Just as the two were about to leave, they heard a voice from the side. It was the thirteen-year-old girl from before, her little face scrunched up: "Ah, so expensive? Can you make it cheaper? This is all the money I have left, and I've been saving it up for so long."
The thirteen-year-old girl was holding the cosplay outfit, looking reluctant to part with it.
"I'm sorry, we have rules and regulations," the sales assistant said softly.
Seeing this, Chu Fang burst out laughing, while the thirteen-year-old girl glanced at him and said, "Uncle, your smile is so lewd."
"I like this cosplay outfit?"
"dislike."
"Why did you buy it if you don't like it?"
The thirteen-year-old girl rolled her eyes: "What's it to you?"
How about I give it to you?
The thirteen-year-old girl blurted out, "You want to sleep with me?"
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud.
Chu Fang's smile froze on his face.
Are all thirteen-year-old girls this clever and cunning these days?
But he quickly realized, "Call me brother, and I'll give it to you."
The thirteen-year-old girl glanced at him, then shook her head: "No, I can't change how I address someone just for a set of clothes. That would be too much of a betrayal of my conscience."
puff!
Chu Fang felt as if an ice blade had pierced his chest.
How could you utter such cold words with your little mouth?
Seeing that the girl was reluctant to part with the outfit, Zhong Tingyue said, "I'll give it to you."
Upon hearing this, the thirteen-year-old girl's eyes lit up: "Thank you, sister."
The girl's cosplay outfit wasn't expensive, costing just over a thousand yuan, but she didn't let Zhong Tingyue pay for the whole thing; she only paid for the small portion that wasn't enough.
The girl, dressed in a cosplay outfit, left the clothing store confidently, waving to the two men: "Goodbye, sister and uncle. I wish you both a long and happy life together."
After saying that, she skipped and hopped towards the cosplay convention, radiating youthful energy.
Zhong Tingyue withdrew her gaze and looked at her fiancé: "Alright, he's already gone, so don't be so upset."
"I don't."
"Your frustration is written all over your face."
"I don't!"
“... ..."
Chu Fang quickly forgot about the thirteen-year-old girl, put the Hanfu into the car, and then took Zhong Tingyue to the cinema. After watching the movie, they went out shopping, doing what ordinary boyfriends and girlfriends do.
As the sun set, its afterglow spread across the west, turning everything a vibrant red.
Chu Fang drove to a star-rated hotel on the beach, went to the front desk, and had his ID checked and registered.
Zhong Tingyue tilted her head: "Not going home tonight?"
"I booked the presidential suite, which costs tens of thousands of yuan a night. Don't waste it."
They handed all the Hanfu to the waiter to take them to their room, while the two of them had dinner downstairs.
Sitting by the window, a sea breeze was blowing outside, making it cool outside while it was warm and cozy inside. The two scenes were quite charming.
Tonight is a seafood feast, with all kinds of lobsters, abalone, and the like.
Chu Fang admitted that he was quite 'rustic'.
Even the most delicious seafood can't change my Sichuan and Chongqing taste.
So most of the time I just watched Zhong Tingyue eat.
"Eat by yourself, why are you looking at me? Do I look like your uncle?"
Chu Fang chuckled and teased, "Your face is etched with the marks of time."
Zhong Tingyue licked her greasy fingers, glanced at them, and seemed to be implying something: "As we all know, the marks of time are not necessarily on the face."
“... ..."
You can drive on this lousy road.
"Oh dear, I'm full."
After finishing her meal, Zhong Tingyue patted her stomach rather inelegantly. Chu Fang stood up and said, "Let's go back to our room."
"I'm so full, I'm going to take a walk."
"OK."
Eating too much isn't good for dancing; a walk around the neighborhood is better.
The two put on their coats and then left the hotel for a walk along the beach.
It's winter now, and the sea breeze is chilly, so few people stroll on the beach.
Zhong Tingyue linked arms with Chu Fang, put her hands in his pockets, and the two walked slowly in silence, with only the sound of rippling blue waves around them.
Just then, Zhong Tingyue's phone rang. It was Gao Ruoyun calling, asking about her daily life, her relationship with Chu Fang, and her health. She especially inquired about Zhong Rou's situation at school.
Zhong Tingyue only mentioned that her younger sister's grades were okay, glossing over the rest. If she had said anything more, it would have been a huge blow to Gao Ruoyun.
After all, how painful it must be for her to have her gentle and refined little daughter, whom she had hoped for all her life, become the school's "bully."
Anyway, Zhong Rou was the kind of person at school who didn't do anything big but was always causing trouble with small things.
She always manages to stir things up, which often prompts the teacher to tag Zhong Tingyue in the group chat, but in the end, it's just something between students, nothing more than playful banter.
Zhong Tingyue didn't really care about those things.
She knew her younger sister well; she wasn't someone who bullied others by relying on her power, but a chivalrous woman dedicated to saving the world, not a tyrant.
After the call ended, the two walked a few more steps, and Zhong Tingyue suddenly shook off Chu Fang and headed towards the sea, reaching the edge of the waves.
Beneath the crescent moon, on the edge of the waves, on the beach, a sea breeze swept by, lifting a strand of her beautiful hair, which danced in the wind. The waves seemed to become music, and as the 'music' began, Zhong Tingyue's body began to sway.
The dance was elegant and free, sometimes leaping lightly like seagulls soaring among the waves; sometimes twirling slowly, the hem of her skirt drawing graceful arcs, echoing the receding waves in the distance...
A faint smile graced her exquisite, otherworldly face, a smile that held a touch of allure, a hint of serenity, a warmth, and a deep love and longing for the world...
As the dance ended, Zhong Tingyue brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, then leaned closer to Chu Fang and asked, "Mr. Chu, how was my dancing?"
Chu Fang gradually came to his senses, his lips trembled, and he said in a wronged tone, "Zhong Tingyue, I'm going to sue you in court!"
"Why are you suing me? Didn't you ask me to dance for you?"
Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.
Men are always like this: before they get what they want, they go crazy, but after they get it, they seem to become people without desires. The difference before and after is always so obvious, so obvious that it's as if they've become completely different people.
“I prepared so much, the hotel’s presidential suite, so many Hanfu, and you just jumped on the beach like that. You ruined all my preparations.”
Chu Fang felt that all his previous preparations had gone to waste, and it was all this woman's fault. She had acted rashly on the beach, ruining his fantasy.
Chu Fang stared at Zhong Tingyue, who said, "What's the big deal? I'll go back, put on my Hanfu, and dance for you again."
He thought for a moment and nodded: "That works too."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue snorted lightly: "Hmph!"
Men are always so easily satisfied.
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