Chapter 5
The stationery store next to the school gate has a natural advantage with its 5.1 vision, allowing it to clearly see everything happening inside the breakfast shop across the street.
Shuangjia Breakfast Shop.
It's his fault for not paying close attention to the name that day.
Could this be considered fate, that on his very first day in Changqing, he precisely landed at his future father-in-law's shop?
Fate, this terrifying, mystical fate.
To be fair, his father-in-law was quite the handsome man when he was young. As far as he remembered, when he met Jiang Jiawei, Jiang Weichao had already been paralyzed in bed for many years due to a cerebral hemorrhage, and the illness had long since eroded his original healthy appearance.
Chao glanced down at his arms and skin a few times, and muttered to himself with certainty, "Not that bad."
Mu Zhengxi wandered around the stationery store for the tenth time, and the owner was already using his anti-theft eyes when he finally saw Jiang Jiawei come downstairs. After picking out a bunch of stationery in a mess, he paid and walked across the street with his hands in his pockets.
It was almost ten o'clock, and there weren't many people left at the breakfast shop.
Jiang Weichao went out to deliver goods, and only Jiang Jiawei was in the store.
Hello, what would you like to eat?
The person wearing a red tracksuit had their jet-black hair tied in a ponytail with braids. Because they were turning to help other customers pack their orders, they didn't notice who the person was.
On the day we first met, her complexion was not good, probably due to heatstroke, but looking at her today, her features, while not particularly outstanding, are well-proportioned and pretty, neither good nor bad, but she is obviously not someone who would catch the eye at first glance in a crowd.
Although her skin isn't fair, it's quite nice; she doesn't get acne and doesn't have the freckles that foreigners often have.
"Hello, would you like to order?"
Jiang Jiawei looked at the person staring at her intently and asked again out of politeness.
Mu Zhengxi awkwardly snapped out of his daze, his hands, which were in his pockets, were sweaty. He coughed lightly and casually ordered a few dishes.
"Takeaway or dine-in?"
"Tang, pack it up, please."
The voice that came out was an uncontrollable stutter.
Mu Zhengxi cursed himself inwardly for being so useless.
What's there to be nervous about? It's not like we're getting married.
"good."
"Wait a minute, let's dine in."
Are you sure?
"……Sure."
Mu Zhengxi licked his dry, cracked lips. Apart from Mu Yashan, whose gender could be ignored, this was the first time he had ever taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with a girl his own age, let alone one with such a delicate relationship.
A strong sense of curiosity and a desire to explore were written all over his face, but he didn't know where to begin to break the ice.
After a long pause, he uttered a sentence.
"Hey, where's your brother?"
"Huh?" Jiang Jiawei turned her head and glanced at him. "He's upstairs."
People who wanted to dine in were just standing at the store entrance.
Where would you like to sit?
The soy milk on the tray was steaming hot.
Mu Zhengxi quickly replied, "Oh, I can do it myself, I can do it myself."
He still has that much gentlemanly manners.
"Let me do it."
However, Jiang Jiawei also gave the store a perfect score for its service awareness.
Mu Zhengxi chose the same window seat as last time, and while eating, he kept an eye on the busy figures tidying up tables and greeting customers in the store.
Someone came down the stairs at the corner.
"Sis, why didn't you wake me up?"
Jiang Jiayi rubbed her eyes, looking like she had just woken up.
Jiang Jiawei reached out and touched his forehead. "Are you feeling better now?"
"Um."
"Let's go have breakfast."
Jiang Jiawei told her younger brother to turn his collar, which was folded inside his neck, out and straighten it, then turned around and started flipping the fried dough sticks in the oil pan.
Jiang Jiayi's sluggish brain finally kicked in, and she widened her eyes, "Sis, Dad won't let you fry dough sticks."
The man who had just picked up a rare, dark black fried dough stick said dismissively, "If you hadn't told me, Dad wouldn't have known."
After being accidentally burned by oil last time, Jiang Weichao no longer allowed her to go near the oil pan.
"But-"
"Go and have breakfast."
"Okay, then you need to be careful."
