There was still some time before the concert began, and more and more of Yu Jianxin’s fans flooded in. Many people wanted to laugh when they saw He Li selling umbrellas, but when they noticed a beautiful girl like Miao Xiaoyu actually staying with him, handing him water, wiping his sweat, and fanning him, all their laughter disappeared.
“He Li, are you thirsty? I’ll go buy you water.”
“He Li, are you hungry? I’ll get you food.”
“He Li, are you hot? I’ll fan you…”
Sitting on a small stool, Wu Gang kept staring strangely at He Li and Miao Xiaoyu under the shade. Seeing Miao Xiaoyu buy food and water for He Li, then carefully wipe his sweat and fan him, gave him a strong sense of déjà vu. He suddenly remembered—wasn’t this how He Li used to treat Liu Yuyan?
“What the hell, this guy actually has a day where he’s the one being doted on?”
“And it’s a rich goddess like Miao Xiaoyu doing the doting?”
“Should I even be here?”
“I’ve been a third wheel all this time and even got force-fed dog food…”
The more Wu Gang thought about it, the worse he felt. But when he saw the male concertgoers passing by, all glaring at He Li with red‑rimmed eyes full of jealousy and envy, and the pretty girls staring at He Li’s absurdly handsome face like wolves spotting fresh meat—some even glancing over at him occasionally—he suddenly felt refreshed. Especially when he overheard the passersby whispering, he felt even better.
“Wow~ that handsome guy selling umbrellas over there is so good-looking!”
“Sis, he’s even hotter than your idol~”
“That woman next to him is such an eyesore. If it were me, I’d definitely take better care of him!”
“You silly girl, know your place!”
“You can’t compare to her at all.”
“Why not aim lower? Look, that boy in front of them also looks nice.”
“It’s always muscles or faces. What’s so good about some pretty boy compared to a smart muscular man?”
“The girl selling with him is better. Beautiful, kind-hearted, and willing to run a stall with her boyfriend. Now that’s real love!”
Boyfriend? Real love?
Hearing these comments, Miao Xiaoyu’s little face turned red, her heart fluttering wildly like a startled deer. She secretly peeked at He Li, only to find him staring at her without blinking. She panicked and asked softly, “What is it?” He Li smiled and said, “You’re too good to me. I want to take a good look at you and remember it.”
Such simple, straightforward words completely threw Miao Xiaoyu’s heart into chaos. “N‑no, I’m not. It’s… it’s nothing…” she whispered, her head lowering shyly. He Li didn’t say anything else. He simply took the small fan from her hand and gently fanned her instead. Miao Xiaoyu instantly felt cool and comfortable, narrowing her eyes in enjoyment.
Their actions were ordinary, yet the scent of romance spread far and wide. The nearby pedestrians and vendors all felt sour, as if they had bitten into lemons.
At that moment, a loud boom suddenly echoed from the venue ahead. Beautiful colorful smoke burst into the sky. The concert had officially begun.
The concert lasted three hours. By the time the sun set, dark clouds gathered, fierce winds rose, and the golden city quickly dimmed. Wu Gang, playing on his phone out of boredom, only realized the situation when fat raindrops hit his screen. “Oh damn~ it’s actually raining!!! We’re about to make a killing, Li‑zi, look…”
He jumped up excitedly, turned his head to call He Li, and froze. He Li and Miao Xiaoyu were leaning against each other under the tree. Miao Xiaoyu rested her head on He Li’s shoulder, and He Li rested his cheek against her hair like he was asleep.
Seeing their warm scene, Wu Gang scratched his head and chose not to disturb them. He quietly snapped a few photos, then hurried to pack up the stall and move everything toward the concert entrance. Seeing other vendors closing their stalls and running away from the approaching storm, he wanted their goods positioned where they could sell best.
