Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Pitiful Little Fatty (1)

When Jiang Xing realized that something was wrong, Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi had both already gotten off the plane.

Neither of them had much luggage, and they leisurely walked out of the airport.

Yu Qingshi helped Jiang Xiaoman with her bag and slung it diagonally on his shoulders. The pink, tasseled bag looked out of place on him, but his expression was very calm and natural.

Jiang Xiaoman walked behind him, covered her mouth and secretly snickered. She thought for a while, then took the initiative to hold his hand and said righteously, “Hold my hand, or we will get separated.”

“Mm-hmm!” Yu Qingshi was in a good mood and in high spirits.

But soon, his mood was no longer as good.

Because when he and Jiang Xiaoman were only a few steps away from taking a taxi home, they saw two people standing not far away to pick them up – it was Ye Jiajia and Zhang Xinhua.

Yu Qingshi: “…”

He didn’t want to see these two for a reason.

He wanted to pretend that he didn’t see them and walked away as if nothing had happened, but it was impossible to ignore because Jiang Xiaoman had already seen those two people one step ahead of him.

It was for no reason other than because the two of them held a sign in their hands saying “Welcome back, Xiaoman and Xiaoyu—”

In the corner, there was also a congratulatory ‘happy marriage’ message!

To be honest, the sign was really vague and not good. Anyone with normal reading comprehension would think that Xiaoyu and Xiaoman eloped.

Yu Qingshi also knew that this sign was bullshit, but it didn’t prevent him from being secretly happy.

In view of this, he decided to forgive the two for now.

“Why did you tell them to come?” Yu Qingshi asked Jiang Xiaoman in a low voice, gnashing his teeth between his words with a bit of a sour taste.

“Are you jealous?”

“No.”

“You’re obviously jealous.” Jiang Xiaoman shook his hand, sighed, and said, “Oh, I like you the most. I don’t like others at all, really.”

“…” Don’t think that by saying that, he would—

Well, alright, he’ll forgive her.

Yu Qingshi smiled, “I’m not a stingy person, let’s go.”

Then the two walked over together.

“Xiaoman, Xiaoman!!!” Ye Jiajia danced happily, and when she saw Jiang Xiaoman, she immediately rushed over to hug her.

It was just a pity that this time she couldn’t hug her as she wished, because she was blocked by someone’s hand when she was still one meter away from Jiang Xiaoman.

That’s not the point. The point was that Ye Jiajia saw an image that was very hostile for single dogs¹.

Because Yu Qingshi, who always gave a look that radiated “strangers stay away”, actually took the initiative to hold Xiaoman’s hand tightly, as if declaring sovereignty. And if she didn’t make a mistake, Ye Jiajia always felt that when Yu Qingshi looked at her, there was some coldness in his eyes.

Not friendly?

Very unfriendly.

Instantly, Ye Jiajia’s mind went through countless thoughts, and she soon knew that she probably discovered some mystery.

And Zhang Xinhua, this stupid fool, actually didn’t realize anything. He pointed at the pink bag that Yu Qingshi was carrying, which obviously belonged to a girl, and said in surprise, “Qingshi, why do you use this kind of bag?”

Yu Qingshi: “…”

Jiang Xiaoman: “…”

Ye Jiajia: “…”

The three were silent for a moment at the same time. In the end, Jiang Xiaoman reacted. She took back her bag and said casually, “It’s mine. It’s too heavy, so he carried it for me.”

She didn’t know if other people believed it or not, but Zhang Xinhua did.

Since Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi moved to B city to study, the group of four had become a pair of two, and it was usually rare for them to see each other. It was summer vacation this time, so naturally they had to meet up.

For Ye Jiajia, even though Jiang Xiaoman had not been by her side for three years, Jiang Xiaoman was still her best friend.

The two did not feel like strangers, and as soon as they met, they went shopping together hand in hand.

There were two girls and two boys… No, Yu Qingshi really didn’t really want to group up with Zhang Xinhua, but he couldn’t do anything about it. Ever since he was little, his opinions never mattered.

He could only team up with Zhang Xinhua.

The two girls chatted in a low voice at the front, and the boys followed behind.

Zhang Xinhua was not entirely stupid; at the very least, he could still feel that Yu Qingshi’s mood was not very great.

But this was not a big deal, because for Zhang Xinhua, it was something he could ignore.

Zhang Xinhua was concerned about another thing. He always felt that when he saw Yu Qingshi this time, something in him seemed to have changed, and he wasn’t the same as before.

It was a pity that Zhang Xinhua was not Ye Jiajia, but a real straight man. He couldn’t make any inference, so he said bluntly, “Qingshi, why do I feel that something is wrong with you?”

Yu Qingshi glanced at him, “Maybe something’s wrong with you.”

“…??” Zhang Xinhua seriously reflected on it for a while, but suddenly fell silent without saying anything.

He seemed to have some worries too.

“I feel like you’re not the same as before.”

“What’s the difference?” Yu Qingshi rarely chatted like this with anyone other than Jiang Xiaoman.

In the past, even towards Ye Jiajia and Zhang Xinhua who were with them every day, he wouldn’t say a word. But now he found that it was not unacceptable to have such meaningless exchanges with people.

Zhang Xinhua looked at him seriously, touched his chin, and said, “It’s just that… the way you look at people has changed. It’s no longer the look that says ‘strangers stay away’.”

Yeah?

Yu Qingshi smiled mysteriously and said vaguely, “Wrong. You’re the only one who’s kept away.”

Zhang Xinhua was dumbfounded.

What did that mean?

Ah???

Footnote:

1. A self deprecative term for people who are single