Jiang Jiawei gave a casual "hmm," showing a satisfied expression on her work.
With more practice, she'll definitely be able to fry it even better than her dad.
Mu Zhengxi chewed slowly, as if deep in thought.
Jiang Jiawei's mother passed away from illness when she was in elementary school. Jiang Weichao raised the two children on his own. Just when Jiang Jiawei finished her college entrance examination, he had an accident. As a result, it seems that Jiang Jiawei only studied at a nursing school for one year and then dropped out of school to enter society early in order to reduce the burden on her family.
Could it be...?
Did fate reveal his future in advance so that he would be sent to save Cinderella?
That must be it, right?
It must be.
What was that movie line again?
My ideal man is a peerless hero, and one day he will come to marry me riding on a seven-colored cloud.
The person who suddenly understood the secret of heaven stood up excitedly, knocking over the chair behind him.
This caused Jiang Jiawei and Jiang Jia to turn around.
"It's you!"
Jiang Jiayi had a deep impression of Mu Zhengxi, based on the objective facts of his height and appearance.
But today, Mu Zhengxi, dressed in a pure white tracksuit and wearing a baseball cap of the same color, doesn't look like a thug at all. However, because he is tall, he still looks very fierce when he stands up.
Mu Zhengxi really wanted to beat this brat, but then he thought of Jiang Jiawei's protective nature and had to give up.
What happened to him?
What kind of look is that? He was acting like a good, obedient child just a moment ago, and now he's glaring at him like that!
Mu Zhengxi righted the overturned chair, walked to Jiang Jiayi's side, and handed her a bunch of things he had bought at the stationery store. "Little brat, these are for you."
"I don't want to."
Mu Zhengxi impatiently shoved the gift into the man's arms, saying, "Just take it when someone gives it to you and say thank you."
As he spoke, he walked towards Jiang Jiawei, took out a red banknote from his pocket, and handed it to her.
Jiang Jiawei opened the drawer, ready to find change, but Mu Zhengxi stopped her.
"Keep the lookout. Consider it a thank you for finding my wallet."
Jiang Jiawei looked at the person in front of her, and exchanged a glance with Jiang Jiayi, who was equally bewildered, and they both remained silent.
The person with the mental illness is completely unaware of their condition.
Mu Zhengxi looked at Jiang Jiawei, hesitant to speak, some things were not easy to say right now, a thousand words condensed into one sentence.
"Jiang Jiawei, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Mu Zhengxi reached out and patted Jiang Jiawei's shoulder from a distance, then nodded to himself in affirmation before turning and leaving the store.
"Hello!!"
"Skeleton Man!!!"
"Hello!!!"
Mu Zhengxi turned around and saw Jiang Jiayi, who was following behind him, panting heavily. He had only walked a few steps, but the kid was already so weak.
What skeleton man? You brat.
Not only do they not call him "brother," they even dare to give him a nickname.
What?
Jiang Jiayi stuffed the bag of stationery and the change back into Mu Zhengxi's hands.
“My sister said that returning the item to its rightful owner is only right and no thank you is needed.”
After completing the task, as if afraid that he would catch up and put it back, Jiang Jia turned around and ran away immediately, faster than if he were being chased by a ghost.
"Hey Jiang Jiayi."
Mu Zhengxi looked at the pink bag in his hand and thought, "Never mind, it's really stingy to give this as a gift."
As he walked and pondered, the effects of the Heroic Medicine gradually wore off.
An embarrassing numbness that started from the soles of his feet instantly swept through his entire body, leaving him paralyzed on the spot. "Idiot, Mu Zhengxi, what are you doing?!" he thought. "Oh no, what a terrible start! My image is completely ruined!!!" Frustrated, he grabbed his hair and wished he could just hang himself on the roadside.
Finally, as passersby began to stare at him, Mu Zhengxi quickly composed himself and returned to the hotel with a cold expression.
It took me an entire afternoon in bed to rebuild my mental state.
The pineapple-flavored milk tea made with low-quality artificial flavoring and milk powder was surprisingly delicious, with bouncy pearls. No wonder Jiang Jiawei couldn't stop thinking about it. Mu Zhengxi, who was standing at the entrance of the milk tea shop, had already drunk two cups.