As the raindrops fell harder, He Li and Miao Xiaoyu were jolted awake. They both realized the situation at the same time. Even though their closeness was accidental, Miao Xiaoyu was thrilled, her heart pounding uncontrollably. “Hehe, coming today was the right choice. I actually… actually got to nap on He Li’s shoulder.” She cheered herself up with a red face, “Xiaoyu, keep it up. This is one small step toward love. Fight for a big step next time!”
He Li inhaled deeply and could still smell the familiar fragrance from Miao Xiaoyu—a scent he remembered from his past life, one that made his heart tremble. But with the rain pouring down, he didn’t have time to linger on past memories.
He turned toward Wu Gang. “Why didn’t you wake us?”
“Hehe, I didn’t want to disturb you two!”
“Good answer. Now hurry up!”
“Got it, sit tight!”
The car shot toward the concert entrance, and Wu Gang quickly set up the rain shelter. As soon as they finished, the drizzle turned into a downpour. In just minutes, deep puddles formed everywhere outside the venue. Fans inside the concert hall rushed out in panic, and people started asking about raincoats and umbrellas.
Wu Gang was about to say 10 yuan when He Li immediately said, “50 yuan.”
“What the hell, 50 yuan for an umbrella or a raincoat?”
He Li snorted, “Then don’t buy it. But don’t blame me for not warning you. We only have one carload of stock. There are thousands of people at this concert—you won’t get one later. If you get soaked, catch a cold, and end up paying for IV drips at the hospital, that’ll cost way more than 50 yuan. And you can’t call a taxi easily here. If you don’t buy, you’ll suffer. I won’t.”
“And besides, we’re the only ones selling rain gear. You have no other choice.”
His words silenced everyone. He was right—they had no choice. After struggling for a moment, someone finally paid. “Damn, you’re handsome but ruthless! Fine, 50 it is. Give me two raincoats!”
“Me too, give me one umbrella!”
“Three umbrellas! One raincoat!”
With someone breaking the ice, more and more people paid willingly. Watching the money flood into their phones, Wu Gang’s eyes nearly popped out. He was convinced—He Li had not only predicted the sudden downpour but dared to sell sky‑high rain gear prices, and even crazier, people actually bought it.
The world had gone insane. But they were making money, so he didn’t think too much and just kept selling with He Li. In less than thirty minutes, almost everything they brought was sold out.
Meanwhile, Liu Yuyan and her friends squeezed out of the concert venue after a long struggle and saw He Li and the others selling rain gear like crazy. Liu Yuyan felt both jealous and stunned. But the most urgent thing now was to get a few umbrellas—otherwise she would get soaked too.
Li Feng’er clearly had the same thought. She pulled Liu Yuyan along and ran toward He Li’s stall. “He Li, He Li!” He Li looked up when he heard her. Li Feng’er smiled and said, “Give us a few umbrellas, okay? You don’t want Yuyan getting drenched, right?” Liu Yuyan looked at him quietly, clearly agreeing with Li Feng’er’s words.
But He Li said coldly, “Whether Liu Yuyan gets wet has nothing to do with me. My umbrellas cost money. If you want one, pay.”
Li Feng’er froze on the spot. Liu Yuyan became furious. She couldn’t help saying, “You sold umbrellas on a sunny day just to get my attention. Fine, you got it. You even got lucky since the forecast was wrong. I’ve already given you a chance to back down—twice. Why do you have to act so childish?”
“If you keep this up, I really won’t talk to you anymore!”
“Then I must thank you for ignoring me,” He Li sneered.
Liu Yuyan choked, stomping her foot in anger. She couldn’t understand him at all. Was he really forcing her to bow her head? She had already given him chances, yet he refused to compromise. He was too much!
She had treated him well, even when he made mistakes she still considered his feelings. She had given him face, but he repaid her kindness with stubbornness and insults, pushing her to lower herself again and again.
The more Liu Yuyan thought about it, the angrier and more wronged she felt. Tears welled uncontrollably in her eyes.