Why The Big Villain Hasn’t Run Away

She had already changed the remarks on her mobile phone for Jiang Baichu since long ago and called her ‘Little Rose in the World’.

[Little Rose in the World]: Sister, it’s been a long time since I saw you. How have you been recently?

This little girl will talk to her every so often. When Yan Luqing posted on her circle of friends, she never failed to like and comment on it. She is beautiful and has a good personality. She really deserves being the Female Lead of this book.

Yan Luqing replied to Jiang Baichu, and in turn asked her with a wave of ‘how about you’, and then attached several emojis too.

It was also at this time that she found that there were countless bubbles on Jiang Baichu’s profile picture, which were mainly pink. So she clicked it curiously.

But after she clicked in, Yan Luqing found that what was displayed in the frame was not a pure text message, but a small video.

“?”

Yan Luqing wondered: “What is this? Why does a small video appear here?”

Makabaka’s voice was very excited: “Maria’s golden finger was upgraded a while ago because of your post in the campus forum. The pink has risen to a very high level and now it has gone from being able to see only words and pictures to being able to watch small videos.”

“It might have been just a text bubble, but because it’s a Golden Finger, it will automatically generate a small video and send it to you~”

“Is this… a real live broadcast?”

“Almost the same!”

Yan Luqing opened the small video with great curiosity.

As a result, she was caught off guard. The first thing she saw when she opened it was the Little Pine Tree in the World slamming against the Little Rose in the World. The two didn’t talk much. After the Little Pine Tree finished doing so, it directly bowed its heads and kissed the Little Rose.

…It’s a kiss scene again.

She is about to suffer from kiss scene PTSD.

A young man and a young girl in school uniforms kissed in a hidden dark corner, romantically and without much experience. It’s not as intense as in the movie, but they also kissed for a long time. At the end of the kiss, the clear voice of the Male Lead Qi Yanchuan came out from the small video: “Wife.”

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Jiang Baichu blushed: “Who’s your wife? Don’t randomly call people.”

“Whoever I kiss is.” Little Pine Tree continued to call, “Wife, wife…”

“……”

For some unknown reason, she still finished watching it with an awkward and complicated mood.

Then Yan Luqing said expressionlessly: “… Wow, thank you for the dog food sent during your busy schedule, Female Lead.”

Makabaka couldn’t help sighing emotionally: “Oh my God, they are so sweet~”

“Yeah, so sweet.”

But even if it is sweet, so what? Yan Luqing thought.

Their relationship has nothing to do with her at all.

Anyway, she was not envious at all. Instead, she felt very tired watching the kissing scene.

The next day, November 11.

Early in the morning, Yan Luqing received Little Black’s sincere blessing.

“Happy Singles’ Day, Miss Yan!”

“……”

Yan Luqing squinted: “Little Black, you must remember to wish me a happy Tomb Sweeping Day next year.”

She went downstairs a little earlier than Gu Ci. When she entered the dining room, the two looked at each other for two seconds. Gu Ci seemed to observe her for a few glances first, and then said as usual: “Good morning.”

“Scared me to death.” Yan Luqing said with a sigh of relief, “I thought you wanted to wish me a Happy Singles’ Day like Little Black.”

Gu Ci’s action of drinking water then paused.

“Oh, you don’t want to be wished?” He looked very interested, “Why? As a single person, do you think this festival is not a happy event?”

“……”

The way he asked this.

If she says she’s not happy, won’t it make people think she wants to get off the single status?

Yan Luqing calmed down and lowered her head to eat: “I just simply feel that single person sounds unpleasant.”

This is the end of the two’s topic of ‘single person’.