Because it was the weekend, the store was packed with people.
It was mostly girls, with one or two young couples in early relationships mixed in.
"Which school does that boy go to?"
"I don't know, I've never seen it before."
"Holy crap, he's so tall."
"He's handsome too."
"He looks a bit like that celebrity, the one whose name I've suddenly forgotten."
Are you a student?
"How come I've never heard of this before?"
...
Those who had drifted off into outer space didn't hear the discussions directed at them. After finishing their third drink, a drop precisely hit the trash can.
"Boss, please pack me a pineapple flavored one."
I thought about it for a moment.
"And another strawberry flavored one to go."
"Okay."
"Please get another chocolate one to go."
Mu Zhengxi let out a long burp.
"Handsome guy, your milk tea is ready."
"Thanks."
Mu Zhengxi, carrying the milk tea, walked slowly toward Shuangjia Breakfast Shop with his hands in his pockets. Coincidentally, he bumped into Jiang Jiawei, who was walking down the overpass, just as he was getting there, which startled him.
"Jiang Jiawei".
The person who heard the voice turned around and asked politely but distantly, "Is there something you need?"
Mu Zhengxi took two quick strides to her side. "What a coincidence." He then handed her the milk tea he was carrying. "Please have some."
"Oh, and your brother and your dad too."
Jiang Jiawei looked down and didn't take it.
Mu Zhengxi continued, "I just bought this on Jukou Street. You don't like it—" He quickly changed the subject before he could finish, "I think I really like it."
Then she started making up a story, "Actually, when I was a child, in elementary school, I had a deskmate with the same name as you." She licked her lips as she said this, "But he transferred schools after entering junior high, so I was quite surprised to hear your name that day, since not many people have that name."
"We used to play soccer and go to school together a lot, so I miss him quite a bit. Ugh, it's just... I didn't mean anything by it. Also, I really wanted to thank you and your brother for finding my wallet this morning. My mom always scolds me for being so forgetful. If I lost my wallet again, I'd be dead. Luckily, I left it at your store." He recited the perfect excuse he had been thinking about all afternoon, trying to salvage his image.
However, his painstakingly written essay only earned him sympathy from Jiang Jiawei.
"I'm telling the truth!"
And this level of sympathy is limited to simply listening to his nonsense.
"Hey, don't you believe me?"
As Mu Zhengxi saw her about to leave, he instinctively grabbed her arm. His warm palm pressed against her cold skin, and he felt as if he had been electrocuted and was thrown away.
Jiang Jiawei immediately took two steps back.
Mu Zhengxi quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"
"Jiang Jiawei, don't think I'm a pervert!"
Mu Zhengxi could not bear this injustice and became even more anxious when no one spoke to him.
"Holy crap, I'm really not a pervert!"
"Let me show you my ID card, look."
"Hey, didn't you already see that?"
Jiang Jiawei felt that if she didn't deny it soon, it would probably take a trip to the police station to resolve the issue, so she slowly said, "I don't think you're a pervert..."
"Don't lie to me, that's exactly what your expression says."
“I just…” Jiang Jiawei paused for a moment, then said tactfully, “I think you’re a little strange.”
Damn, it would be strange if it weren't. Who could remain normal when faced with a mystery that science can't explain? He, on the other hand, wanted to be normal too.
However, putting himself in that person's shoes, Mu Zhengxi felt that he would also think the other person was crazy. But at this moment, he could only bite the bullet and continue to talk nonsense, "I said, I just... miss my old classmates a little."
Jiang Jiawei was even more speechless, "I'm a woman..."
This is, of course, obvious.
He's not blind.
Mu Zhengxi realized, "He, he is also—" No, the other person is also a girl, and they play soccer together to and from school every day. Wouldn't that make him seem like a playboy? Mu Zhengxi quickly retracted his words and said seriously, "He is a boy."
Never mind.
Anyway, let's be friends.
"Because your breakfast is delicious, I really like it."
This is not a lie.
"Is this reason acceptable?"
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