Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 266 Extra 2
Tan Jia glanced at him, introduced him to the person in the video as her boyfriend, and asked him to return the phone to her parents if he had nothing else to do.

When her parents answered the phone, they also asked her when she was flying back.

She glanced again at the person staring intently at her, and calmly replied, "I haven't decided yet, we'll talk about it later."

After a long, rambling conversation, the video ended, and Tan Jia continued eating the crab meat.

After a moment of silence in the private room, Lin Zhiyue suddenly asked, "Can I go back with you?"

They've made progress; they're even able to proactively make requests now.

"What if I say no?" she asked mischievously.

"Then I'll take the next flight."

What if I don't want you to go?

"why?"

"There aren't so many whys in relationships. A thousand words or ten thousand sentences can be summed up in one sentence: I don't want to."

“But I don’t understand,” Lin Zhiyue said calmly, looking at her. “If I can’t figure out why, then we should be together.”

They should be together, both in terms of relationship and geographical location.

“That’s an idealized scenario,” Tan Jia said, placing a purple seashell on his plate. “What if you break up?”

"Impossible. Why did you break up?"

"Because I'm getting married, and the groom isn't you?"

"It's impossible." He said these four words lightly, but there was an inexplicable sense of gloomy certainty about them.

Tan Jia answered the initial question again: "Okay, it seems I have no choice but to bring you along, otherwise I'm afraid I'll miss the flight and become the protagonist of the next case."

It was clearly teasing.

She's clearly the dangerous one when it comes to relationships.

But she is a convincingly dangerous individual.

Once Lin Zhiyue was calmed down, he continued to peel crabs and shrimp for her.

Halfway through the meal, another video came in on Tan Jia's phone.

This time it was Tan Ming who called, asking if she was home. His aunt had made several more meals, and he would deliver them to her on his way to the police station.

Xiao Chen, who was also in the passenger seat, leaned closer to look and said, "Wow, the two of you are having a big meal outside. Are you on a date?"

“Hmm,” Tan Jia said, “Brother, you take the food to the police station first, and we’ll go back to get it after we finish eating.”

"What do you mean by taking a detour? Where are you going?"

"If you want to know good places for a date, I'll send you a guide after today."

Tan Ming: "...Go home early, the world at night is dangerous."

Xiao Chen laughed so hard he was spitting out bubbles when he drank water.

Tan Ming kicked him, then said seriously into the phone, "There's been a serial dismemberment killer on the loose lately, so don't come home too late."

Tan Jia: "Don't worry, our last date will be at home."

"..." How could I forget? They've been living together for a long time!

After hanging up the video call, Tan Ming continued driving to work, and after a while, he suddenly clicked his tongue.

"Only idle people wait to be summoned all day long." Look at Lin Zhiyue's submissive and worthless appearance.

Xiao Chen: "You're always on call, aren't you? As long as the young couple likes it, that's all that matters."

"Is that love? It's like a fierce woman being swayed by a persistent suitor. I told him before that someone like him is like a stray cat that recognizes its owner; once it's attached, it won't leave. People with unstable mental states can..."

"Don't get cocky. If you're so capable, go say it in front of your sister."

Tan Ming fell silent. Given Tan Jiana's personality, even elders might not dare to lecture her.

Xiao Chen glanced at him and said, "You should hurry up and find someone too. Stop staring at those young people. While you're busy gossiping here, they're already holding hands and kissing in a restaurant." Those young couples are the kind of people who dare to kiss deeply in front of the police station.

Tan Ming slammed his fist on the horn and cursed at the driver who had parked in front of him and was blocking the way.

Xiao Chen: So this is what they call "pointing at the grass in the dark"?

Lin Zhiyue sneezed in the restaurant.

Tan Jia glanced at him during their sashimi meal and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

"No." He continued peeling shrimp, but his phone buzzed and vibrated several times. The notification sounds were faint, but they were still quite noticeable when combined.

Tan Jia looked at him again.

Lin Zhiyue pursed her lips, wiped her hands, and checked her phone.

The people who came up with the ideas seemed even more anxious than him, constantly asking how things were going and repeatedly emphasizing the details—

Avoid oily and spicy foods; remember to peel shrimp for others; and offer to pull out a chair for someone if there's a seat available. Thoughtfulness is a man's greatest charm!

[Remember to observe her meals carefully, paying particular attention to what she likes and dislikes, especially what she dislikes, so you can improve on that next time.]

If she asks you any questions, remember to answer them well, with attitude, depth, and by reflecting your sound worldview, philosophy of life, and values.

Remember, pay with style, and serve food with gentleness. A man who alternates between coolness and tenderness is the most attractive!

One after another, the tinkling sounds blended together.

Lin Zhiyue simply silenced his phone, and when he looked up again, he found Tan Jia staring at him meaningfully.

"My interpersonal relationships have improved by leaps and bounds; it seems I've gained more people than my brother did when he visited the public."

He confessed earnestly, "It was Lin Zhiyan and the others."

"Oh? What are you talking about that's so intense? I remember she complained to me before that you're invisible to humans online."

Lin Zhiyue was quiet for a moment before whispering, "I asked them how they planned to go on a date."

Tan Jia raised one eyebrow high: "So you're the strategist. Did you get any constructive advice?"

"……No."

"No? Are all of you siblings single?"

"..."

Lin Zhiyue ignored these irrelevant people and hesitantly asked her, "What do you want me to do?"

"Dating isn't a behavior modification experiment. No one can tell you what you have to do. Dating is about mutual selection through the process of both parties expressing themselves. Just follow your own thoughts."

His brow furrowed even deeper: "You won't like my idea."

Tan Jia gestured for a pause: "It sounds like the content inside might not pass censorship. Never mind, don't say anything more. This is a society governed by law."

Lin Zhiyue stared into her eyes, as if trying to discern her true reaction. His gaze lingered for more than two or three seconds, beyond what is typical in social situations, compelling her to look back. It was as if he had dialed a private line with his eyes, waiting only for her to answer.

Then he persistently asked, "Would you like it?"

Before anyone could answer, he already had his own answer. Actually, he wasn't her type at all; the blond, blue-eyed, eloquent man in the video was much more to her liking.

Tan Jia watched him rain down in a small area like a dark cloud, and said in a drawn-out voice, "How could I not like you? I liked you to death the moment I saw you."

She said it on purpose, thinking that Lin Zhiyue would be satisfied and end this tangled topic, but she didn't expect him to not believe her at all.

He even asked, "What do you like about me?"

"You want me to write an 800-word essay for you? Isn't the confidence that everyone should have to be liked?"

He paused for a moment, then asked awkwardly, "If I hadn't experienced what happened eleven years ago, and had grown up like everyone else, would you still be with me?"

Tan Jia rested her hand on the back of his chair and said casually, "That's a problem for me in another timeline to consider. In this timeline, I'm with you."

After saying that, she leaned in and kissed him.

Under the deep kiss, Lin Zhiyue didn't even care about the cold crab meat, let alone those messy problems; he just wanted to press her closer to him.