Curse Love Game

No, the scar is too deep, something bad will happen if I continue looking at it.

Xu Qiubai silently chanted the meditation mantra in his heart.

"Xiaobai, it's okay. I'll compensate you. Don't feel too stressed." Sister Yue said with concern.

For some reason, Xu Qiubai felt mixed emotions when he heard this. He had the impression that no one had ever said such words to him in the three-dimensional world. Everyone around him was constantly putting pressure on him.

If possible, he would like to hear more.

But it's 9:30 pm and there are only 30 minutes left.

"Ah, why can't you stop sweating? I'll get you a hairdryer..."

Sister Yue had just stood up when she stopped, because Xu Qiubai stared at the fan in her hand, revealing a sadness of parting that she had never seen before.

"Well, just once." Sister Yue sat down again and gently fanned Xu Qiubai with a palm-leaf fan.

Feeling the cool breeze with fragrance on the side, Xu Qiubai closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Sister Yue."

"I said I would call... um... forget it today."

The two of them quietly enjoyed this rare peaceful time.

"Gu————"

A rumbling stomach broke the silence.

Xu Qiubai was hungry.

"Xiaobai, didn't you have dinner?" Sister Yue asked in surprise.

"Not in time." Xu Qiubai answered truthfully.

"That won't do! You must enjoy the meal!" Sister Yue seemed a little anxious.

"Can I go make some for you?"

"Maybe it's too late." Xu Qiubai looked at the number 9:40 on his phone.

"Nonsense, there's no need to worry about being too late. I'll make you a bowl of noodles with soybean paste. It will be quick." Sister Yue patted Xu Qiubai's head gently with a palm-leaf fan, then placed it on Xu Qiubai's thigh and ran into the store.

Five minutes later, a bowl of steaming noodles with soybean paste was placed in Xu Qiubai's hand.

Looking at Sister Yue, who was fanning herself with the palm-leaf fan again and looking expectant, Xu Qiubai felt as if an onion had entered his nasal cavity.

Maybe this is the way this game tortures people. It is full of despair throughout the whole process, but gives unforgettable kindness at the last moment.

If Sister Yue also has a favorability query system, then Xu Qiubai's line would definitely be 100% at this moment.

"Sister Yue, on this very special day, can I make a few small requests?"

"Special..." Sister Yue seemed to be attracted by this word.

"You...go ahead."

For some reason, Xu Qiubai felt that Sister Yue was very nervous.

"I want to know your full name, and I want to see you without your sunglasses."

"Ah..." Sister Yue covered her mouth subconsciously.

Xu Qiubai just wanted to store the complete her in his mind.

"Um...sure, my name is Liu Xunyue."

Sister Yue slowly took off her sunglasses.

No disease, no blemish.

There was only the last piece of the puzzle falling into place, depicting her naturally beautiful face.

These eyes looked vaguely familiar, but that wasn't the point; the point was the almost overflowing tenderness within them.

Not only a sense of tenderness, Xu Qiubai even captured a hint of extremely subtle preference and affection.

This month was worth it.

This sentence was the only thing left in Xu Qiubai's mind.

But at this time——

"Mom, do you have any fried sauce in the store? I want to eat some..."

A coquettish call came from Sister Yue's side.

But soon, the call came to an abrupt end.

The noodle Xu Qiubai had picked up halfway stopped in mid-air, and his face was filled with horror.

He felt that the voice was familiar, and he knew the owner of the voice even more.

Liu Xinyi, wearing a tennis suit, was soaked in sweat.

But why did she call "Mom"? Who is her mother?

But Xu Qiubai's overload did not last too long, because he suddenly realized why he felt that Liu Xunyue's eyes were familiar just now.

Because her eyes are almost exactly the same as Liu Xinyi's.

"Xinyi..." Liu Xunyue wanted to say something, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Liu Xinyi holding a tennis racket in her hand.

"Mom... do you know him? Why is he here, what are you doing...?"

Liu Xinyi's expression was more terrifying than ever before, and her pretty face seemed to be about to break.

"You still keep this dress...you still make noodles with soybean paste for him..."

She stepped forward.

Xu Qiubai looked at Liu Xunyue again.

She was no longer in a hurry to explain herself, and her face was filled with a complex feeling of resignation.

At this moment Xu Qiubai was quite calm. After all, there were only five minutes left.

Liu Xinyi slowly walked in front of Xu Qiubai. Even when she was standing, she was not much taller than Xu Qiubai who was sitting.

Looking closely, she has inherited many of Liu Xunyue's strengths.

Those lively eyes and that impeccable chest and waist curve.

Xu Qiubai looked at her quietly.

But the next second, Liu Xinyi swung her tennis racket, and the bowl in Xu Qiubai's hand was swept away, falling to the ground and breaking into pieces, and the still steaming noodles with soybean paste spilled out.

Xu Qiubai froze.

He also noticed that a large part of the sauce in the noodles had splashed onto Liu Xunyue's legs and skirt.

After being here for a month, Xu Qiubai finally became famous for the first time.

He has always been a very gentle person since he was a child.

In the face of Liu Xinyi's various difficulties, he just smiled and thought that as a good socialist young man in his thirties, there was no need for him to bother with an 18-year-old girl.

But if you don’t explode at this moment, you are really not a human being.

Xu Qiubai stood up expressionlessly and snatched the expensive-looking tennis racket from Liu Xinyi's hand at extremely fast speed.

Liu Xinyi was pulled and staggered. After she steadied herself, she stood there in disbelief.

Xu Qiubai slowly took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, wiped the tennis racket clean and placed it on the chair.

Then he took out another one, squatted down and carefully wiped the sauce on Liu Xunyue's legs and skirt.

"Xiaobai, don't be like this..." Liu Xunyue's voice was choked with sobs.

But Xu Qiubai just gestured to her to keep quiet. After wiping off all the sauce on her body, Xu Qiubai spoke:

"Sister Yue, Liu Xinyi's father must have passed away a long time ago, right?"

Liu Xunyue did not answer, but from her slightly painful look, Xu Qiubai knew that he guessed right.

In short, it’s good that you didn’t become a thief.

Xu Qiubai suddenly smiled, and his smile was quite gentle.

He found the bouquet of blood-red roses that had been returned from the side of the chair and stuffed it into Liu Xunyue's arms.

"Sister Yue, this bouquet of flowers is for you. Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with me. If possible, I want to spend every Valentine's Day with you in the future."

At this moment Liu Xunyue burst into tears.

Xu Qiubai wiped away her tears, picked up the tennis racket on the chair, and slowly stood up.

There were only 60 seconds left, but it was enough to teach my disobedient daughter a lesson.

Xu Qiubai turned to look at Liu Xinyi and raised the tennis racket in his hand. At this moment, his eyes were full of anger and majesty.

"I didn't plan to do anything to you before I left, but you seem to lack a father's discipline." Xu Qiubai said word by word.

30 seconds left.

Liu Xinyi's face turned pale and she subconsciously took a step back.

"You can be rude to anyone in this world, but not to her, because she is your mother."

15 seconds left.

"Of course, there needs to be one more person in the last ten seconds, and that person is me, because I want to be your father!"

Xu Qiubai walked around behind her and hit the softest part behind her tennis skirt hard with his tennis racket.

The countdown returns to zero at this moment!

……

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

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