Xia Yanchun was fine at first, but after Shen Nian pouted and ignored her, her face actually turned a soft pink.
She had originally wanted to find a topic to scold Shen Nian for a couple of sentences, but there wasn't much to do at the mall, and the two mothers soon returned.
They all got into Wen Zhining's car, leaving Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun, the two kids, to sit in the back.
The car didn't have that unpleasant air freshener smell. Sitting next to Xia Yanchun, Shen Nian felt there was a very subtle fragrance in the air. It didn't exist unless you deliberately tried to smell it, but once Shen Nian noticed that subtle scent, its presence seemed to magnify infinitely.
It smelled wonderful, refreshing and delightful. It was Chunbao's scent.
"Here." Shen Nian pulled another bottle of Wangzai Milk from his pocket and handed it to her.
"How many bottles do you even have?"
"None left, just two."
"You gave them both to me?"
"Both for you, really." Shen Nian pulled at both sides of his pockets. Aside from his phone, they were truly empty.
Xia Yanchun didn't show much expression. She opened the plastic wrapper of the straw, stuffed it into her pocket, gently held the straw between her lips, and took small sips. Even a small bottle of Wangzai Milk could be drunk with a sense of ceremony.
The girl sat lazily, her two slender legs obediently pressed together. Shen Nian looked at himself again, sitting sprawled out.
He tried sitting with his legs together for a while; it felt terribly uncomfortable and awkward.
Why can't guys just sit with their legs together or sit cross-legged casually?
This is oppression against males. One second to guess the creator god's gender.
“Acting crazy.” Seeing him wriggle around like a worm, Xia Yanchun disdainfully moved closer to the window, ignoring whatever Shen Nian said after that.
Skyscrapers could actually be considered a kind of beautiful scenery, definitely better looking than Shen Nian anyway.
By the time they got home, it was already afternoon. The poor Shen Yue couldn't go to the parent-teacher meeting because of overtime work and wasn't back yet.
Upon returning to the neighborhood she hadn't visited in a long time, Chen Minyue's first task was to inspect Shen Nian and Shen Yue's rooms.
Surprisingly, Shen Nian's room was unexpectedly clean. On the other hand, Shen Yue's room was a bit unlike a girl's.
There was some trash in the living room. Chen Minyue started cleaning it up herself, not letting Shen Nian help even when he offered.
"Mom, when are you guys heading back?"
"Later or tomorrow, depends on your Auntie Wen."
"Oh..."
"What, can't wait for me to leave, huh? Disrupting you young people's lives? Your mom was surfing the internet before you were even born. Back in the day, your dad used to sneak into my farm every day to steal my vegetables balabala..."
...
"Mom, are you going back tonight or tomorrow?"
"Drove a long way today, tired. We'll head back tomorrow morning."
"Okay, okay." Xia Yanchun dropped the various shopping bags on the sofa. "Mom, I haven't cooked much since I've been here, hehe. I'll go buy groceries later and cook for you. You rest first, there's ice cream in the fridge."
"Alright then, I'll rest for a bit."
"Mom, you can use my room. Your room hasn't been tidied up yet."
Xia Yanchun had been very well-behaved since she was little. Wen Zhining trusted her completely. Even though the two kids were about the same age, Shen Nian was very mischievous and silly, often causing trouble and getting plenty of scoldings from Chen Minyue.
When little Shen Nian used to get scolded, he'd even try to pin the blame on little Chun, saying she did it. How could such a well-behaved kid like Chun possibly do such naughty things?
Having driven for a long time today, Wen Zhining was genuinely a bit tired. Lying on Xia Yanchun's bed, drowsiness and fatigue washed over her like a wave.
Fluffing the pillow, Wen Zhining was just about to take a nap. She narrowed her eyes, pinched her fingers, and picked up a short strand of hair from the bed.
Hmm...?
Whose is this? Shen Nian's?
The first person Wen Zhining thought of was Shen Nian.
The two families had been close for so long, the two kids were the same age, went to the same school, lived next door. Back then, they often slept together, which was understandable before.
But at this age now...
Wen Zhining thought about it. This short hair could also be new hair growth from Xia Yanchun that fell out before it had time to grow long.
Her own daughter was very smart. At this age, she definitely had the proper sense of boundaries. No matter what, she couldn't possibly sleep together with Shen Nian. Even if it really was Shen Nian's hair, maybe it just fell out while he was sitting on the bed chatting or playing around.
Wen Zhining was still very confident in Xia Yanchun. Smart, clever, independent, lively... the good points were too many to count. How could she possibly be foolish about something like this?
Taking a step back.
Even if her own daughter didn't know better, wouldn't Shen Nian?
They're both such smart kids.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhining felt relieved.
The two families were too familiar. For two childhood friends like them, if they really started puppy love early, it would actually be a trivial matter. As long as they didn't cross any lines, she couldn't be bothered to interfere. All the bickering and noise was nice.
...
Xia Yanchun did a quick clean-up, opened the window to air out the room, tied up a bag of trash, and after getting everything in order, she put her shoes back on and quietly went out.
Thus, she ran into Shen Nian, who was also carrying trash, in the hallway.
"You're taking out trash too?" Shen Nian said in surprise.
Xia Yanchun nodded, just about to go down with him, when she heard Shen Nian say with a grin.
"Great, take mine down too while you're at it, Chunbao, mwah."
"..."
Xia Yanchun's face instantly darkened. Take your 'mwah' and go eat a big portion of something unpleasant!
Seeing Shen Nian actually put his trash bag on the floor, ready to turn and go home, Xia Yanchun immediately grabbed his sleeve, glaring at him angrily. "We're going down together!"
“Come on, isn't it just a matter of convenience?”
"I need to go buy groceries too! You're coming with me!"
"Uh, my mom told me not to play with bad people."
"You!" If Xia Yanchun had a mustache, she'd be blowing it in anger right now.
This was the way Shen Nian and she interacted when Shen Nian wasn't planning on pursuing the girl next door.
Either Shen Nian annoyed her, or she annoyed Shen Nian.
Was the event making a comeback?
"Ahem, so eager to go together, huh? Can't do anything about you, huh, Hajichun?" Shen Nian tut-tutted, leaning against the doorframe and calling into the house, "Mom, Xia Yanchun wants me to go buy groceries with her. I'm heading out now."
"Go ahead, go ahead! Buy some groceries too, anything is fine!"
"Got it."
Shen Nian closed the door, picked up the trash, and ran to press the elevator button. "Let's go, what are you standing there for?"
Xia Yanchun didn't speak, sulking silently for Shen Nian to figure out why, and went down in the elevator with him.
With no one else around, Shen Nian's hands felt itchy. He grinned for a moment, his large hand slowly reaching over towards Xia Yanchun.
The moment his fingertips touched the girl's fair skin, she stuffed her hand into her pocket. With her other hand holding the trash, she muttered, "What are you doing? Behave."
"They can't see."
"That's still not allowed. If we're putting on an act, we do it fully. We're sworn enemies who can't stand the sight of each other. Don't get so clo..."
Xia Yanchun was chattering on when her arm was suddenly pulled tight. The whole person was pulled into Shen Nian's embrace by him. The rest of her words reached her lips but were stifled back by the warmth radiating from Shen Nian.
"What's all that gibberish? Our moms can't see. Chunbao, indulge me a little more."
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