I Don't Want to Do It Anymore

"In summer you wear short sleeves, in winter you wear a padded jacket—your age must be younger than your father's, right?"

"Huh? Oh, right, right, right, right."

The girl in sunglasses shook her head and continued, "When it rains, the ground gets slippery—your dad's surname is yours, right?"

"Right, right, right, that's true. My dad and I share the same surname. You've calculated it correctly!"

"Tsk. When you eat, you sit; when you sleep, you lie down—your parents' wedding didn't include your attendance, did it?"

"They really didn't call me. Spot on."

"A true master. Absolutely a master."

The girl pinched her fake mustache and spoke in a deep voice, "I, Fish Blind, never make a mistake."

...

...

At that moment, the onlooking Ye Shuang: "..."

He had been wondering where Anshi Yi had disappeared to lately. So she was here in the park living out her fortune-telling fantasies?

Just then, Chao Yiyu seemed to notice something, and her gaze landed on Ye Shuang and the others. She suddenly clicked her tongue, sucking air through her teeth. "Hiss. No, something's very wrong. I need to leave."

With that, the girl grabbed her banner and bolted, vanishing into the park bushes almost in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, Master Fish!"

"Master Fish!"

Ignoring the shouting of the onlookers, Anshi Yi simply left.

"What a handful." Ye Shuang couldn't help but remark. "Her fortune-telling rhymes just keep flowing one after another—makes it feel like she's studying for an exam."

"Yeah, yeah." Tang Keke agreed wholeheartedly, then turned to ask Bai Yuyou beside her, "Brother is right."

At this, both Bai Yuyou and Anshi Yi, who was standing beside Tang Keke, nodded. "Exactly, exactly."

"This Anshi Yi, always picking on me..." Before Tang Keke could finish, her gaze landed on the girl standing next to Bai Yuyou. "You... when did you get here?"

"Haven't I been here the whole time?" Chao Yiyu said. "Right when you arrived at the park."

"Bullcrap. Weren't you just over there telling fortunes?" Keke immediately pointed at the now-empty stall.

"What does Master Fish have to do with me, Anshi Yi?" Anshi Yi pointed at herself. "There's no 'fish' in my name."

Hiss.

Tang Keke paused. It suddenly made a strange kind of sense?

"So you skipped out just to set up that stall over there?" Ye Shuang asked. "And since when can you tell fortunes?"

"Can you actually read fortunes?"

"Fortune-telling is just saying nice-sounding nonsense, isn't it?" Chao Yiyu replied.

Ye Shuang didn't argue. "Pretty much."

Fortune-tellers say vague things that make people feel the prediction fits them, gradually winning their trust. The older you are, the more likely you fall for it, because as you age, your brain's judgment weakens and you become more stubborn. That's why older people get more rigid and have a tendency to obsess over details. It's basically the same logic as people seeing themselves in horoscope descriptions. After all, if we were to take astrology at face value, wouldn't every baby born in the same hospital at the same time share the same personality?

"You didn't actually take their money, did you?" Ye Shuang glanced at Anshi Yi.

"Nope. Just took some fruit." Anshi Yi shrugged. "Some old folks just want to hear that their illness will get better, so I tell them it definitely will—just gives them a little psychological comfort."

"Didn't know you had it in you." Ye Shuang said. The power of the mind is pretty strong, after all.

"A ninja's moves are surprising, right?"

After a bit of messing around, Chao Yiyu looked at Ye Shuang and the others. "What are you guys doing in the park anyway? There aren't any good bushes for a proper fight out here."

Ye Shuang: "..."

"Can't we just take a walk?" Ye Shuang replied flatly, tempted to open up Anshi Yi's head and see what exactly was in there.

"A walk?"

"Looking for food," Bai Yuyou said, pulling out her phone and showing Anshi Yi the screen—a list of dessert shops, cake shops, and sweet soup places. All things girls love to eat.

"Not bad." Anshi Yi glanced at the screen, then directly wrapped an arm around Ye Shuang's. "Treat me!"

"Don't you have money?" Ye Shuang asked. Neither of the girls from the fish family were short on allowance. How could they be broke?

At the very least, Old Man Anshi wasn't the type to skimp on money.

Even a casual line like "Love you, Grandpa" could make the gold coins come raining down.

"My wallet got stolen," Anshi Yi said blankly.

"You look more like the kind of person who'd steal wallets," Ye Shuang shot back.

"Hey now—have you ever seen a thief this cute?"

Seeing Chao Yiyu practically plastered onto him, Ye Shuang sighed in defeat. "Fine. Get off me, okay? I'll pay."

"Boss moves!"

With the addition of Anshi Yi, Ye Shuang looked around at his group: one grown man with three young girls and a little kid in tow. It was quite an eye-catching combination.

Especially when they walked into the dessert shop to eat. Ye Shuang really felt it under the stares of the people around them.

"Alright, let's order." Ye Shuang picked up the menu. He wasn't a fan of overly sweet things, so he turned to the waitress. "Excuse me, could I ask—"

"Yes, go ahead." The waitress smiled.

"Do you have any desserts that aren't sweet?" Ye Shuang's question made the waitress freeze. The look on her face screamed, "Can those two words even go together?" But she still pointed at one item on the menu.

"If you're talking about sweetness level, this one—milk pudding—is very low in sugar."

"I'll take that, then."

Ye Shuang nodded. Meanwhile, Bai Yuyou, Tang Keke, and the others started ordering too.

"I want a strawberry mango cake," Bai Yuyou said.

"Alright, a strawberry mango cake." As the waitress jotted it down, Bai Yuyou suddenly added, "Do you have a whole one?"

"A whole one, okay, right away... Huh?" The waitress paused, but still replied, "We don't sell whole cakes. They're cut into small slices. You'd need to pre-order a whole one."

"Oh."

"Oh?" The waitress assumed Bai Yuyou had accepted it, then turned to Tang Keke. "And what would you like?"

"A cake that won't make me gain weight," Keke asked. "Do you have that?"

"Uh... no."

"What about one that helps you lose weight?"

"..."

The waitress went silent. These customers, one after another, seemed anything but normal.

She'd been telling her boss to switch to QR code ordering, but the boss insisted that paper menus kept things authentic.

Now here they were, running into slightly weird customers.

When Tang Keke finally settled for a normal slice of cake, the waitress breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to Yezi and Anshi Yi. Yezi asked for a mango pudding—pretty normal.

Whew. At least there were some regular customers.

Letting her guard down a little, the waitress finally looked at Anshi Yi.

This girl looked quiet and polite. She should be normal too, right?

"One serving of egg-fried rice, without the egg," Anshi Yi ordered.

The waitress: "..."

She wanted to quit.