Revolving Sushi Restaurant (Part 3)

He Yinxin gazed at her, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

He took the cake she offered and softly replied, "Thank you, Xiaochun."

Jiang Yichun shook his head and picked up a tissue from the side: "Okay, okay, I've told you so many times, we're friends, you don't need to thank me."

"Come on, make a wish."

He Yinxin took off her glasses, and her tear-filled eyes slowly closed.

He clasped his hands together and made a wish in front of the cake.

Jiang Yichun's gaze fell on his lips again.

His rosy lips trembled slightly.

He Yinxin, what kind of wish would you make?

As a friend, I hope...

All your wishes will come true.

Forever free.

When the young man in front of her opened his eyes, she still stared at his lips.

"Koharu?"

He Yinxin noticed her gaze, her eyes trembled, and she touched her lips.

Is there something in my mouth?

Jiang Yichun trembled all over and shook his head like a rattle drum.

Her face turned red, and she hurriedly grabbed several empty plates from the table and stuffed them into the hole.

"Haha, Lao He, let's... let's have a raffle!"

He Yinxin looked up at the big screen.

After an animation, four large characters appeared: You've won!

The gashapon machine on the conveyor belt was rolling, and a pink gashapon fell out of the window.

Jiang Yichun opened the capsule toy, and a pink-eared rabbit keychain fell out.

He Yinxin's gaze also fell on the little rabbit, and her eyes lit up.

Noticing his gaze, she shoved the pendant into He Yinxin's hand: "Here, Lao He, it's for you."

"You seem to really like it?"

He Yinxin took the little rabbit with trembling hands.

It's furry and soft.

He Yinxin's fingertips continued to caress the little rabbit.

He covered his mouth and whispered in response, "Yes, very, very cute."

His cheeks were flushed as he clutched the little rabbit in his palm, as if he were holding onto something precious.

He clutched the little rabbit until the two of them left the conveyor belt sushi restaurant.

The afterglow of dusk engulfed the earth as the two walked side by side on the sidewalk of the main street.

Ahead lay the constantly changing traffic lights.

The endless stream of cars passed before Jiang Yichun's eyes, her ears filled with the sounds of car horns, noise, and horns.

The clearest sound was the faint breathing of the boy next to me.

All she could smell was the faint scent of kapok on him.

When the green light came on, the two walked side by side across the pedestrian crossing.

Neither of them uttered a word, yet both had each other in their thoughts.

A gentle breeze blew in late spring, lifting the strands of hair from Jiang Yichun's forehead, with a few sticking to her lips.

After crossing to the other side of the road, He Yinxin noticed those few strands of hair.

He turned around and met her gaze.

"Xiaochun, your hair is messy." His hand, hanging at his side, trembled slightly.

Jiang Yichun raised her head, met his gaze, and smoothed the stray hairs from her forehead.

"Is it still chaotic now?"

She unconsciously took a few steps forward, her body almost pressed against his chest.

Her warm breath sprayed on his cheek, carrying the scent of the fruit candies he had just eaten to cleanse his palate.

He Yinxin's language system completely crashed at this moment, and his gaze fell on her lips.

Her lips trembled and moved up and down.

In that instant, he suddenly understood why she had been staring at his lips.

"I...I'll help you..." He unconsciously raised his free hand and brushed away the stray hairs from her hair.

His fingertips brushed against her cheek unintentionally, causing a blush to rise there.

She could also feel the soft touch of his skin.

Jiang Yichun avoided his burning gaze and instead looked at his well-defined hands.

Her hand slowly reached out towards the hands that were clutching the little rabbit keychain.

Just as they were about to touch it, those troubling memories came rushing back.

Reason and fear once again overwhelmed the throbbing in my heart.

What exactly have I been doing today?

How could I get so close to him and let him help me with my hair?

Jiang Yichun stood frozen in place, the previously suppressed fear reignited by the quiet atmosphere.

She looked at his well-defined hands again.

Sister Xi Xi waved her hand in front of her again.

Yes, Sister Xixi.

He Yinxin only says that Sister Xixi is his friend.

But they didn't look like friends.

But judging from their character, they don't seem to be in a romantic relationship.

So what about them...?

Suspicion caused the boy's smile to gradually distort in her eyes.

It's no longer that gentle face, but a mix of rotten bananas and ham.

If this problem isn't resolved, will rushing into that relationship mean stepping into the same river only to drown in it and never be able to get out again?

She abruptly pulled her hand back, creating some distance between them.

"Old, Old He, you, you... I, I..."

"I just... I just accidentally touched it."

The joy in He Yinxin's eyes gradually faded. He stood still and softly hummed in agreement.

"I know, after all..."

"We're just friends."

“But, Xiaochun, I…” He raised his head again, his eyes fixed on her.

"I……"

I don't want to be just friends with you.

I am Xixi.

The two sentences were vying for precedence on his lips, but he just couldn't bring himself to say them.

He knew his own lies, and he knew her fears.

"I'm very happy."

"Even though you said we're friends and there's no need for thanks, I..."

