“Bing Jiejie, your analogy really is as uniquely quirky as ever.”
Ehehe~~
While the two chatted, Yun Daidai finally reached the right spot. Her chest rose and fell sharply, betraying her inner turmoil.
She let out a long breath, voice noticeably higher than usual. “Zhou You!”
Hearing her, Zhou You stopped talking with Chen Tangtang and turned to face Yun Daidai alongside her.
“Wait—you’re the ex-girlfriend of our ‘Little God’?” Before Zhou You could speak, Chen Tangtang flashed an extra-bright smile and grabbed Yun Daidai’s hand.
?
Startled by Chen Tangtang’s overly familiar gesture, Yun Daidai froze. Like her mother, she’d never been good with people like this.
Still holding Yun Daidai’s hand like a longtime bestie, Chen Tangtang beamed. “Honestly? It’s such a *good* thing you two broke up.”
??
Yun Daidai blinked once—then heat flared in her chest. *Is she mocking me?*
But before she could react, Chen Tangtang kept chatting, smile unwavering.
“Do you have any idea how amazing your ex is? I *really* like him.”
…
“Little God~~ Little God~~” Chen Tangtang released Yun Daidai’s hand, spun on the spot, and—ignoring Zhou You’s quiet resistance—pulled him into a tight hug right before Yun Daidai’s eyes.
…
Still clinging to Zhou You, Chen Tangtang tilted her head. “Huh? Why haven’t you said a word this whole time?”
“I…”
Yun Daidai’s body trembled. She blinked hard, forcing back tears, then finally locked eyes with Zhou You.
“So… this is your new girlfriend? Truly impressive.”
Watching Yun Daidai sway unsteadily, Zhou You felt a strange mix—flickers of satisfaction, a twinge of discomfort.
*Does she really, truly want me back? Willing to try again and again, tasting failure each time?*
He almost smiled. Then felt it wasn’t funny at all.
Seeing Yun Daidai more since the breakup, noticing the small changes in her… he couldn’t deny a softening he hadn’t expected.
They *had* loved each other once. That couldn’t be erased. But it was over.
He glanced at Chen Tangtang still hugging him. Even this older sister—who couldn’t quite define “liking” someone—was far better than Yun Daidai.
She shared joy with him. Created happiness *with* him. With her, his laughter was genuine, effortless.
Not like before—wearing that hollow smile meant to warm others, never himself.
And… there were other warm-hearted older sisters too.
Yun Daidai watched Zhou You fall silent. Others might think he was confirming it. But her heart suddenly clenched.
*This “very, very big” sister isn’t his new girlfriend.*
If Chen Tangtang were, he’d have claimed her instantly. He’d never let someone he cared about feel uneasy.
Then… who? A flushed face flashed in her mind—*No. It can’t be…*
“Bing Jiejie isn’t my girlfriend,” Zhou You said plainly. He chose honesty. Yun Daidai clearly wouldn’t retreat just because he had a new girlfriend.
Relief washed over Yun Daidai in an instant. Since Chen Tangtang wasn’t the girlfriend, anger was pointless.
That was one of her strengths—never wasting energy on meaningless things.
“Daidai.”
“You… called me Daidai?” Normally, such intimacy would annoy her deeply. But from Zhou You? A flutter of indescribable joy bloomed in her chest.
Borrowing the analogy she’d just heard from that “big” woman beside him—she felt like she might float right off the ground.
Zhou You hadn’t expected a simple name would stir her so. He paused, choosing his words carefully.
“We’ve known each other three years. I genuinely hope you move on. I saw it in the freshman group—you’re Z University’s campus beauty this year. Guys will line up for you. You’ll find someone better.”
The faint smile on Yun Daidai’s face froze. Staring at the boy showing concern *again*, her heart ached deeper.
*I only want you. Even if you’re not gentle anymore. Even if you’re not perfect. I can accept it now.*
*I’ll fix what you miss. I’ve thought it through—I know how couples should be.*
*Is there really… no chance to start over?*
“I’d like to treat you to dinner. Sit down and talk properly…” Yun Daidai hadn’t forgotten her plan—but was cut off.
“Little God.”
Chen Tangtang had waited long enough. Sensing Zhou You’s disinterest, she cheerfully tugged his arm, leaving Yun Daidai—hand outstretched, trying to hold on—behind.
She was truly grateful Yun Daidai and Zhou You had broken up. Now her “Little God” wouldn’t suffer anymore.
He could stay with her, happy and carefree. *How wonderful.*
“You bought me ten-yuan spicy hot pot for lunch. Tit for tat—I’m treating you to a feast tonight.”
“Then I’ll call a car…”
“Can you drive, Little God?” Chen Tangtang pointed at the Phaeton parked by the gate with one hand, jingling keys in the other.
Still smiling innocently, she added, “If you can drive, this car’s your appetizer. Makes campus life easier.”
Zhou You eyed the Volkswagen Phaeton—easily worth two million—and remembered: this seemingly simple woman was secretly a mega-rich heiress.
“I can drive. But no license.” He’d learned early because once, Yun Daidai—upset with her mom—had whispered about eloping.
The only time she’d ever mentioned her mom. He still pictured her as a cold, unkind older woman.
Nothing like the warm older sisters he knew now.
“Driving’s enough.” Chen Tangtang pressed the keys into his palm. “I’m lending it to you.”
Zhou You closed his fingers around the keys. *I’ll return them later.* An ordinary student driving a two-million-yuan car? Too flashy.
Behind them, Yun Daidai stumbled, unable to catch up. She could only watch Chen Tangtang usher Zhou You into the luxury sedan—her chest tight, breath stolen by heartbreak.
