Chapter 19: 90: The Family by the Spring Chapter 19: The Little Ambiguity on the Return Trip

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Protagonist:

Lin Xiyu

Guben didn't give her a chance to explain, speaking first: "Wait until we get there to ask whatever you want; it's not convenient to talk in the car."

"Ugh."

Lin Xiyu choked, forcing all her indignation back down.

"Heh."

The more Guben looked at her aggrieved little appearance, the funnier he found it, unable to resist reaching out to pat her head again.

"Stop patting."

Lin Xiyu was feeling depressed and complained in a bad temper: "Pat me again and you'll really make yourself pat stupid."

"Hmph."

Guben laughed and huffed, deliberately teasing her: "You talk as if you're so smart; if you really do turn stupid, don't blame me."

"Who would blame you?"

Lin Xiyu was angry from embarrassment.

"Actually, blaming me is fine too."

Guben continued black-belliedly: "I don't mind raising a silly-cute little lamb."

"You're the stupid one, you're the lamb, who wants you to raise them?!"

Lin Xiyu completely exploded, raising her fist and hitting him hard.

The force was not small, hitting his front chest and making a heavy thud.

"Ouch."

Guben wailed, clutching his chest and lowering his head in pain.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Lin Xiyu's finger trembled, feeling a bit guilty: "Who told you to provoke me? I didn't use much force, you're just too unable to take a hit."

"Let me hit you once to try..."

Guben laughed angrily: "See if it hurts or not?"

"Hit me then."

Lin Xiyu stuck out her small waist, stubbornly refusing to back down: "It's just one punch, what's the big deal? If you want to hit, then hit, let you hit......."

"Is that what you said?"

Guben couldn't stand her showing-off little appearance and wanted to extinguish her arrogant spirit.

He subconsciously curled his finger, symbolically hitting toward her breasts.

The taxi suddenly shook for some reason, Lin Xiyu thus unexpectedly lunged forward, Guben couldn't dodge in time, the back of his hand touched the girl's softness, as if scalded, quickly bouncing away.

"Ah......."

Lin Xiyu was also stunned, a scream escaping her mouth.

Guben saw the taxi driver's joking gaze in the rearview mirror, his handsome face instantly like a cooked crab, completely red.

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With the unspeakable little ambiguity during the return trip, neither of them spoke after getting out of the taxi, and when their gazes occasionally met, they would nervously look away.

Guben sent her home and wanted to ride away on his bike.

After entering Lin Xiyu's door, he found the mountain bike parked outside the noodle workshop's window was gone.

"Where's your bicycle? Why is it gone? It wasn't stolen, was it?"

Lin Xiyu thought of how absurdly high the price of his mountain bike was, shocking enough to make one gasp, her voice changing from fright.

"I'll make a phone call."

Guben was calmer than her, standing in the corridor, glancing toward the telephone booth through the door, and immediately made a decision: "Ask Wang Daye who came to buy noodles during the time we were away."

"Was it someone who buys noodles who stole it?"

Lin Xiyu couldn't help but feel a surge of panic, not daring to imagine such a thing happening in her own yard.

"Forget it, you'd better not ask."

Seeing she was overly frightened and her face was deathly pale, Guben didn't care about avoiding suspicion, pressing both hands hard on her shoulders, and instead comforted her: "I'll go make a phone call to report to the police; the police will be here in a moment, to rule out suspects, catching thieves should be left to them."

"I'm not afraid, I just feel that the people who often come to Wang Daye's house to buy noodles are all neighbors."

Lin Xiyu had mixed feelings: "Seeing each other all the time, we're all very familiar, deep down unwilling to believe it was them who did it......."