Chapter 337: Emotions - Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten

Chapter 337: Feelings Han Wenwen, with a demeanor like a reincarnated fox spirit, quietly gazed at the grass in the flowerbed, observing the insects crawling slowly on the leaves. However, her nine invisible tails seemed to sway a bit slower than usual today. Lin Zhengran watched this little fox for a moment before slowly walking over. "Wenwen?" The little fox perked up upon hearing the voice, delightedly bouncing up when she saw him. "Brother Zhengran, you're here?!" Lin Zhengran smiled and said, "Yes, I'm here to accompany you to pack your things from your rented place in the town. But you came here ahead of time." "I came early just to wait for you, Brother Zhengran!" Han Wenwen took small steps to his side, looping her arm through his. "Brother Zhengran looks handsome as always. Let's take the car back." "No rush. Let's have breakfast first. What do you feel like eating this morning?" "Do we have to eat breakfast? Let me think... how about fried chicken?" "Fried chicken in the morning?" Han Wenwen leaned on Lin Zhengran's shoulder, playfully protesting, "Why not in the morning? I just want to eat it, let's go." At a nearby breakfast place, Lin Zhengran and Han Wenwen each ordered breakfast. Lin Zhengran had a bowl of millet porridge along with two big buns. Han Wenwen, on the other hand, went for fried chicken legs and millet porridge. The portion seemed larger than Lin Zhengran's, comparable to what Little He Qing might eat. The two best friends were both foodies; otherwise, one wouldn't be so well-endowed in the front and the other in the back. Resources were ample in certain areas. Han Wenwen sat beside Lin Zhengran, happily gnawing on her chicken leg. Lin Zhengran took a moment while sipping his soup to glance at her. Sensing his gaze, Han Wenwen deliberately asked, "What's up, Brother Zhengran? Why are you sneaking glances at me?" "How is it sneaking when you're right beside me? It's a legitimate look." Han Wenwen leaned back on his shoulder, wrapping her arm around his and exuding a pleasant fragrance. She set down her slightly bland chicken leg, taking a big sip of millet porridge. She seemed no different from usual, but Lin Zhengran knew her too well; she hadn’t hidden anything from him. In such intimate settings, Han Wenwen was never this quietly focused on her food. "Did something happen?" Lin Zhengran asked. Han Wenwen's charming fox-like eyes coyly glanced at him as she swallowed a mouthful of porridge. "What do you mean? Nothing happened." She then passed her half-finished bowl of porridge to Lin Zhengran, her expression inscrutable. "I can't finish it. Help me with the rest, Brother Zhengran." Lin Zhengran took the bowl, noticing her lipstick on the rim, indicating that she had deliberately applied some before leaving her dorm. He pushed his own porridge to her, playing along, "I haven't seen you eat this little before. If so, have my half too, and I'll finish yours." Han Wenwen laughed from the heart at the little bowl in front of her. "Brother Zhengran's leftovers? Then Wenwen might have a bit of an appetite." The two of them, akin to exchanging toasts, took delight in tasting each other's breakfast porridge. Lin Zhengran even intentionally chose to drink from the part with the lipstick mark, finding the added sweetness mixed with the porridge unexpectedly flavorful. After finishing, he said, "We've spent all morning together; is there really nothing you can say? Still keeping secrets from me?" Han Wenwen paused while holding his bowl, her gaze shifting beneath her long lashes, tightening her grip on his arm. Drinking the porridge in one go, she then leaned against him wearily. Looking into the distance, she forced a smile. "Wenwen has no secrets from Brother Zhengran~ Just a little curious surprise. Honestly, I was going to mention it once we got back to the town," she confessed. Perhaps after being affectionate with Brother Zhengran, it would slip her mind. But now, it was too late. She altered her tone, her demeanor shifting. "I really don't get it. Why are there people who always act indecisively, stirring up dislike? If you make a choice, don't regret it. If you've left it behind, why not just stay out of each other's lives? Everyone moves on and finds happiness. Why would someone want to meet me now, just to make me upset?" Lin Zhengran had a hunch upon hearing this; there was only one person who could stir such emotions in Han Wenwen. "Is it about your mother?" Han Wenwen nodded against his shoulder. "Apparently, that woman has some kind of terminal illness. I didn't bother to ask. She looks like she's about to die, suddenly appearing after all these years, asking my uncle to let her see me. I can't fathom her reasoning, a total nutcase." She pulled out her phone and handed it to Lin Zhengran. Taking it, he entered his birthday to unlock the screen. Opening WeChat, he saw the images and conversation her uncle had sent. He fully grasped the situation. Through the chat logs, Lin Zhengran could feel Han Wenwen's deep-seated anger towards her biological mother. "So, that's it. And Wenwen's answer is you won’t see her." "That's right." Han Wenwen looked at Lin Zhengran, perplexed. "Do you want me to see her? This heartless woman?" Lin Zhengran observed her current expression, returning the phone with a gentle head pat and smile: "I won't interfere with Wenwen's choice. If you don't want to see her, then we won’t. We can pretend this never happened. Carry on as usual, just ignore it." Han Wenwen mirrored his smile. "Exactly, why should I meet her just because she wants to? She left me like a toy! I'm not without dignity; I have feelings too!" Realizing she got a bit heated, Han Wenwen noticed a few onlookers and that such behavior wasn’t suitable in front of Brother Zhengran. She calmed herself, picking up the remaining chicken to nibble on. Yet, the fried chicken lacked its usual deliciousness. After finishing most of it, she couldn't continue. Turning to Lin Zhengran, she grinned, "Brother Zhengran~ Are you still hungry? There's a third left of this chicken leg, take it." Post-breakfast, they took a car back to the town. In the car, the little fox leaned against his shoulder, silently watching the scenery roll by. Lin Zhengran commented, "Before I left this morning, Little He Qing called. She mentioned you seemed upset yesterday and wondered if something had happened. She was worried. I reassured her you were fine after we ate." Han Wenwen chuckled, "Little He Qing noticed? I thought I concealed my emotions well enough. Besides Brother Zhengran, I’m not one to disclose these things." Lin Zhengran continued to stroke her hair. With one arm linked through his, her other hand intertwined with his fingers, she gazed out the window, lost in thought. "Brother Zhengran..." "Hmm?" "Why do detestable things exist in the world?" "Because everyone's dislikes are different and intertwining them creates such scenarios. The way to be happy is to not focus on what you dislike, but to pay more attention to what you love. Isn't that easy to understand?" Han Wenwen looked up at him in surprise and burst into a giggle, covering her mouth. "Brother Zhengran can always solve Wenwen's puzzles so easily." With a shy peck on the cheek, she whispered, "I like you~" (End of chapter)