Mist, muscles, angles, eyes.

Chen Xi was pulled back to reality by the remnants of her rationality just a second before she completely lost herself.

It was just one minute past the end of class.

The young girl looked at the cars not far away that were picking up other university students and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. She thought of the man's robust physique, yet he always rode a small electric scooter, like an adult insisting on playing bumper cars with a toy. She couldn't help but giggle foolishly.

In a flash, she recalled that rainy day, the first time she wrapped her arms around the man's waist. The warmth and sense of security she felt were even more comforting than a winter bed.

And now, it was only two minutes past the end of class.

Chen Xi suddenly felt a baseless sense of loss, probably because she saw a couple passing by. The height difference between the man and woman was so great, like a tiger leading a rabbit on a stroll, creating a strong visual impact.

That's what others saw, but what Chen Xi noticed more was the smile on their faces.

For some reason, her vision began to blur, and the girl's face became increasingly familiar, like her own reflection in the mirror. The man's appearance also began to change until it became...

In an instant, rationality returned to her mind, and Chen Xi realized what absurd thoughts she had been having. She quickly patted her cheeks and sighed.

The young girl glanced at her watch; only three minutes had passed since the end of class.

Was time really passing so slowly? It had only been three minutes, yet it felt like three hours to her.

The young girl looked toward the end of the distant road. He still hadn't come. It was strange; she knew full well that he couldn't possibly arrive so quickly, so why did she still want to look?

The sun was setting, and a hint of blood-red appeared in Chen Xi's vision.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the questions Xue Lan had asked her at noon.

A blush crept up her cheeks, unsure if it was the farewell poem left by the setting sun or the silent confession of a young girl.

It was now four minutes past the end of class.

Suddenly, a gentle voice rang in Chen Xi's ears:

"Little Xi, you must understand, your mother has already sacrificed her happiness for the family. You must not follow in her footsteps, do you understand?"

Unexpectedly, there was no joy or attachment in the young girl's eyes, only a strange cold glint.

Because she knew, those were the rare words her mother would say to her. Most of the time, she was a madwoman driven insane...

"Get lost! Just seeing you annoys me!"

"Crying, crying, why are you crying!? If you're so good at crying, why don't you go mourn for your father who died before he could even marry you!"

"Seeing your face makes me sick, you're just like the rest of the Chen family's trash!"

"Get out! Get out! You're all the same, emotionless creatures! Monsters! Monsters!"

"......"

The memories of the past were suffocating, yet Chen Xi was used to it. She glanced at her watch; indeed, it was two minutes fast.

Six minutes had passed... and he still hadn't come to pick her up?

Chen Xi looked up again toward the distance, still not seeing that figure. Her vision blurred, and she saw two figures in the distance.

The man was in a suit and leather shoes, looking handsome and dashing, while the woman beside him wore a wedding dress, exuding mature charm from within.

They smiled at her, walking toward her.

She looked at their faces in disbelief, the closer they got, the clearer they became, the clearer they became, the more panicked she felt, until finally, she saw clearly.

The man was Yan Feng, and the woman beside him... was Gu Qing.

A complex emotion surged in her heart, and Chen Xi couldn't tell what it was mixed with, but what she could clearly feel was...

Anger.

If she could, she would transform into a strong lioness, pounce forward, and tear that big-breasted, brainless, giggling woman to shreds, even if it meant being shot by a hunter the next second. She had to make her die!

Rationality returned, and Chen Xi was startled by her own crazy thoughts.

She looked around in a panic, fearing that others might hear her inner voice. Seeing no reaction from anyone, she let out a long breath and looked at her watch.

Only eight minutes had passed since the end of class.

Why hadn't he come yet...

Chen Xi felt a bit deflated. She was really strange today; whenever she had a moment of idleness, her mind would wander. And now, she was even considering a strange question—

Would Yan Feng not come to pick her up? Could he have... had an accident on the way?

The young girl's heart tightened, and she shook her head subconsciously.

He was so strong, such a good person, nothing would happen to him. Besides, it had only been eight minutes, and it usually took him at least ten minutes to ride from the company to the university. She was just overthinking...

Nine minutes... ten minutes...

This minute felt like torture.

All the previous questions surfaced in her mind, and Chen Xi's heart began to feel restless, fearing that Yan Feng might encounter some danger on the road.

She looked into the distance, like a virtuous wife praying for her husband's safe return from the sea, though she herself didn't realize anything was amiss.

Finally, amidst her repeated anxious prayers, that figure appeared.

Even though he was riding his not-so-noble electric scooter, with a tired expression and eyes squinted against the wind, looking somewhat comical, in Chen Xi's eyes, he was more handsome than the prince on a white horse in fairy tales.

Chen Xi smiled, her lips slightly stiff from not often making such an expression, but she didn't mind.

Forward, forward, her steps became more urgent, her footsteps turned into the rhythm of a musical beat, she walked faster and faster, until she was running.

Her face was filled with a smile of regained joy, her ponytail swaying in the wind, gently fluttering.

At this moment, she was no longer the cold Chen Xi, nor the trouble-attracting Unlucky Person, nor the aloof ice goddess.

She was just Little Xi, his Little Xi.

Chen Xi ran, as if venting, running.

People on the street cast amazed glances at her, after all, no one could resist the charm of a stunning young girl in her prime.

Passing by a glass window, her face was reflected on it. She glanced at it with her peripheral vision, the reflection was so beautiful, so much like...

The young girl's pupils suddenly contracted, as if she had suddenly thought of something, her expression froze, and her steps became slightly disordered.

Her speed slowed down, running turned into walking, with each step, the smile on her lips faded a little.

When they finally met, Chen Xi had returned to her usual cold demeanor, looking at the man in front of her, silent.

"Why did you come out by yourself?" Yan Feng, unaware of the young girl's emotional changes, just smiled and patted the seat behind him, saying:

"Come on, let's go home."