"Sorry, I'm having trouble with my credit card. Could you please hold these basketball shoes for me?"
Sang Muyang looked at the salesperson pleadingly. Because his credit card was suddenly deactivated, he didn't have enough money to pay for the shoes.
He could have borrowed it from his classmates, but he was too shy to ask for it, so he could only pester the salesperson.
Seeing that the deal was going nowhere, the salesperson changed his enthusiastic tone and said sarcastically while fiddling with the shoebox, "Oh, I can't make the decision on this."
"It won't take long, one day is okay? I will definitely come tomorrow." Sang Muyang stretched out a finger and gestured.
The salesperson gave a sly smile and said, "Handsome boy, you know how popular these shoes are. How can I keep them for you? If a customer likes them, I can't just not sell them to you, right?"
"But now I..."
"Wrap these shoes."
Just when Sang Muyang wanted to say something else, a gentle and low female voice suddenly came from behind him.
He turned around and looked at the person who came, and found that it was his sister's college roommate Zhou Feiyu. Standing next to her was a charming young man.
"Fei, Sister Fei Yu." He called out in a low voice and then lowered his head.
Zhou Feiyu blinked her narrow eyes and chuckled softly: "I thought it was you just now. It seems that I was not wrong. It is really Xiao Muyang."
"Sister, who is he?" The man next to Zhou Feiyu moved his arm and asked.
"My friend's younger brother." Zhou Feiyu replied, tapping the man's nose with her jade ring-wearing hand. "Small-minded."
The man chuckled twice and kissed her face.
"Ms. Zhou, your shoes!" The salesperson quickly packed the shoes and handed them to Zhou Feiyu.
Zhou Feiyu took the bag and walked up to Sang Muyang. Looking at the boy who was as uneasy as a primary school student standing in the corner as punishment, she lowered her head and smiled again.
Sang Muyang felt a tall figure approaching him, and a few whiffs of faint fragrance wafted towards his nose. Somehow his face turned red, and his eyes wandered around the ground in panic.
"Are you still so afraid of me?" Zhou Feiyu asked in a low voice with a gentle expression on her face.
Sang Muyang lowered his head even more, wrung his hands together, and his heart was beating fast.
Zhou Feiyu took one of his hands and placed the bag in his palm.
Feeling the warm touch, Sang Muyang looked up in surprise, his round almond-shaped eyes wide open with confusion and doubt.
"Fei Yu, why did you buy him shoes?" The man next to them saw that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and immediately pulled Zhou Fei Yu's arm and said coquettishly.
Zhou Feiyu smiled and patted the man's hand comfortingly: "It's just a pair of shoes."
Sang Muyang was so annoyed by the man's words that he returned the bag to Zhou Feiyu: "Thank you, I don't need it." Then he turned and left.
Zhou Feiyu looked at Sang Muyang's back as he fled in panic, and frowned slightly. Why is this child so afraid of her?
She didn't do anything excessive, did she?
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