Chapter 4

Crossing the bridge and arriving at the commercial street, it actually turned out to be more troublesome to buy pure fabric than to buy ready-made dresses. Nowadays, who still makes their own clothes? Of course, considering that Du Xiangxiang could "particleize" things with colored pens, buying ready-made dresses and buying fabric should be the same for her. However, the prices of the two were completely different. The money spent on a slightly better quality, ready-made dress could buy a large bundle of fabric.

Due to his mother, who had once owed a mountain of debt, Sun Yan didn't have much money and naturally needed to be frugal.

In the store, there was no specific place for selling fabric. Helplessly, Sun Yan could only take Du Xiangxiang through a small alley to another street. As they passed the intersection, many children were buying ice cream. Du Xiangxiang curiously looked at the ice cream cones in the children's hands, seemingly wanting to know what they were.

After walking for a while, Sun Yan turned his head and saw that she was still looking back. Since he was also a bit hungry, he asked her to wait there and then followed the children to queue up, buying two ice cream cones.

Just as he returned, he saw three thugs with bizarre hair colors surrounding Du Xiangxiang. She was cornered against the wall, looking at them with fear. One of the young men, who had a scar on his face, blocked Du Xiangxiang and grinned, "Little sister, do you have a boyfriend?"

Although they had taken a shortcut to get to the other street, the city's security had always been good. Sun Yan never expected to encounter thugs here. It was rare for him to take a girl out, and now the girl was being approached by thugs. Was this the rhythm of becoming the main character?

He walked towards Du Xiangxiang, and the thug on the right of the scar-faced youth extended his arm to block him, looking vicious.

The scar-faced youth, clearly drunk, turned and glanced at him, "Little sister, is this your boyfriend?"

Du Xiangxiang, shrinking like a little white rabbit, said, "Sir, this little girl doesn't know you, please let me go..."

The scar-faced youth was taken aback and then laughed, "Little sister, you're quite interesting..."

Sun Yan slipped under the arm of the thug blocking him, came to Du Xiangxiang's side, and smiled at the scar-faced youth, "Big brother, please step aside."

Du Xiangxiang, afraid, hid behind him.

The scar-faced youth glared at him, "Your girlfriend?"

Sun Yan said, "No!"

"Then get lost." The scar-faced youth, who had drunk a lot, raised his hand.

Suddenly, his fist grew larger and smashed into his face, blood splattering. At the same time, the ice cream exploded to the side like a flower.

The scar-faced youth grunted and was pushed back several meters. Sun Yan, with his left hand, pulled Du Xiangxiang and ran forward. The other two thugs, completely taken aback, had not expected their companion to raise his hand to scare the guy, but instead, the guy punched first, hitting the scar-faced youth's nose. The thug on the left of the scar-faced youth instinctively dodged the flying ice cream, which grazed his face, leaving a white mark.

By the time they finally reacted and rushed over, Sun Yan had already pulled Du Xiangxiang into the crowd. Then he quickly turned around and shouted at the two thugs, "Thieves, you dared to chase after me after stealing my girlfriend's things?"

This shout immediately drew the attention of everyone around. Sun Yan was just a high school student, and although Du Xiangxiang's attire was inappropriate, she was still quite pretty and easy to like. The two thugs, with their yellow hair and trendy clothes, were clearly not good people in most people's eyes. Moreover, Sun Yan had called them "thieves," a profession that was always despised. Instantly, everyone was staring at the two thugs.

The two thugs immediately froze, one of them muttering, "We're not thieves!"

On the other side, Sun Yan had already pulled Du Xiangxiang and run away...

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Sun Yan pulled Du Xiangxiang through the alley to another street. Although this street was not as bustling as the commercial street, there were still many people coming and going.

Considering that the scar-faced youth, who had been beaten, might not be willing to let it go and could still chase them, he continued to pull Du Xiangxiang and run. However, as they ran, he noticed that the girl behind him was getting slower and her hand was trembling. He turned his head and looked at the girl he was holding with his left hand. She was looking at him with tears in her eyes, more afraid than when the three thugs had approached her.

"What's wrong?" Sun Yan asked.

"You, you've been holding my hand all along..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wasn't this to save you? Sun Yan glanced behind her, not seeing anyone chasing them, but still decided to pull her and continue running.

"What if I get pregnant?" The girl's eyes were welling up with tears.

Sun Yan... froze!

Pregnant? Sun Yan stiffly turned his head and looked at the girl who was about to cry.

A breeze blew, and Sun Yan felt as if the entire city was shocked.

"Yao Yao said that when a boy and a girl hold hands, they will, will get pregnant..." Du Xiangxiang looked up at him, nervous.

Sun Yan remembered a joke he had heard before: A man and a woman held hands, and then the woman got pregnant. Why? The answer was that neither of them washed their hands...

At that moment, he thought Du Xiangxiang was telling him this joke.

But she clearly wasn't.

He subconsciously let go of her hand.

Du Xiangxiang turned around in panic, facing away from him, and crouched down, saying softly, "This little girl isn't... but we haven't gotten married yet. What if, what if..." She was a bit incoherent.

"Holding hands won't make you pregnant!" Sun Yan had to tell her this cruel truth.

Du Xiangxiang looked up in surprise, turning to look at him, "Really? But Yao Yao said..."

"I think she was lying to you." Sun Yan shrugged.

Du Xiangxiang's eyes widened, looking doubtful, "Then how does one get pregnant?"

Sun Yan's head ached, thinking about how to explain this to her. Du Xiangxiang's body stiffened again, "Is it... kissing?"

Kissing won't make you pregnant either!

Sun Yan asked, "Didn't your parents tell you about this?"

Du Xiangxiang's voice was soft, "I asked my mother before, how she and my father had me. She said she picked me up from the garbage pile."

My mother said the same thing, and I wished it were true.

The girl looked at him curiously, wanting to know the real answer.

"Kissing... something like that!" Although it was far from the truth, what else could Sun Yan say?

Is there no sex education in the immortal realm? Well, actually, there isn't here either...

Du Xiangxiang touched her cheek with her finger and looked up, "Now that I think about it, Yao Yao seemed to be lying to me. At that time, she was saying that holding hands would make you have a baby while laughing and rolling on the ground, holding her stomach."

If she was laughing like that, how could you still believe her? I think you're smarter than her.

"The Yao Yao you mentioned seems pretty bad," Sun Yan shrugged.

At that moment, a cold wind seemed to blow from somewhere, making him feel chilly.

What's this ominous feeling? He looked left and right but didn't see anything wrong. Considering that the three thugs might still chase them, he pulled Du Xiangxiang's sleeve and walked... pulling a sleeve shouldn't make you pregnant, right?

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(Everyone, please stop making fun of the book title. Saying too much about it just makes me cry! T_T. I did indeed want to change the title, but I couldn't think of a better one. Although I sought some help, either the suggestions weren't good enough or they didn't fit the theme. Actually, the titles chosen by Ben Niao are quite fitting, like "All the Girls Are Flying in the Sky" and "They Say I'm a Swordsmen." Those who have read the books know. "My Girlfriend Is an Immortal" is indeed a very ordinary and simple title, but at least it fits the theme. Without a better title, I had to use this one. Now, since I've already signed the contract with this title, it can't be changed!)

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