Ten minutes later, Shang Rong was finally able to sit with Fang Shiqian at a table under the shade of a tree outside a roadside beverage store. They enjoyed some alone time together.

"Why didn't you go back to City H?

Don't you still have to do an elective thesis? "asked Fang Shiqian as he pushed a matcha muffin on the table towards her.

"But this course is more practical. It's good for me to stay here and observe more." Shang Rong had already thought of an excuse, so she naturally explained.

Fang Shiqian was slightly stunned when he heard this. He seemed to be thinking about something.

Shang Rong observed his expression and took another bite of the matcha muffin in her hand before she slowly added, "Also, I want to see more of you. If I leave now, I might not be able to see you for a long time."

Fang Shiqian giggled and couldn't help but raise his hand to tap the tip of her nose, "I see that your little mouth is no different from other people's. Why does it sound so nice every time you speak? Did you eat honey?"

"Yeah," said Shang Rong softly with a smile.

"I ate honey before I came to see you."

Fang Shiqian shook his head. He was helpless against her sweet words and changed the topic, "What's the thesis requirement this time?

Is it to observe common behaviors in society?

Or is it to do a psychological profile of a specific target?

How can I help? "

"The thesis topic is – Psychological Comparison between Men and Women in Love." Shang Rong's smile didn't change as she casually lied.

Of course, she said this because she wanted to test the relationship between Fang Shiqian and her.

As expected, Fang Shiqian was silent for two seconds before he bitterly smiled, "Although I'm willing to provide you with some reference data, I don't think it'll be of much use.

After all, you're my only real girlfriend, but you're different from ordinary girls. "

Shang Rong blinked. She wasn't sure if he said this because he knew about her emotional issues … If that was the case, then she should reevaluate Fang Shiqian's status and value.

So, she continued to ask as if nothing had happened, "How are we different?"

"I don't know much about psychology, but I remember you said that in a relationship, women are usually more worried about gains and losses."

Fang Shiqian didn't show any resistance to this topic as she expected. Instead, he smiled indulgently.

"But when I'm with you, I'm the one with this mentality."

"Then," Shang Rong vaguely had an answer in her heart, she thought for a moment before she asked him seriously, "Do you still like me?"

"Aren't you asking the obvious?"

Fang Shiqian seemed to be glaring at her. He noticed that her chestnut-colored eyes were filled with his own reflection, and his originally reproachful tone instantly turned into endless gentleness and love.

"Of course I like you. Are you satisfied?"

The favorability above his head also jumped at this moment, rising to 90.

"Mhmm, satisfied." Shang Rong smiled and answered in a happy tone.

She paused for a moment, sighed softly, and pouted in disappointment, "But you still broke up with me."

Fang Shiqian didn't immediately answer. He just looked at her quietly without saying a word.

Shang Rong couldn't figure out why he had such a complicated expression. She could only maintain her aggrieved look and wait for him to react.

"That's against the rules." After a long time, he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

Shang Rong widened her eyes in surprise. She saw him suddenly pull out the chair and stand up. He leaned over and gently kissed her forehead.

Shang Rong felt a warm touch on her forehead. She looked into his dark and bright eyes and heard him say in a low voice, "Perhaps liking you requires a lot of patience, but I have that kind of patience."

"Quickly get enlightened, silly Rongrong." He continued with a smile.

"I'll wait for you. Always."

Shang Rong pursed her lips and smiled at him, but didn't directly respond.

Fang Shiqian didn't panic at her indifferent attitude. He gently rubbed his fingertips against her lips and raised his finger to show her the light green powder. "There's matcha powder here."

Shang Rong's lips curled up. She stuck out her tongue and gently licked the slightly bitter tea powder with the tip of her red tongue. Then she looked up to observe his reaction.

Fang Shiqian's Adam's apple bobbed, but he just looked at her quietly with his eyes lowered. In his dark pupils, specks of light danced.

…

When they got out of the car at the entrance of the airport, Shang Rong pulled Fang Shiqian's arm and smiled coquettishly at him. "I thought you wouldn't wait for me to take the initiative to contact you?

Then you have to take the initiative to contact me. "

"Yes, of course."

Fang Shiqian agreed without hesitation. He thought about it and asked her hesitantly, "Speaking of which, have you seen Jiexi before?"

Shang Rong listened calmly and heard him continue. "He thinks very highly of you and thinks you're the best candidate to inherit Fangfeng and Caterpillar Fungus.

