The three of them immediately stopped smiling, sat up straight in their chairs with serious expressions.
Fu Yan spoke first, breaking the awkward atmosphere: "Nothing, brother, it's just some..."
“Some study materials,” Feng Lu quickly added, biting his straw, “Yes, study materials.”
Xiao Xin inserted a straw into the mango pomelo sago in her hand and handed it to Fu Yan: "Really?"
Fu Yan smiled and accepted it, nodding, "Yes, it is..."
That's a joke.
He took a sip of the milk tea that Xiao Xin had bought for him, biting on the straw.
Xiao Xin asked, "Is it good?"
Fu Yan's dark eyes sparkled with a smile: "Mmm, it's delicious, thank you, brother, I like it very much."
"I'm glad you like it." Xiao Xin looked at Fu Yan with doting eyes and reached out to rub Fu Yan's head.
The two bystanders remarked: "Those looks in their eyes... it's hard to believe there's nothing going on between them!"
Xiao Xin packed Fu Yan's backpack, walked behind Feng Lu to get her own coat, and said to Feng Xiaoxiao and Feng Lu, "Xiao Yan has class this afternoon, I'll take him back to school. Do you want to go back together?"
Just as Feng Xiaoxiao and Feng Lu were about to speak, Fu Yan spoke up first: "Hey bro, do you have something else to do? If you're busy, go ahead and do your thing."
As he spoke, he took his bag from Xiao Xin and added, "I'll go back to school with them later. You can pick me up after school."
Xiao Xin felt a sudden tightness in his chest, as if he had been released.
It's like a child who has relied on you for a long time, but one day he suddenly turns around and tells you that he has grown up and no longer needs to rely on you.
A feeling of loss instantly overwhelmed Xiao Xin's heart.
But Fu Yan will eventually have to leave.
Xiao Xin put aside her thoughts, smiled and nodded to Fu Yan: "Okay, I'll go back first, and I'll pick you up after school."
He said this and turned to leave.
Fu Yan immediately noticed the bitterness behind his smile and grabbed Xiao Xin's hand: "Brother, are you unhappy?"
Xiao Xin bit his lip, suppressing the curse word that was about to slip out. Was he really that obvious?
He smiled gently at Fu Yan and patted his hand lightly: "How could I not be happy to see Xiao Yan make new friends? Be good, let go, I'll come pick you up later."
Fu Yan released Xiao Xin, looking at him with lingering affection: "Then you go first, brother."
Just as Xiao Xin turned around, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly stood up: "By the way, senior, have you thought of a program yet? The rehearsal is on Saturday, so I can submit the program list."
Xiao Xin glanced at her, thought for a moment, and replied, "Okay, is it in a hurry? If not, let me think about it carefully."
Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head: "No rush, no rush, I just wanted to remind you, senior..."
Xiao Xin nodded, "Then I'll send it to you today."
Feng Xiaoxiao waved to him: "Goodbye, senior."
Xiao Xin nodded and slowly walked towards the gate.
His departing figure carried a casual and languid air, and from Fu Yan's perspective, it also bore the marks of time, as if Xiao Xin carried something unknown to him on his shoulders...
Feng Lu held up five fingers and waved them in front of his eyes: "Hey, stop looking. The way you're staring at your brother's back is practically making your eyes water."
Fu Yan withdrew her adoring gaze and took a sip of milk tea with a pitiful expression: "But I just want to be with you every single moment..."
Feng Lu glared at him with a look of utter disappointment: "Fu Yan, do you still want to be a top male lead?"
Fu Yan glanced at him, noticing his serious expression, and said, "I don't know, as long as I can be with you, brother, that's all that matters."
Feng Lu sighed helplessly, wiping his face with his hand. "If you don't want to do it, I won't teach you how to woo people."
"Tch," Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke up, pulling Fu Yan's arm with pity in her eyes: "Xiao Yan, don't listen to his nonsense. If he won't teach you, I will."
Fu Yan slowly withdrew his hand, seeing that Feng Xiaoxiao indeed knew more than he did, and asked softly, "Are you sure?"
“Okay,” Feng Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously, “Just call me sister.”
Fu Yan's face darkened, and he glared at her: "Get lost."
Feng Xiaoxiao wasn't angry, and chuckled, "Fine, you're getting all haughty now."
Fu Yan listlessly chewed on the straw, feeling as if he had been tricked by the brother and sister.
Should he kill him to silence him now, or should he kill him to silence him?
Seeing his deep black eyes growing colder, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly lost her nerve: "Oh dear, don't look at me so fiercely, it's scary~"
Feng Lu, who was standing next to him, almost spat out his milk tea. He patted Feng Xiaoxiao's arm and said, "Alright, alright, save your breath..."
Then, she put on a serious expression and said to Fu Yan, "Don't let my sister's appearance fool you. She's had quite a few relationships. She's had at least eighty, if not a hundred, suitors. It's believable!"
Feng Xiaoxiao coldly turned to him and said, "Is that how you introduce your sister?"
Just as she was about to get angry, her phone suddenly rang.
A message notification sound, a WeChat message from Xiao Xin:
"Always Quiet," that's what I'll sing then.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and quickly typed on her phone: Okay, senior.
Seeing her infatuated expression, Feng Lu pointed at Feng Xiaoxiao and said to Fu Yan, "See? She's definitely flirting with some handsome guy again."
He knew very well that Feng Xiaoxiao was timid and submissive in real life, but a master flirt online.
Fu Yan glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao's smiling face with a detached expression, without any reaction.
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and kicked Feng Lu: "Go away, it was senior who sent me the song."
Upon hearing that it was related to Xiao Xin, Fu Yan looked up at her and asked, "My brother, what kind of performance is he going to give?"
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at her phone and replied, "Senior is about to sing a song, and he's been very quiet."
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