Chapter 7

I fell into deep thought for a few seconds.

Zhou Yanming spoke again: “Different people have different tastes. If you don’t like him, just keep your distance. That’s perfectly normal.”

Normal?

Is it normal to like being lectured, or is it normal to like me?

Or maybe there are just so many abnormal people in this world that this kind of thing seems normal too?

For a while, neither of us said anything.

Beside me, Zhou Yanming’s phone kept vibrating with message notifications, almost nonstop.

I recalled the scene of him walking through the crowd after singing earlier, with many young and beautiful girls asking for his contact information.

So this is…

“Why aren’t you checking your phone?” I asked.

Zhou Yanming glanced at me, then unlocked his phone, and after two seconds, handed it to me with a cold laugh: “Here, your best friend’s husband.”

I looked at the screen.

Xu Shaoting:

[My wife bought me new pajamas today.]

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[People who don’t have their wives to sleep with are really pitiful, don’t you think, Zhou Yanming?]

[……]

A new message suddenly popped up, making my eyelid twitch.

[Seeing that you’re still single at 26 and have never even hugged anyone, even your bros feel a bit sorry for you.]

I looked up from the phone screen at the man who had just made so many women swoon.

Zhou Yanming seemed to sense something off from my gaze. He turned the phone around, saw Xu Shaoting’s message, and his face darkened for a moment.

“Don’t believe him, he’s just making things up.”

I replied, “Oh. Then you must have a rich romantic history.”

Zhou Yanming’s face grew even darker.

“No.”

“Really? But just now, so many beautiful women wanted your contact info,” I paused, then added, “and some handsome guys too.”

Zhou Yanming: “…I didn’t add any of them, so don’t go spreading rumors about me.”

The car stopped downstairs at my place, and Zhou Yanming’s phone was still vibrating. It seemed that as long as he ignored it, the messages would just keep coming.

Thinking about how Zhou Yanming and Xu Shaoting have been friends for so many years, he really is loyal.

Fate is a strange thing.

Ever since that night, Zhou Yanming and I started seeing each other more often.

Because we both had the shared experience of being tormented by friends’ on-again, off-again relationships, there was a sense of mutual understanding between us.

Li Qingyi and Xu Shaoting were newlyweds and, for now, had no quarrels-very happy and blissful.

One weekend, Zhou Yanming made good on his promise to take me out for a meal.

He treated.