"Going on a date, it's just walking around together, seeing a show, having a meal, we've never held hands. My mom said, girls shouldn't be so casual," Zhēn Xiǎo Yān said.
"... Come on, you can't compete with Shā Lán like this. Look at her, she's all over Mò Yà. Fatty, you can't do this, otherwise Mò Yà will prefer to be with Shā Lán."
"Hell, I can't do it like this. To beat Shā Lán, at the very least, you need to let someone hold your hand, otherwise any man would like to be with Shā Lán," Yè Làng said.
"Holding hands... alright, I'll let him hold my hand!" Zhēn Xiǎo Yān seemed to have made a determined decision.
"Just that alone isn't enough, you need to embrace and kiss him..." Yè Làng continued.
"No!!" Zhēn Xiǎo Yān immediately shook her head.
"Please, are you really even interested? These things are normal in a relationship, it's not like you're being asked to give yourself away."
"No matter what, I can't do that, unless he marries me!"
"You're too traditional. I can't help you like this, figure it out on your own!" Yè Làng didn't pay any more attention to Zhēn Xiǎo Yān, it would be a miracle if this worked.
"You don't help me, I won't give you any food to eat!!"
"I can find my own..."
"You..."
...
"You two, haven't you noticed the problem?" A friend who had been watching from the sidelines said. She felt powerless towards the two of them.
"What problem?" both of them asked simultaneously.
"The problem is that the two of you are too intimate, and Moyan is naturally uncomfortable!" the friend said helplessly.
"...It does seem like that. Fatty, stay away from me!" Ye Lang said, raising his hand and beginning to create distance between him and Zhen Xiaoyan.
"Who cares about being close to you, I'd rather be far away from you, you're hindering my love life!!" Zhen Xiaoyan also started to create distance.
"...You two..."
After the friend's suggestion, the two people separated and kept their distance. This made Shanlan very uncomfortable. Maybe this way, Moyan would resolve the misunderstanding, after all, these two people truly had nothing going on.
During lunch, although Ye Lang was eating Zhen Xiaoyan's food, he was not with her. He went for a walk and took a nap, and Zhen Xiaoyan did not accompany him.
Although the two of them had started to avoid suspicion, there was no sign of improvement. This was because there was another woman in between.
"They must have something going on, they must have done something to hurt you, which is why they're separated," Shanlan said to Moyan, with a different perspective.
"Later, I will set boundaries with her!" Moyan frowned. He had reached a breaking point.
...
"Why? Why do you want to break up?" Zhen Xiaoyan looked at Moyan, tears streaming from her eyes. Girls are always sensitive and easily moved to tears, and she truly loved Moyan.
If there were no misunderstandings, they would definitely be together.
"Why? You should ask yourself, you care more about Ye Lang than about me, spending every day with Ye Lang, have you ever considered my feelings?" Moyan couldn't hold back anymore.
"I don't know...why didn't you tell me, as long as you say the word, I will keep my distance from him! I've already distanced myself from him now, can't we avoid breaking up?" Zhen Xiaoyan said tearfully.
"...," Moyan fell silent, because suddenly he realized something, his own problem.
In fact, their current situation was not just Zhen Xiaoyan's problem, Moyan also had a problem. He had never expressed his feelings, or stopped Zhen Xiaoyan from being with Ye Lang.
In reality, as long as he spoke up, Zhen Xiaoyan would definitely notice the problem and correct it. Although she would still be nervous and concerned about Ye Lang, it wouldn't be so obvious.
Perhaps, this whole thing was a mistake from the start, a confused form of admiration, a result of being moved, which led to this problem.
A wrong start, compounded with both of them not knowing how to fix the problem, the outcome was inevitable, especially with another woman in the mix.
"It's the same even if I tell you, you've been living with Ye Lang for months, you're just toying with Moyan!" Shanlan was worried that Moyan would soften, and immediately spoke up, and questioned--
"Do you dare to promise that you'll never see Ye Lang again, completely sever your relationship with him?"
"No! Ye Lang is my best friend, I won't sever my relationship with him for anything!" Zhen Xiaoyan said without hesitation. Even if it means losing love, she is not willing to give up the friendship with Ye Lang.
"Then, let me ask you, if for Ye Lang, you were asked to sever your relationship with Moyan, what would you do?" Shanlan cunningly asked.
"This..." Zhen Xiaoyan hesitated.
This situation made it very clear to others, Ye Lang was more important than Moyan!
"Let's stop here, let's go!" Moyan didn't want to say anything more, and hurriedly left with Shanlan.
Zhen Xiaoyan watched Moyan leave, standing still, tears flowing unconsciously, these tears were a tribute to her first love...
With tears in her eyes, Zhen Xiaoyan's mind went blank for a moment. When she came to, she found herself on the grass, with Ye Lang sleeping on the side.
So, she sat by Ye Lang's side, hugging her knees, continuing to cry, she still hasn't found peace...
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Ye Lang woke up and saw Zhen Xiaoyan crying, so he immediately asked.
"Ye Lang...I've broken up!" Zhen Xiaoyan cried.
"Oh, a breakup, do you want to borrow my shoulder? But beforehand, no wiping snot on it!" Ye Lang reluctantly offered his shoulder.
"You jerk, jerk, jerk..." Zhen Xiaoyan hit Ye Lang, as she continued to cry, she ended up leaning on his shoulder and weeping.
"Don't cry! You're so pretty, breaking up is his loss!" Ye Lang gently comforted.
Zhen Xiaoyan continued to cry...
"A three-legged toad is hard to find, but two-legged men are everywhere. I'll introduce you to a rich and handsome guy!"
"I don't want..." she continued to cry.
"Then I'll find the best young master in the world for you."
"No, I don't want..." shaking her head, still crying.
"Then..."
"I don't want anything, I just want to cry, after I've cried enough, it'll be okay..." Zhen Xiaoyan hugged Ye Lang and continued to cry on his shoulder.
"Then just cry as much as you need to." Ye Lang didn't say anything more, just sat on the grass, letting Zhen Xiaoyan cry on his shoulder, her whole body pressed against him.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still...
Only the two of them in the world...