When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 138: Unable to do such a beastly thing

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: Unable to do such a beastly thing

Passing behind the two, Xu Kanfeng couldn’t help but burst into laughter when he inadvertently heard their conversation. He quickly stretched his neck towards Pei Yan and shouted, "Brother Yan, Sister Yao is trying to save you some money here."

Jiang Shuyao silently gave the other a glance, saying nothing.

She was indeed trying to save money.

That evening, they found a hostel to stay in.

Jiang Shuyao and Tang Xing shared a room, while the others freely chose their own arrangements.

Having played all day, clearly exhausted, several of the guys were still clamoring for an all-night mahjong session.

Tang Xing immediately whined and waved his hands, indicating he wouldn’t join them.

They would play mahjong and not pay when they lost, always devising some crooked and unconventional punishments. Ordinary girls couldn’t play so openly, and people like Jiang Shuyao and Tang Xing were even more prudish beyond compare.

By midnight, the sound of mahjong from the upstairs room continued.

Tang Xing fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. From nine p.m. to the early hours, Jiang Shuyao slept lightly, being woken up several times by the noise above.

Finally, she simply got dressed, took her phone, and went outside to the yard to look at the night view.

Nature’s scenery was much purer than the hustle and bustle of the city, the air fresh and invigorating, with the lights of the mountain lodge shining brightly, a peaceful and serene sight.

Using the proud tone of the locals, living here for a year or even half could cure all sorts of ailments.

But the human psyche is often very complex.

On one hand craving that leisurely and elegant life by the mountain and river, and on the other hand unable to let go of the pursuit for power, wealth, and secular life.

Just like the ancient poet Tao Yuanming, whose principles of not bending his back for five bushels of rice still sparks controversy to this day.

Whether he truly wished to resign and live in seclusion or was simply making excuses for not having had his talent recognized and being forced to face reality.

Jiang Shuyao thought, perhaps the controversy surrounding Tao Yuanming would become a debate topic in high school classes for the next batch of students, but anyway, it was no longer relevant to them.

Tomorrow would be the 23rd; they should be able to check their scores by then.

She gently swung her legs, her gaze quietly fixed on the distant night sky sprinkled with stars, her thoughts drifting off to unknown places in such a quiet environment.

The wicker hanging chair swayed back and forth in the night breeze, the girl’s silhouette fluid like water, even more beautiful than the moonlight that evening.

Emerging from the smoggy room, Pei Yan saw such a scene.

He walked over, stretching his shoulders, and touched the girl’s slightly cold cheek with his fingertips. "Why haven’t you gone to bed?"

Jiang Shuyao jumped with a start, turned her head to see him, and her expression gradually relaxed.

"Done playing?" She moved over to make room for him.

Pei Yan sat down next to her, and because of the weight, the wicker chair sank slightly.

In the weather of June, Jiuzhaigou nights were cool.

He reached his hand under her cap brim, his voice tinged with the fatigue of staying up late, "We’ll soon go our separate ways, so I’m taking this time to play with them."

Go our separate ways...

Jiang Shuyao suddenly came back to her senses, realizing that everyone was already prepared to part ways.

Would they really say goodbye?

She quietly looked at the person beside her, feeling an indescribable melancholy in her heart.

There’s no feast that doesn’t come to an end; everyone has their own paths to walk.

But she and he wouldn’t part.

Wouldn’t.

The night was already deep, and there were plans for tomorrow; Pei Yan was stirred by the girl’s gaze, feeling his sleepiness completely dissipate.

He turned his face towards her and slowly smiled, "Do you think your boyfriend is so handsome that you want to feast your eyes all night?"

The wind rustled through the wisteria leaves, and Jiang Shuyao came back to her senses after a delay, hurriedly averting her gaze.

She muttered softly, "What’s there to see, I was just thinking about something."

"Mhm, nothing much to look at, so you stared for a full three minutes."

"..."

Jiang Shuyao’s eyes widened a bit. Three minutes?

She had indeed been staring at him for so long.

This guy is so full of himself, he probably really thinks she wants to stare at him because she finds him handsome.

Jiang Shuyao’s face heated up as she abruptly rose from the wicker chair, "I’m heading back first, to my room."

Pei Yan grabbed her wrist as she took a step to leave.

He casually draped his arm over her shoulder and stretched in a yawn, "Let’s go together."

Their rooms were far apart, one in the west end and the other in the east.

At the fork in the path by the pool where they had to part ways, Jiang Shuyao looked up at him and said, "The blanket is a bit thin, if you get cold you should ask the front desk for another one."

Pei Yan, following her, turned left without any intention of taking the other path, "What do you mean ’you guys’? I’m sleeping alone."

Jiang Shuyao thought she had misheard.

"Why sleep separately when you two can share a room? It’s perfect."

If Tang Xing were there, he would definitely be complaining about their wasteful spending.

The person beside her glanced down and chuckled without trace, "Don’t be so surprised; you wouldn’t understand the world of men."

"..."

Almost at the door of her room, Jiang Shuyao quietly retorted, "You’re all just bratty kids, pretending to be adults."

Every time she heard this guy talk about men, she couldn’t help wanting to correct him.

The girl lowered her head and was one step ahead in swiping her card to open the door.

Pei Yan stood behind her with one hand in his pocket, a smile in his eyes, saying nothing as if he had accepted her earlier retort.

Indeed, he was one step away from being a man.

He would like to think otherwise, but the Princess was still young, and he couldn’t bring himself to do something so beastly.

The restlessness boiling inside adolescent boys can sometimes surpass that of adult men.

Don’t think that teenagers are innocent and harmless; inside each one of them lives a devil.

However, Pei Yan was different from other boys. His desires and obsessions were never hidden, especially when he liked someone—he would be recklessly domineering, simultaneously loathed and loved.

Feeling the heat on her back, Jiang Shuyao didn’t speak any more. She hurriedly bade the person behind her goodnight and pushed the door open to enter.

Then, she locked it with a click.

As the mahjong game ended and Chen Jin with his group passed by, they happened to witness Boss Pei being unceremoniously shut out.

Joining them were friends from He Qingzhou’s circle and that boy’s girlfriend.

A bunch of them enjoyed the spectacle unobtrusively, whistling ensued, "Brother Yan, do you need us to put you up for the night? Hahaha."

When reserving the rooms, Brother Yan said he wanted one for himself, and they all took the hint.

But it turned out they were right; Sister Yao would never let Boss Pei in.

Looking at him, Boss Pei seemed truly pitiable.

Chen Jin sighed audibly, revelling in Schadenfreude.

Guesthouses typically don’t have great soundproofing, and Jiang Shuyao, standing behind the curtain, blushed like a cooked shrimp upon hearing the loud noise outside.

What a mess.

Sitting on the bed, she sulked, wondering if it was necessary for boyfriends and girlfriends to share a room while out.

If they didn’t, they would be ridiculed.

She’d never hang out with them again.

Jiang Shuyao shook her head and quickly stripped off her clothes before diving under the covers. The more embarrassed she felt, the harder it was to fall asleep.

She stared at the light above her head for a while, and a few minutes later, the soundly sleeping Tang Xing next to her stirred and then got up to go to the bathroom, rubbing his eyes.

"Eh? Yaoyao, you’re still awake?"

"Mhm, can’t sleep."

Oh.

Tang Xing nodded, his mind still foggy.

After returning from the bathroom, the girl kicked off her slippers and climbed back into bed. She rolled over towards her and blinked, "Yaoyao, when you and Boss Pei go off to college, will you share a room when you go out?"

She: "..."

Everyone must have gone crazy tonight.