After sending his location, Mo Yehan tossed his phone aside and chugged an entire bottle of beer. He knew this girl wouldn’t come—she was so sweet and soft, and with the night as dark as ghosts, how could she dare to venture out?
He never expected she’d joke with him like that.
It certainly refreshed his understanding of her.
But it also made her seem even more adorable.
She was exactly as he had imagined, completely identical, and she enticed his heart more and more.
Yet he felt as lowly as dust—how could he dare to taint her? The only thing he could do was work hard and strive, hoping that one day he’d be worthy enough to share a cup of coffee with her.
…
Tian Xi, afraid that Mo Yehan would grow impatient, didn’t even change out of her plaid JK skirt and hurried out of her room with her bag.
Her parents were curious about her going out so late: “Sweetie, are you heading out this late?”
Her two brothers jumped in even more anxiously: “Little sister, there are so many bad people out there. How can you go out, especially dressed so prettily? What if some troublemaker tries to take you away?”
“I’m eighteen now, I’m an adult. A friend invited me out for barbecue,” Tian Xi explained seriously.
In the end, Big Brother and Second Brother insisted on driving her, promising to drop her off from a distance without interfering.
Worried that Mo Yehan would wait too long, she reluctantly agreed to let them take her.
…
When Tian Xi appeared at the entrance of the barbecue shop, she caught the attention of every man present.
Standing at 165 centimeters—neither too tall nor too short—she wore white sneakers, leading up to long, straight legs. Her purple plaid JK skirt reached her knees, striking a perfect balance—not too flashy, not too plain. Everything about her was just right.
She wore a white blouse on top, her hair tied up in a high ponytail. Her fair face was free of makeup, but under the night sky, her delicate skin was strikingly pure, especially her soft pink lips, tempting anyone to take a taste.
The boys at Mo Yehan’s table were captivated too, whistling enthusiastically and saying to him, “Bro, check it out—there’s a stunning beauty, so sweet and innocent.”
Mo Yehan, already drunk, had no interest in checking out any girls. Clutching his phone, he wanted to message his Little Princess and ask if she was really coming.
But when his friend mentioned how sweet and innocent the girl looked, he couldn’t resist turning around.
Under the streetlight stood a girl in a plaid skirt, her hair in a high ponytail, her eyes anxiously scanning the crowd.
The moment their eyes met.
She smiled sweetly: “Mo Yehan, I’m here.”
Those words struck straight into Mo Yehan’s heart. Trembling, he stood up and strode toward her, his tone cold as he asked, “Why did you come?”
It was so late—how unsafe it was.
And she was so beautiful; even he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
If anything happened to her, he would never forgive himself.
Tian Xi wasn’t frightened by his harsh tone, knowing he was just worried about her.
She explained with a smile, “My brothers dropped me off. Later, you’ll have to take me home.” As she spoke, she linked her arm with his: “I want to eat barbecue—take me there.”
Her level of familiarity took Mo Yehan by surprise.
This girl, though always sunny like a little sun, kind and sweet to everyone, had never been so forward before. It was said that Mo Qing, one of the school’s wealthy young masters, had pursued her for a long time without even holding her hand.
Noticing he wasn’t moving.
Tian Xi stopped too, tilting her head in confusion: “Why aren’t we going?”
Mo Yehan was really tall—she only reached his shoulders. If they were to kiss, would it be difficult for him? The thought made her blush even harder.In the end, Mo Yehan didn’t ask. He decided to treat it as a dream from his drunken state—such a beautiful dream that he’d rather not wake from it.
“Let’s go.”