32. She can only like me for three minutes, but I will love her for a lifetime.
Xiao Yu was unaware of what had happened to her during the day. As soon as he opened the door, he thanked her.
Mu Jia entered the room, smiled, and said, "You're welcome!"
In fact, she should thank him for finding something for her to do and something to distract her when she was at her most helpless.
Moreover, compared to other things, it's a righteous thing to do without feeling guilty.
"What's wrong?" Mu Jia looked up and saw Xiao Yu standing still, just looking at her quietly with an unusual seriousness in his eyes.
She was a little surprised and asked again, "What's wrong?"
This time, I heard him say, "The question I asked you last time."
"..." Mu Jia's outstretched hand suddenly froze. She knew what he was talking about, but still asked, "What's the problem?"
The last time he went to her house for dinner, on the way back, he asked, "Did you like it?"
That time, she could have easily brushed it off with a joke, like, "Of course I like it. Who doesn't like being with people who make them happy?"
But for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to say it and remained silent.
Xiao Yu really knew her well and knew that she was pretending not to know.
Therefore, instead of repeating the previous question, she said, "But I feel like I've already been rejected by you."
"What?" Her eyes widened for a moment.
The man looked at her, his captivating eyes unchanged, and smiled gently and affectionately: "Under normal circumstances, a girl wouldn't let someone she like accompany her to get a tooth pulled, right?"
Mu Jia was completely taken aback, surprised that he would speak so bluntly.
In her mind, Xiao Yu was probably the same kind of person as her, using open-mindedness and self-confidence to cover everything up.
Especially when it comes to matters of the heart, there's probably nothing he can't "laugh off."
Another reason for his surprise was that he actually understood his own hint.
When I had my tooth pulled, my mouth was stretched open by an expander, and even my tonsils were clearly visible. The pain from the anesthesia brought tears to my eyes, and once the anesthesia wore off, the pain started to make me grimace again...
He's seen me in such a disheveled state, so he probably won't have any more romantic fantasies or wishful thinking about me anymore, right?
Lu Siming used to say that she was heartless and had carelessly hurt the hearts of many innocent young men.
But that's not actually the case.
As Yuan Mei once said, every sincere heart is precious.
So for many years, she has almost never directly refused anyone, and always gives the other party plenty of room to save face.
For example, when she was in her second year of high school, a boy confessed his feelings to her.
In her view, the reason for rejection, "I already have someone I really like," was true, but it was still too hurtful.
So she chose to tell him a white lie: "Senior, you are excellent and a very good person. It's not your problem, it's my problem."
The boy looked at her with a puzzled expression, and heard her explain in a serious tone, "That's because I only like people who don't like me. If someone says they like me, I immediately lose interest."
Then, under the boy's astonished gaze, she sincerely apologized: "So I'm really, really sorry, but I've always had this problem, and I can't change it. So please don't waste any more time on me!"
Looking back now, the reasons I made up back then were really ridiculous. I don't even know if that boy actually believed them...
Mu Jia raised her head.
“I don’t know if my understanding is wrong,” he looked at her, “but I still want to hear the answer from you.”
Mu Jia's gaze met his, and she saw that the man's expression was serious, and her own complete reflection was shown in his light-colored pupils.
Lu Siming was a little surprised, not expecting Chu Chiyi to suddenly ask him out for drinks at this time.
Although this guy can drink a lot without getting drunk, he rarely drinks excessively unless he has unavoidable social obligations.
But he had no time to worry about that at the moment, because Chu Chiyi's condition seemed to be more worthy of his attention.
After a few drinks, he looked at the glass of strong rye whiskey in his hand and tentatively asked, "Old Chu, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing." The man opposite me tilted his head back slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing, and drank another glass.
"Relationships?"
"No."
"Old Chu!" Lu Siming finally slammed his wine glass on the table. "What can't you tell me? Besides, even if you don't tell me, I already know."
The man paused for a moment, then looked up at him. "You know?"
Since it wasn't a good thing after all, he deliberately left his sentence unfinished to save face for him.
Two seconds later, Chu Chiyi actually smiled.
What are you laughing at?
There was a few moments of silence between them. Just when Lu Siming thought he was going to evade the question again, he suddenly heard Chu Chiyi say, "It's nothing. Xiao, you're right."
"What?"
"I did lie to a girl."
Lu Siming was taken aback by his honesty and paused for a moment before instinctively asking, "What...what did you lie about?"
After asking the question, I realized that it was a poorly worded question.
It's just that kind of thing between men and women. He wouldn't go so far as to cheat you out of money, so what else could it be?
They're just using sex and emotions to deceive people...
He looked at the other person, his eyes suddenly filled with a sense of disappointment and frustration. What a tragedy!
Suddenly, he heard the other person answer his question very seriously: "I lied to her and said I didn't like her."
"What?" This answer was clearly different from what Lu Siming had expected. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, but Chu Chiyi didn't seem to be joking with him.
He was momentarily confused, then gradually pieced together the logic, and immediately became even more puzzled, saying, "You just said you lied to her because you didn't like her, so that means you like her? If you like her, why did you lie to her?"
The ice puck melted slowly in the amber-colored liquor, and Chu Chiyi remained silent.
"Because she said that she only likes people who don't like her, and if someone else likes her, she immediately loses interest."
"What?" Lu Siming nearly choked on his drink, his face filled with disbelief. "You only like him, not her?"
What... what kind of weird quirk is this? Who is this girl? Does she only like girls who don't like her? How can she be so shameless?
Moreover, this reason sounds utterly absurd.
He was speechless with frustration and couldn't help but ask, "Really? Did he tell you that himself?"
"I suppose so." Many years ago, at the corner of the corridor connecting the second and third years of high school, he heard her say this to someone else, her tone firm, pointing to the sky and making a solemn vow.
Lu Siming was completely stunned. After a long while, he came to his senses and asked hesitantly, "Then...does she like you?"
"I used to like him."
"Before? And now?"
“Right now, I don’t know either,” he stated calmly.
Lu Siming wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he saw the wine in Chu Chiyi's glass swaying.
He felt his vision was blurry, unable to tell whether it was the wine swaying or Chu Chiyi's hand holding the glass that was shaking.
Seeing him suddenly put down the cup, a look he had never seen before flashed across his eyes: "You probably don't like it anymore now."
Having never seen him so dejected, and subconsciously feeling that his delivery of those lines sounded like he'd been given the wrong script—completely disjointed—Lu Siming couldn't help but ask, "How did you know?"
"You can learn this through many things."
"For example?"
"What's wrong?"
"They can just walk away halfway through something intimate with me..."
"Cough, cough..." Lu Siming almost choked to death on the wine he hadn't swallowed.
Chu Chiyi remained calm, even looking at him with natural concern, asking, "Are you alright?"
Lu Siming met his gaze, his expression a complex mix of emotions. He desperately wanted to ask, "Brother, are you alright?"
"Yes, there really is no solution." Seeing the person opposite tilt their head back and drink the wine in their glass again, "It's the contradiction between being able to like someone for only three minutes and wanting to love them for a lifetime."
"Wait...who is that girl? Do I know her?"
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