stiffened.
No way! Girl, I was just kidding, you really do it?
After taking a sip, Ye Qingcheng turned back as if nothing had happened, acting as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.
But her ears were as red as ripe cherries, completely betraying her inner thoughts.
What did I just do?!
How could I have sucked on it? It was covered in Bai Ye's saliva, and I actually...
For a moment, the atmosphere fell into an endless silence.
Bai Ye awkwardly tried to ease the tension: "How does it taste?"
"It tastes pretty good."
Then it quieted down.
"I heard the stars are really bright tonight!"
"Um!"
...
Bai Ye was speechless and didn't know how to liven up the atmosphere.