At the hotel front desk, you'll encounter all sorts of guests.
This isn't the first time customers have asked them to act.
But he's the first one who hasn't succeeded after finishing the play.
The bartender shook her head inwardly. He was quite handsome, but he still needed to work harder.
...
Inside the room, Ji Mushu stood by the window.
The rain outside was still pouring down, pattering against the window.
She had just called Ji Zhigang to let him know she was safe.
I opened the window and felt the air outside; it was quite cool, and I imagine it will get even colder by midnight.
If the air conditioning isn't on in the car, the two of them will probably catch a cold tomorrow.
Moreover, neither of them was wearing many clothes, so even with a blanket, they couldn't keep out the cold.
"Dong dong dong".
There was a sudden knock on the door. "Wooden Comb, open the door, it's me."
Ji Mushu walked over and opened the door. A drenched person appeared in the doorway, with a series of watery footprints left in the corridor behind.
Yu Mobai deliberately wiped the rain off his face and smiled as he shook the shopping bag in his hand, "You didn't eat dinner, so I bought you some food. Have some."
Seeing the water droplets still on the bag, Ji Mushu felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She quickly ran into the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and wiped him dry. "You still went to buy food in such heavy rain."
"I was afraid you'd be hungry."
Yu Mobai let Ji Mushu use a bath towel to dry him, then grabbed her small hand and said, "Okay, stop drying me, it's okay."
Why aren't you using an umbrella?
Ji Mushu asked.
"The mouse was taken to the toilet."
Yu Mobai put down the snack bag and left, saying, "I'll be in the car. Call me if you need anything."
Back in the car, he took off his wet clothes and threw them onto the roof.
Why bother?
Feng Linhao sighed, "I think you're more like a simp now."
"It seems you don't quite understand the definition of a 'simp'."
Yu Mobai shook the rain off his hands, adjusted his seat, and put his feet directly on the steering wheel.
"A 'simp' is someone who makes one-sided sacrifices for a girl without any reciprocation, yet the guy is still willing to treat her well. Even if the girl goes to a hotel with another man, a 'simp' will only say one thing. Guess what he'll say?"
"You're saying... after you leave, we'll cut all ties and go our separate ways?"
Feng Linhao rested his head on his arm and thought for a while before answering, "Should I scold that girl and then cut ties?"
"You still don't understand what a simp is."
Yu Mobai smiled and shook his head. "Boys will say, 'Please, can you ask him to be a little gentler?'"
"Holy crap!"
Feng Linhao was so shocked by those words that he sat up abruptly. "Is this what a simp is?"
"So now you think I'm a simp?"
Yu Mobai countered with a question.
"No...that's not it."
Feng Linhao shook his head, then said with envy, "You and Mushu grew up together and have a very good relationship. In the first year of high school, the people in your class called you family."
“I sit right behind you two. You have no idea, but Mu Shu often sneaks a peek at you while you’re sleeping.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Mobai also sat up, "Then why the hell didn't you tell me sooner?"
He regretted his past life, but after thinking about it, he lay down again. Even if Feng Linhao had said something back then, it wouldn't have mattered, as his mind wouldn't have been on Ji Mushu anyway.
"The wooden comb wouldn't let me say anything."
Feng Linhao sighed, "She has secretly asked me several times which university you will apply to."
Yu Mobai glared at him. "How much else do you know?"
"There aren't many left, are there?"
Feng Linhao thought for a moment, "Oh right, I once saw a wooden comb folding little stars and putting them in a bottle. I happened to glance at it and thought your name was on it."
“Several times you skipped class, Ji Mushu helped you get the leave. Every time you took a nap, she was the one who put the clothes on you, but she made me say that I was the one who put them on.”
"Also, you ate a lot when you were in your first year of high school, and you remember when the comb would give you half of your lunch every time?"
"Oh, of course I remember, the comb said she couldn't eat it."
Yu Mobai nodded, then looked at him in surprise, "Could it be that she's worried I won't have enough to eat?"
"I'm just worried you won't have enough to eat."
Feng Linhao said with a sneer, "Every time it's the third or fourth period in the afternoon, when you're sleeping, she'll take out a piece of bread from her bag and start eating it. You don't cherish such a good girl, you have to scumbag her. You son of a bitch."
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"Go to hell."
Yu Mobai kicked him, "I told you to talk about her, not to criticize me. Keep talking."
Outside, heavy rain swept across the world, while inside the car, the lights shone dimly.
The two people in the seats started talking about their high school days.
Although Yu Mobai didn't see the scenes Feng Linhao described, he could imagine them.
Ji Mushu is such a person. She has a warm heart, but she is not good at expressing it. Even her feelings for Yu Mobai during high school were never spoken aloud.
To outsiders, she is a cool and aloof academic star and the school beauty.
I only talk more in front of my closest people.
After returning from Beihe City, she seemed to talk more and wasn't as cold-tempered in front of Yu Mobai.
"After I went to university, it seems like my 'wood comb' turned into a simp."
Feng Linhao said, "She's much more proactive than she was in high school. She confessed her feelings to you and even kissed you first."
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