People with poor judgment should be avoided and given a wide berth.

Taking a photo of the rain outside.

Immediately began editing the caption on his phone: [All the sudden thoughts in the world are just because they were always on your mind, but it seems that's all it can be. Forgive me, your knight has stepped down.]

Click to upload!

Ye Liangchen watched the photo upload before lying back down on the bed.

While refreshing his phone screen, he muttered to himself, "I wonder how much it will hurt you to see this."

After refreshing for a while, he found no browsing history, guessing that Li Qingxue might be studying and not looking at her phone right now.

So he put the phone down, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling.

This past week, he hadn't been treating Li Qingxue nicely at all.

Instead, he had been keeping up a cold and indifferent attitude in front of her.

There were several times when Ye Liangchen had clearly seen Li Qingxue trying to say something to him but hesitating.

It seemed like she wanted to say something to him.

But he never gave her the chance to speak.

"You must be feeling really miserable inside, but I'm sorry, I can't help it. These things you have to go through are necessary. Only by experiencing a 'fire chasing the husband' can you really understand how much you love me."

"Otherwise, you won't cherish me."

"We've known each other for so long that you can't tell if it's friendship or something more between us. But it doesn't matter, I can help you with that."

"Having the person who has always chased after you suddenly distance themselves... you must be very uncomfortable, right?"

But this was exactly the effect Ye Liangchen wanted. The more uncomfortable Li Qingxue felt, the more she would think about all the good times they shared.

The more she thought about how he was always there for her, the more regretful she would become about not accepting his confession.

She would slowly start to suffer and gradually wake up, eventually kicking off a 'fire chasing the husband' scenario for him.

Just like in his dream.

Chasing after him, expressing her feelings to him.

At that point, the initiative would be in his hands.

Thinking about this and the bet he made with Gao Quan, Ye Liangchen couldn't help but let out a contemptuous laugh.

He really couldn't imagine what kind of expression Gao Quan would have when that happens.

Suddenly, something crossed Ye Liangchen's mind.

"With such heavy rain today, should Hu Yuying be doing part-time work?"

"From what I know about the treasure girl, as long as it's not raining knives from the sky, she would definitely go to work!"

"I wonder if she brought an umbrella."

"If she sees me all soaked just to give her an umbrella, that treasure girl should be really moved, right?"

Thinking about this, Ye Liangchen decided to go and check.

While taking into account Li Qingxue's feelings, he also couldn't forget about his treasure girl. Although there was only a week left before he would officially meet Hu Yuying in his dream.

This didn't stop him from being able to show his concern for her early.

A perfect man should be fair to all!

He got up, put on clothes, looked at what he was wearing, hesitated for a moment, then took it off. Opening the wardrobe, he found his white shirt.

Because the white shirt would cling tightly to his body when wet, it could unconsciously show off his figure while also letting Hu Yuying see how much effort he made just to give her an umbrella.

......

Long Aotian returned home, took a shower, and looked at the still pouring rain outside, grabbing an umbrella and stepping out of his house.

He arrived at the vegetable market.

Having visited often recently, Long Aotian had become familiar with the vendors around here.

When buying vegetables, they even gave Long Aotian a small discount.

With his purchases in hand, Long Aotian asked the old man at the stall to cut a piece of meat, thinking just eating meat wouldn't do.

Finally, he asked the old man to chop some spareribs for him.

"Going to see that young teacher again?" The old man asked softly, looking at the vegetables Long Aotian bought.

"Yeah, I'll be going to her place for tutoring every weekend from now on," Long Aotian replied.

"Alright." The old man laughed, thinking about how his son had improved from being last place to fifth from last, he happily chopped a few more pounds of spareribs.

As parents, seeing their child consistently ranked last, how could they not be anxious?

Previously, because of Long Aotian's grades, the old man had suggested that Long Aotian could go to a tutoring center.

But because of this matter, Long Aotian had the biggest argument with him ever.

Ever since then, the old man didn't know how to bring up the topic with Long Aotian anymore, wanting to say something to his child but afraid of making their relationship even more strained.

Now seeing Long Aotian slowly changing, the old man was overjoyed.

He felt very grateful towards the teacher who could help his son with tutoring, without holding back at all.

Instead, he was very appreciative.

Appreciative that she could spare her holiday time amidst such a busy high school life to tutor Long Aotian.

"Then I'll be off, I'll come back after the afternoon tutoring session."

"Do you have money? Take some money, use it to buy something for the teacher later." The old man said as he began to take money out of the box.

"I still have money, don't take it. I'm leaving," Long Aotian patted his pocket and picked up the meat and vegetables. "I'll leave an umbrella for you, right here."

He left one of the umbrellas he had brought from home for the old man and then left the place.

As he walked along the road, he held the umbrella with his neck and shoulder, freeing one hand to send a message to Hu Yuying.

"Are you home? I'm coming over now."

He quickly received a reply: "I'm sorry, Long brother, I haven't gotten home yet."

"Where are you?"

"I'm at Nanfeng Plaza now; I'll be home soon," Hu Yuying said, looking up at the rain that showed no signs of letting up, her face showing a trace of anxiety.

In the morning, the weather was just overcast, but she didn't expect it to rain so heavily now.

Glancing at a nearby store, Hu Yuying walked in, only to find that the cheapest umbrella on the shelves cost thirty yuan. She immediately hesitated.

In the end, she left the store empty-handed.

"On my way here, I saw a guy getting drenched in the rain, completely soaked. It's so funny."

"The best part is that he was holding an umbrella but not using it. Isn't that strange?"

"Could he be filming some idol drama?"

Standing at the store entrance, Hu Yuying overheard the conversation of passersby and couldn't help but look in that direction.

Then she saw a figure in a white shirt and skinny jeans slowly approaching from the distance.

As he walked, he stretched out his hands, letting the heavy rain pour down on him.

An unintentional glance made Hu Yuying pause.

Ye Liangchen also stopped for a moment, then chuckled softly, looking up at the sky with a smile: "Is this the fate between us?"

"In the crowded plaza, once the other person appears, the gaze always unintentionally falls on them."

Thinking of this, Ye Liangchen quickened his pace toward Hu Yuying.

As Ye Liangchen got closer, Hu Yuying awkwardly frowned.

The white shirt, soaked by the rain, stuck tightly to his body, and the two small black buttons on his chest stood out strikingly against the wet shirt.

"Doesn't he feel embarrassed?" At this point, Hu Yuying suddenly remembered what Long Aotian had said: **["People with such poor judgment should be given a wide berth in the future."]**

**"Hey, my old friends, look at this. This is the sweetest novel I've ever read.

Oh, my goodness, it's sweeter than Granny Tom's strawberry pie.

If you've read this far and haven't given it five stars, asked for updates, or sponsored it, I swear I'll kick your butt with my shoe. I absolutely mean it.

Hehe! Old friends, what I want to say is, please stay and keep going, give it five stars, ask for updates, and sponsor it..."**

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