Based on his personality, he'll definitely invite you to join Microcao as soon as he has the chance. "

"Then," Shang Rong casually brushed her soft chestnut hair and asked slowly, "Do you want me to go?"

This was the second time she didn't understand what he was talking about. She was determined to go offline after completing this side quest and seriously read the strategy guide and game description.

"I'm afraid no one knows your level and talent better than I do," Fang Shiqian answered her sincerely with a slightly serious expression.

"It would be a lie to say that you're not suitable to succeed me. It would also be a lie to say that I don't want you to succeed me.

However, you're still young and your studies are excellent. There are many more possibilities. There's no need for you to choose this path. After all, in the eyes of most people, being an esports player is not a proper occupation. "

"I'm more curious," Shang Rong said softly as she studied his expression.

"What kind of advice are you giving me?

I mean, the advice from the bottom of my heart. "

"You should know my temper," Fang Shiqian seemed to have expected her to ask this question, and answered with endless gentleness and patience.

"No matter what, your happiness is the most important thing."

"I'll think about it." Shang Rong could tell that he still hoped that she would agree, so she answered him accordingly.

"Sure enough, you've seen Jiexi." Fang Shiqian sighed in all seriousness and patted her head.

"That's why I said, this feeling of always worrying that your girlfriend will like someone else is really …"

Shang Rong stared at his face without blinking. She saw him smile at her, "Of course, these are secondary. You just need to remember that I like you very much. That's enough.

Also, wait for my call. "

Shang Rong took in this intoxicating gentleness and sweetness. She blinked her big watery eyes and said goodbye to him. Under his affectionate and reluctant gaze, she walked to the security checkpoint.

[Congratulations on completing the Fang Shiqian Side Mission – After Breaking Up!]

After half a day of silence, the System finally spoke again.

[Congratulations on obtaining the Fang Shiqian SR [His Heart]!

Related memories have been unlocked. Do you want to activate it now?]

Shang Rong closed her eyes slightly. She thought of Fang Shiqian's loving but heavy gaze when he looked at her. She couldn't make up her mind for a moment.

— — Although this memory was necessary for future strategy, it was still unknown whether she would be able to understand and understand the complicated feelings of breaking up despite clearly being deeply in love with him.

As if it understood her hesitation, the System didn't ask any more questions. It thoughtfully fell into silence and calmly waited for her response.

She hesitated and thought about it. She calmly passed through the security checkpoint, carried her bag, and stepped on the passenger plane to City H.

After checking the ticket, Shang Rong easily found her seat under the enthusiastic and kind guidance of the flight attendants. She found it in her bag. It was a first-class seat by the window.

Outside of her seat, a young man was already sitting on the sofa in the corridor.

He had a head of beautiful short hair dyed brown. The ends of his hair were slightly long and fell on the high bridge of his nose. His body was covered with a blanket provided by the flight crew. It seemed that the blanket was deliberately pulled up to cover everything below the tip of his nose.

Shang Rong thought he was sleeping. She wondered if she should wake up this tired-looking stranger.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly opened his eyes as if he had sensed something and looked at her impatiently with his dark brown eyes.

Shang Rong smiled at him subconsciously.

Then, he was obviously in a daze. His eyes were fixed, and he didn't even realize that the blanket had slipped down.

Just as the blanket slowly fell to his chest, he suddenly reacted. He reached out and pulled the blanket up to cover his nose and mouth again. He quickly put down his crossed legs and deliberately leaned back to leave more space for her. Then, he said in a muffled voice, "Go over."

Shang Rong looked at him for two more seconds. Seeing that he was avoiding her eyes, she couldn't help but be interested. "You …"

"You're wrong. I'm not Sun Xiang!" The young man was anxious and blurted out loudly.

Fortunately, there were no other people in the first-class cabin except for the two of them. His loud shout didn't attract any attention.

[Congratulations on unlocking the character [Sun Xiang]!]

The System immediately took the opportunity to prompt.

[The relevant information has been registered. It will be updated continuously with the plot. Please check it in time!]

"Oh." Shang Rong smiled and blinked at him. She gently called out the name.

"… Sun Xiang?"

"I said I'm not him!"

The big boy shouted in a panic. This time, he seemed to remember that the cabin was a public place, so he lowered his voice slightly.

Shang Rong didn't say anything. She slowly sat down and looked at him with a smile.

Under the gaze of that pair of exceptionally clear eyes, the boy's mouth twitched and he silently pulled the blanket up again — this time, it was over his head.