When Ye Zhou came downstairs, he had already changed into a clean white shirt.

An Youhe looked at the white shirt in her hand and froze.

Ye Zhou chuckled, "You don't think I only wear one white shirt and never change my clothes, do you?"

In fact, Ye Zhou owns seven or eight white shirts of the same style because he is too lazy to bother choosing clothes.

The girl nodded blankly.

Ye Zhou leaned down and whispered in the girl's ear: "So, you like a boyfriend who's this dirty?"

An Youhe's heart was pounding, especially whenever Ye Zhou suddenly approached, it made her feel her heart race.

"I like it, I like it."

"So sweet," Ye Zhou couldn't help but exclaim, taking the opportunity to tilt his head and kiss the girl's cheek.

Taking the girl's soft hand in his, Ye Zhou said, "Come on, let me take you for a walk."

"Where are you going?"

Ye Zhou led the girl to the pink electric scooter, took the dirty white shirt from the girl's arms, and put it in the basket on the front of the scooter.

Did you buy this car?

Ye Zhou casually draped his arm over the girl's shoulder and raised an eyebrow: "So? You have a boyfriend with a car now."

"Okay, it looks good."

If it weren't for his girlfriend, Ye Zhou might have just bought a bicycle, but his male pride got the better of him, and he insisted on buying an electric scooter.

Ye Zhou turned the key and pointed his thumb at the back seat.

"Come on up, young lady, this is your exclusive back seat."

Anyou and Guaiguai sat down; the cushions in the back seat were very soft, making it comfortable to sit in.

Her hands naturally wrapped around Ye Zhou's waist.

The two left the campus. The city of Beijing was still brightly lit at night, with all sorts of signs lit up on the shops along the street.

Ye Zhou rode his electric bike, the cool breeze refreshing him, but the skin pressed tightly against his waist was warm.

It's great to often take An Youhe for a drive; he's found that the two of them are actually more comfortable than when he's alone.

The girl's hair fluttered in the wind as she smiled broadly.

"Did you have fun out here?" Ye Zhou looked at the road and drove very fast, almost shouting out the question.

"Happy," the girl answered in her loudest voice.

The tram travels along the road, and the boy and girl are the only light in the darkness.

Ye Zhou discovered a fun place: the night market.

I never expected that a big city like Beijing would have a night market.

Generally, night markets are filled with small vendors selling all kinds of snacks at relatively cheap prices.

The tram stopped at the right spot, and Ye Zhou took the girl's hand.

"Let's go inside and see if there's anything good to eat?"

Actually, Ye Zhou didn't eat much at the restaurant, and now he's hungry.

The night market was quite crowded, selling various foods such as grilled cold noodles, jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), steamed buns, and wontons, and there were also tables and chairs provided.

There were also many college students coming and going.

Young people generally love to have fun; they attend classes during the day, and even more of them go out at night.

An Youhe had never tried many of the foods before, and it was her first time in a big city, so she was very curious about all kinds of food.

Ye Zhou led her to a stall selling grilled cold noodles.

"Boss, I'd like two grilled cold noodles, one without scallions and one without chili."

The girl gently tugged at Ye Zhou's hand, and Ye Zhou looked down at her: "I, well, I've passed, I can eat spicy food now."

Ye Zhou immediately realized that An Youhe's period had already ended.

"Boss, make both of them spicy!"

"Alright, please wait a moment! It'll be ready soon."

An Youhe stood in front of the stall, watching the stall owner demonstrate his skills attentively.

Ye Zhou could smell the girl's fragrant hair just by looking down slightly.

An Youhe took a bath today, and her body smells of soap and shampoo.

After smelling it for a while, Ye Zhou looked up, wanting to see if there was anything else delicious around him.

result……

Suddenly, I met a pair of familiar eyes.

The two people were separated by a crowd of people coming and going.

Ye Zhou felt a chill in his heart...

Jiang Jiayan, dressed in a standard pink dress, walked towards him with a strange smile on her lips, which was hard to tell whether it was more friendly or more apologetic.

"Ye Zhou, it's been a long time."

Then, Jiang Jiayan's gaze went down and she saw the red rope on Ye Zhou's small wrist, which was wrapped in his large hand, and it was particularly glaring.

Ye Zhou remained on guard and pulled An Youhe behind him.

Jiang Jiayan was accompanied by a girl of similar height, who was her classmate Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang didn't see the tension between the two. Like everyone else, her eyes lit up when she saw Ye Zhou.

"Jiayan, were you classmates with this young man before?"

Jiang Jiayan smiled and said, "Yes, we're classmates."

Ye Zhou kept a wary look at Jiang Jiayan. Meanwhile, the stall owner had already prepared two servings of grilled cold noodles and packed them in bags.

"Gentlemen, your grilled cold noodles."

An Youhe took the plastic bag of grilled cold noodles with one hand and said, "Thank you, boss."

Ye Zhou took An Youhe's hand and walked backwards, without exchanging a single word with Jiang Jiayan from beginning to end.

Jiang Jiayan stood frozen in place with a smile on her face.

Lin Xiang couldn't help but say, "Hey, why didn't he say hello to you?"

Jiang Jiayan smiled and said, "It's okay. He might be a little afraid of me now. I've done some bad things."

"How could that be? You're always so polite to everyone at school, how could you possibly do something wrong?"

Jiang Jiayan shook her head and didn't say anything more.

...

The two people sat at the dining table eating grilled cold noodles.

An Youhe took a bite; it was still very hot. "Delicious."

Ye Zhou ate quickly and said, "Right? Onions are the soul of grilled cold noodles."

An Youhe nodded emphatically in agreement.

After the two finished eating, a light drizzle began to fall on the open-air night market.

Many vendors began to pack up their stalls immediately.

Ye Zhou held An Youhe's hand. Neither of them had brought an umbrella, and the place was quite far from the school. They didn't know if they could get back to school before the rain got heavier.

Even after leaving the night market, the rain showed no signs of letting up.

Ye Zhou pushed the car out and let An Youhe sit in the back seat.

At this moment, Jiang Jiayan was also standing at the entrance of the night market. Lin Xiang took out a folding umbrella from her handbag, opened it, and held the umbrella over their heads.

"Luckily, I had a backup plan."

Then, the umbrella was snatched from her hands.

Lin Xiang watched as Jiang Jiayan took the umbrella to Ye Zhou's side.

"Here are your umbrellas."

Jiang Jiayan's voice rang out, and Ye Zhou turned his head to see an umbrella over his head.

Then, looking back, she saw Jiang Jiayan's companion stamping her feet in frustration.

"No need, you two can use them, thank you."

Ye Zhou said this and drove the tram away.

Jiang Jiayan gazed in the direction the two had left, her eyes filled with desolation.

...

The car hadn't gone far when it stopped by the roadside, and Ye Zhou began to unbutton his shirt.

He covered An Youhe's head with a white shirt.

An Youhe poked her head out, "No, you'll catch a cold if you do that!"

"It's okay, I'm perfectly healthy. You take good care of yourself and don't catch a cold."