I still want to say thank you.

"Thank you for being in my life."

There were no kisses, no hugs, no holding hands, not even a single word of liking.

All that's left is a thank you.

Jiang Yichun stood in the breeze, looking at his hair, which was also ruffled by the wind. He suppressed his racing heart and took a few steps back.

She lowered her eyes and replied softly, "I understand."

"That's all for today, I... I need to get back to meet a deadline. See you tomorrow!"

She vanished before him like a gust of wind.

Only He Yinxin remained standing at the school gate, still clutching the little rabbit keychain in her hand.

Watching her retreating figure, he murmured:

"I like you, Xiaochun."

The girl he liked rushed back to her dorm room and plopped down in her seat.

Jiang Yichun tilted his head back, panting heavily.

He clearly told himself to run away, to run away if he encountered someone he didn't want to meet.

Why did I choose to run away in the end, even though I clearly looked forward to seeing him?

She finally calmed her breathing and rubbed her wrist.

Therefore, He Yinxin...

Jiang Yichun rubbed her chest, her mind filled with memories of him.

The first time they met, they gradually got closer and discovered that the human also had fluctuating emotions.

A clumsy yet tender emotion.

He always kept his distance from himself, but he was always able to see his own heart clearly and firmly catch his wandering emotions.

When anxious, he seeks guidance; when compassionate, he seeks help; when helpless, he finds solace in his embrace.

He never truly embraced her, yet she felt as if she were always in his warm embrace.

Do humans and machines have feelings? Do humans and machines have love?

The memories surged more and more intensely, and her heartbeat quickened with each recollection.

She was almost about to deliver a verdict on her feelings for him, but froze at the last second.

There's also Sister Xixi.

What exactly is the relationship between He Yinxin and Xixi?

Jiang Yichun was panting heavily when he heard Su Yanyue's giggling voice.

She was having a video call with her best friend back in her hometown.

"Yanyan, come here, look at my character. She has several aliases, it's so cool."

"Wow, that's impressive. How did they recognize you?"

"Take a guess? You've made quite a few big headlines before, haven't you?"

"Could it be like those jokes online, that 'they never appeared at the same time'?"

"Perhaps there are... similar body parts?"

"All correct! Oh my god, Yan Yan, you truly deserve to be called a law whiz!"

"Haha, what? Stop flattering me. My brain is about to explode from memorizing this."

Vest.

They have never appeared simultaneously.

Similar body parts.

He Yinxin and Xi Xi have the same beautiful hands.

He Yinxin and Sister Xixi will not appear at the same time.

Sister Xixi always makes excuses to avoid meeting me.

Jiang Yichun's hands and feet were ice cold. She remembered that a certain mobile app could be used to look up the names of students in school.

Trusting Xixi, she never searched for Xixi's name on that software.

"Clang!"

She took out her phone and shakily opened the app.

She opened the graduate student system, entered the School of Management, and typed "Yang Xuexi" into the search box.

The result was a blank page.

There is no such person as Yang Xuexi in the graduate school.

This result was as decisive as a gavel in court.

All the doubts, all the details, all the coincidences, all come together at this moment to form a single line.

The lines on He Yinxin and Xixi's hands became clear instantly.

He Yinxin is Xixi.

She exited the software, her mind a jumbled mess, a torrent of emotions churning within her.

He Yinxin, he pretended to be a girl to get close to me.

He first asked me to share an order with him under the guise of being "Sister Xi Xi," and then guided me to get closer to him.

Her mother's words echoed in her ears again:

"Be wary of men who are very nice to you from the start."

"They're all bad people."

Yes, He Yinxin is no good.

He pretended to be a woman to deceive himself.

cheat.

An unforgivable deception.

She let out a long sigh of relief.

Yes, she fell for him because he had been deceiving her by pretending to be Xi Xi; it was his lies that created her illusion.

When lies exist in a relationship, it must be severed immediately, like cutting off rotten flesh from one's body.

Her mother's experience and the lesson from Ham Bro kept replaying in her mind like a nightmare.

He Yinxin is a liar; you should hate him.

He's a liar just like his father; we must hate him!

Jiang Yichun looked up and sighed with relief.

Great, finally, finally I can find a reason to hate him.

Finally, I don't have to face the biggest problem: "liking" someone anymore.

Jiang Yichun felt a lump in his throat, opened the chat app, and found the familiar cat head icon.

Sister Xixi... you never existed before.

It turns out you were just a lie he told.

Jiang Yichun edited the good news and sent it to her again:

Hey XiXi, are you free tomorrow? I've been wanting to meet up with you in person.

After all, we've been special friends for so long.

But if you have something else to do, then forget it.

After sending the last message, Jiang Yichun stared coldly at his phone screen, anticipating how the other party would come up with a new excuse to escape this trap.

How exactly did this swindler continue to keep her in the dark?

"drop."

The other party replied almost instantly.

"XiXi" only replied with two sentences:

Okay, see you tomorrow morning at nine o'clock under the tree in front of the library.

I want to see you too.