Chapter 31 Chicken Soup for the Soul

This meal left a bad impression on her, so much so that even after Su Wanwan got together with Xie Yanning, she was still quite resistant to the new dishes in the cafeteria, and when she occasionally came to school to eat with Xie Yanning, she would always order the more conservative dishes.

I naturally hitched a ride back with Xie Yanning.

Su Wanwan kept in mind that she couldn't take advantage of the school, took out her phone, and muttered, "I spent 23.5 yuan this time, I'll transfer it back to you."

Xie Yanning stared blankly at the transfer records in the chat box. One transaction this morning, another now, giving her a headache: "Do you have to be so meticulous with me?"

“This…” Su Wanwan thought for a while and said, “Even close brothers should keep clear accounts, it wouldn’t be right to owe you a favor.”

Xie Yanning almost laughed out of anger, and stepped on the gas pedal. "If you want to settle accounts, do you want to include the fare for riding in my car?"

When Xie Yanning returned to school, he wouldn't drive a high-profile car; it was just a four-ring car worth a few hundred thousand yuan, barely meeting the taxi fare standards for high-end vehicles.

"If you want to calculate it, that's not impossible. It cost me 20 yuan when I took a taxi here at noon, but it's rush hour now, so I'll calculate it as 25 yuan for you."

"Su Wanwan!" While driving, Xie Yanning quickly glanced back at her, "Are you trying to make me angry to death before you feel at ease?"

Su Wanwan pursed her lips.

Only by settling accounts properly can one prove their innocence; don't you even understand this?

However, Su Wanwan didn't want to upset Xie Yanning. "Actually, thinking about it, it is indeed a bit petty." She was very flexible and adaptable. "Let's not dwell on these small scores."

"How about this, you take it and then return it to me?"

Xie Yanning was driving, and just like last time, he unlocked his phone and handed it to her, saying, "You can do it yourself."

Su Wanwan took Xie Yanning's clothes—oh wait, his phone—once again, and sheepishly tapped the payment button.

She noticed that Xie Yanning had saved her contact as "Wanwan".

Her name is clearly Wanwan, so why is she saved as such? Are you too lazy to type it out and just using a homophone?

Names with reduplicated characters always sound somewhat tender and intimate.

Su Wanwan felt a bit conflicted; it seemed like they weren't that close yet.

She opened the red envelope and sent herself a 23.5 yuan red envelope. When she entered the password, Su Wanwan handed over her phone, "Scan my face?"

"Use the password, 141125." Xie Yanning gripped the steering wheel without turning her head. "It's inconvenient to drive."

Su Wanwan: "..."

They truly keep traffic rules in mind at all times.

Sometimes, the more you try not to remember something, the more you remember it. The numbers "141125" kept looping in Su Wanwan's mind.

"Professor Xie, if your money is ever stolen, please don't blame me." Su Wanwan took a deep breath. "I'm innocent."

Xie Yanning felt a bit better and smiled, "Yes, I will definitely look for you. After all, only you know the password, so you'll definitely be the first suspect."

"Only I know?" Su Wanwan asked incredulously.

"right."

"..."

Is it possible for a girlfriend not to know her boyfriend's payment password? Or did they change the password after an argument? Wait a minute, didn't they chat a few days ago, according to the messages she casually glanced at this morning?

Is it the Cold War?

It's normal not to contact each other for a few days, right?

Su Wanwan quickly opened the dormitory group chat, "My ideal is to lie flat."

[Su Wanwan: I saw a post on Zhihu where the questioner asked whether she should know her boyfriend's payment password.]

[Su Wanwan: Let me interview a few married or dating individuals. Do you know your boyfriend's or husband's payment password?]

The small group chat suddenly became lively.

[Yang Lewei: I give Shao Chenghua his allowance now, so what's a payment password to him?]

Cheng Xue: Of course! We all use the same card!

[Qi Yun: We haven't reached that stage yet. We're just dating right now, even though I have no secrets from his phone and can look at it whenever I want.]

Cheng Xue: This stench of love is overwhelming me.

[Yang Lewei: You're just walking your cat, and you're leisurely browsing such boring topics on Zhihu?]

Cheng Xue: Yeah, is something wrong?

[Qi Yun: Surely no one's pursuing you to the point of demanding to hand over control of the finances? Putting everything else aside, at least they're serious about it!]

Su Wanwan: "..."

[Su Wanwan: You're overthinking it. I'm just bored. Besides, do I need someone else's financial control?]

The other girls in the dorm all knew that Su Wanwan came from a wealthy family and was definitely not short of money.

[Yang Lewei: Whether it's necessary or not is one thing, but attitude is at least another.]

Undeterred, Su Wanwan tapped on her brother's profile picture, "Brother, does your wife know your payment password?"

Su Shiyan lit a cigarette, looking rather melancholic, and said, "You're always bringing up things you don't want to talk about."

Su Wan understood late in the evening.

Su Shiyan continued to press for answers.

Why are you suddenly asking this question?

Something's up?

If so, you need to show it to us.

Su Wanwan ignored the barrage of questions, put away her phone, and at least came to one conclusion: couples probably don't have many secrets between them, especially when it comes to money.

Xie Yanning had no idea who Su Wanwan was chatting so enthusiastically with. Just as she was about to make a sarcastic remark, Su Wanwan said earnestly, "Young people should communicate more."

Xie Yanning: "???"

"What kind of inspirational quote is this?"

“It’s nothing,” Su Wanwan said solemnly, “It’s the deepest life lesson I learned from my roommates and my brother.”

Xie Yanning: "..."

Okay, even though she's being a bit rambling and doesn't know why she's suddenly feeling this way, at least the person she's talking to isn't someone she's having an ambiguous relationship with.

"Thank you for your guidance."

Su Wanwan felt a subtle pain in her heart, and thought she was such a damn saint.

It was still early when she got back, and Su Wanwan was in a bad mood and couldn't sleep, so she simply drew the curtains and turned on the projector.

While lounging on the beanbag chair, Su Wanwan picked out a classic Chinese horror movie.

The rating is quite high.

To be honest, the sound effects and visuals were quite impactful, but Su Wanwan watched it without any reaction.

She dares to snuggle up with the cadavers in the middle of the night, and she's not afraid of movies at all, even though they're supposed to be fake.

Just because Su Wanwan isn't afraid doesn't mean Yuanxiao isn't afraid.

Yuanxiao, who had been out all day and was already a little tired, was still quietly nestled at my feet as a cushion when a terrifying scene suddenly appeared. It was so frightened that its fur stood on end. With a "meow," its round body nimbly darted to the edge of the balcony and stayed there until the scene was out of sight. Its wide-open cat eyes stared warily at Su Wanwan.

At night, Yuanxiao's eyes seemed to have a yellowish tinge with green, and it was even more noticeable when it stood in the dark.

A pair of glowing cat eyes in the darkness.

"..."

Actually, you might not have thought that you're even more terrifying.

Seeing that its owner had no intention of turning off the projector, Yuanxiao left haughtily.

Su Wanwan ignored it; she could watch it by herself.

However, she probably isn't really a fan of horror movies; she was so bored that she even wanted to play on her phone.

Maybe she really should find a boyfriend.