Qian San Teahouse is located in the city center, with a pleasant environment and a quiet oasis amidst the hustle and bustle.
"Brother Yao, are you free tonight? There's a pretty good barbecue place near Ghost Street, I'll treat you to a drink."
Xu Muyao didn't reply, staring at the crosstalk performers on stage in silence, looking languid. Every now and then, he would pick up a piece of jujube blossom pastry and put it in his mouth, narrowing his eyes the moment he bit down.
Sensing his deliberate ignoring, the other person didn't get angry. As if he was used to it, he grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, crossed his legs, and listened attentively to the crosstalk.
"I can't help you with your problem. I'm just a small teahouse owner, just like you."
Xu Muyao picked up his teacup and took a small sip.
Upon hearing this, a hint of unease flashed across the young man's face, but he quickly concealed it. Since the other party had directly refused, he could only nod and smile without saying anything.
After recovering and returning home, Xu Muyao finally lived the ordinary life he had always dreamed of. He opened a teahouse, where he leisurely enjoyed tea and music every day, earning a little money on the side—a truly content life.
This is the life he had always dreamed of, and now it has come true.
"Brother Yao, a new batch of tea just arrived at the shop. Would you like to take a look?"
Xiao Fang walked up from behind.
Xu Muyao nodded in acknowledgment, stood up, and patted his clothes. "Go take a look."
As he walked, he took his phone out of his pocket, tapped the screen a few times with his long but slightly rough fingers, replied to a few messages, and then put the phone away.
As he walked down the corridor, he looked up and saw a girl running towards him against the light. She wore a loose, pure white T-shirt with black athletic shorts, and her long, slender, fair legs were very eye-catching. She had her hair in a cute bun, big eyes, and a baby face that made her look like a minor.
"Hi, handsome, we meet again." The girl stopped in front of him, smiling and greeting him, her breath still a little out of his mouth.
We meet again?
again?
Xu Muyao raised his eyebrows slightly, racking his brains for memories of this girl...
Seeing his puzzled expression, the girl spoke again: "Subway station, pervert, hero... Do you remember?"
Suddenly, the stubborn little face on the subway appeared in my mind, perfectly overlapping with the beautiful and charming face in front of me.
On Line 10, everyone watched like it was a show, but she stepped forward and grabbed the perverted man who was secretly taking pictures under girls' skirts, vowing to send him to the police station.
He happened to be there, and instinctively grabbed the lewd man's raised hand, which was about to slap the girl across the face.
After handing the lewd man over to the police, the young girl followed him around like a shadow, asking for his contact information. "Handsome, thank you for saving me earlier. Can I have your contact information? I'll treat you to dinner sometime."
"No need. When you're out and about, even if you're trying to be a hero, you should do so within your capabilities. It's getting late, you should hurry home."
After Xu Muyao firmly refused, he hailed a taxi and sped away.
It's been a month since we last met, and I never expected her to find this place.
Seeing that Xu Muyao still didn't speak, the girl couldn't help but take a step forward. "Don't you remember me? My name is Jiang Ye."
The girl stared at him intently, her heart pounding in her chest.
After a moment, Xu Muyao blinked twice, and smiled gently.
"I haven't forgotten. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Jiang also breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, he hadn't forgotten her; her efforts to find him over four years and eight months hadn't been in vain.
Jiang Ye: "You left in such a hurry last time and refused so decisively that I didn't sleep well for a month. Because I hate owing people favors, so... could we add each other on WeChat? I'll find a chance to repay the favor I owe you when you have time."
Xu Muyao hesitated for two seconds, and before he could make a decision, footsteps came from behind him.
"Brother Yao, that barbecue place on Ghost Street is really good. Let's not talk business, I just want to treat you to drinks and a meal."
The one who spoke was the young man who started it all. He was the owner of a hot pot restaurant, surnamed Zhang. He had received a lot of help from Xu Muyao, and after learning that Xu Muyao had opened a teahouse, he would come to support him whenever he had free time.
"We'll talk about it another time." Xu Muyao patted the young man on the shoulder, then turned to look at the girl standing at the door.
"Come in and sit for a while."
Jiang pointed to herself, looking confused. "Me?"
"Yes, come in."
Jiang was overjoyed and happily followed Xu Muyao to a quiet and elegant seat, where some exquisite snacks and a pot of tea were laid out on the table.
Xu Muyao raised his hand to pour Jiang Ye a cup of tea, and asked in a manner befitting an elder, "Where do you go to school?"
Jiang's face lit up with joy, and she asked in a light tone, "You know I'm a student?"
Xu Muyao chuckled. His past profession had honed a skill in him: a sharp eye and a keen judgment of people.
Moreover, the girl in front of him had a baby face and looked like a minor.
"I'm at University A, interning at the hospital's psychological testing center."
Upon hearing this, Xu Muyao looked up slightly. He had thought he was still a high school student, realizing that he was about to graduate from university.
"Psychological testing: What age group of children do you accept?"
When he talked about his major, Jiang Ye's eyes lit up instantly, and he replied excitedly, "Six years and older."
"Perfect timing, I have a ten-year-old girl here."
Jiang was struck dumb, instantly petrified on the spot.
A 10-year-old girl?
10 years old?
His? He has a child? The child is 10 years old?
He doesn't look old at all.
Her uncle didn't tell her any of this... Waaah, it was too late after all...
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