Chapter 9: The Neighbor Brought Me Food

For high school students, no, I should say boys, what are the top three most enjoyable moments?

This one is from a boy, you're pretty clever.

This can't be shaken, it's too valuable.

Dad!

This is the millennia-old filial piety culture, it must be included.

Apart from that, there's only the chorus of 'Oh~~' from the boys.

"Chen Yuan, someone's looking for you oh~~"

"They brought you food, go quickly, the food is getting cold oh~~"

"Bro, you're awesome oh~~"

Almost all the boys still in the class were teasing him.

The remaining girls, though quieter with their words, were also constantly sizing up the girl at the door.

So beautiful.

As exquisite and perfect as a princess from a Japanese manga, with her jet-black, smooth hair, a small, delicate face, and a gentle, obedient demeanor, she was flawless. The only thing to criticize might be—she doesn't belong to me.

Zhou Fu is pretty, but her appeal is entirely due to her large bust. In terms of looks alone, she's not in the same league. Of course, this girl has an advantage in wearing a casual skirt. If Zhou Fu dressed a bit more revealingly, she could also be a match.

"Sorry, you guys go ahead and eat, my neighbor brought me food..."

"You're so mean, betrayal! The wound of betrayal never heals!" Zhou Yu cried, painfully realizing that his single buddy was suddenly doing well, and doing incredibly well at that.

As a brother, I'm not saying I don't wish you well.

Just don't starve, a bit of simple food is enough.

Why do you have to have gourmet meals every meal?!

Quickly tell me, this is a hired shill you paid for, just to satisfy your vanity, spending half a month's living expenses for this moment.

You're so vain, you're so despicable, Chen Yuan!

"Sorry, I'm leaving." Chen Yuan apologized to Zhou Yu and the others with a fist bump, then went out to find Xia Xin Yu.

This girl is looking for Chen Yuan...

Seeing Xia Xin Yu at the door, Zhou Fu's expression suddenly stiffened, showing a look of surprise.

No.

And Zhou Yu suddenly realized, if Chen Yuan goes to have dinner with that girl, does that mean I can...

Turning his head with hidden joy, looking at Zhou Fu and He Si Jiao, Zhou Yu's face gradually showed an awkward expression, as if he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself...

No, I'm not familiar with these two.

Chen Yuan, take me with you!

"Really didn't expect you to bring me food, how did you find this class?"

Eating in the classroom wasn't good, so Chen Yuan took Xia Xin Yu to the circular flower bed in front of the school gate. Sitting on the stone bench under the arched canopy, the two of them placed their food on their laps and started eating lunch together.

"I looked at the school's science ranking board, there's only one student from Class 18 in the top hundred. You said you were in a relatively poor class, so I asked at the door... and sure enough, you were in this class."

"Is that 'sure enough' a bit malicious?"

"You, are actually in this class?" Xia Xin Yu rephrased, asking seriously.

"It sounds even more embarrassing." Chen Yuan clasped his hands together, begging her to stop.

"The eel rice is really delicious... and you went to so much trouble, I'm really sorry." What Xia Xin Yu was most embarrassed about was that to eat a lobster, she even delayed her suicide.

What a shameless foodie.

"You also packed a few small dishes, so it's like you invited me back." Chen Yuan didn't mind, eating the other dishes with large bites.

"No, I made this myself."

"..." Hearing this, Chen Yuan looked at the colorful and fragrant dishes in the lunch box—cucumber stir-fried with ham, poached eggs, and green pepper stir-fried with pork—and was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

Is this the kind of delicious food a 17-year-old can make?

No wonder the praise was 'can cook well.'

It's like when Sun Wukong says that Yamucha's Wolf Fang Fist is quite powerful; the praise is so insincere that it sounds fake.

"I'll wash your lunch box when I get back." Xia Xin Yu was still very polite.

Such a girl, with her almost virtuous behavior, should have made Chen Yuan feel flattered and his heart race. But seeing her unshakable, already [2] lifespan, he felt that all these emotions were superfluous.

She's not unconditionally good to me, like a little nanny.

She just wants to repay her debts before she dies.

The object of repayment can be the Boston lobster, or this box of eel rice, but it can't be just him.

While Chen Yuan was feeling down, his hand holding the chopsticks suddenly trembled, and a piece of eel fell onto Xia Xin Yu's skirt, probably on her thigh.

"Mine, mine." Chen Yuan immediately apologized.

"Huh? Oh, okay." Xia Xin Yu was stunned for a moment, then picked up the piece of eel and quickly placed it in Chen Yuan's bowl, saying weakly, "Yours, yours."

"..."

Looking at the piece of eel in his lunch box, which had touched Xia Xin Yu's thigh before him, Chen Yuan was momentarily speechless.

After replaying the scene in his mind, he wanted to bury himself in the ground and put up a small tombstone right there.

No, you misunderstood.

I mean, mine.

It's a shortened form of 'this is my fault.'

Damn, I should watch fewer live streams and learn less abstract language!

Language has lost its meaning at this moment!

"Mine... my fault, did I dirty your skirt?" Chen Yuan asked.

My fault?

Ah!

Realizing this, Xia Xin Yu had the same thought as Chen Yuan, but hers was more extreme and practical—thinking about this embarrassing moment while sleeping tonight, she might as well commit suicide now.

Goodbye, Mr. Chen Yuan.

What a fool, how could such a generous person be possessive? And it fell on my leg, he would definitely be disgusted.

So stupid, so stupid, so stupid...

I might as well die now.

Thinking about this, Xia Xin Yu blushed. Seeing this, Chen Yuan naturally picked up the piece of eel and put it in his mouth: "It's fine, it's still edible within three seconds."

"Once it falls, it's done..."

"By original price, this piece of eel is worth three yuan."

When converted to a price, it immediately triggered Xia Xin Yu's frugal buffer, but it was too embarrassing to let Chen Yuan eat it, so she directly leaned over and ate the eel from his chopsticks.

Indirect... no, it's a kiss.

Although Chen Yuan thought this behavior was fine, as long as the other person didn't have Helicobacter pylori, atypical pneumonia, hand, foot, and mouth disease, hepatitis A, or other infectious diseases that can be transmitted through saliva, and this girl had a faint fragrance, clearly being very clean.

But Xia Xin Yu seemed to mind, and after eating, she turned her head completely, leaving him with a finely chewing, almost blushing face.

I've wanted to say this for a while, this girl is too sensitive, how can she blush so easily.

A beauty that doesn't fit the Chinese baby constitution.

"Chen Yuan, what are you doing!"

At this moment, Old Mo, holding a bag of lunch boxes, stood in front of them like the Armored Titan, with a very bad expression.