Chapter 247: Volume 1 Chapter 247 Stupid Beauty x Sports School Male God (9)

He Yin bought two bottles of water at the nearby newsstand, handed her one: "We're not going today."

Jiang Zhi hesitated, not knowing what to say, slowly took the bottled water, and softly said thanks.

"Am I getting in your way?"

He Yin twisted open the cap, tilted his head back and gulped down half the bottle in one go, then wiped his mouth and said: "No."

Seeing her dejected and guilty expression, he unusually explained: "I'm just too tired."

A smile appeared on Jiang Zhi's lips, a shallow dimple blossomed on her cheek, and her soft voice seemed soaked in honey.

"Come with me to see the fountain."

Jiangcheng has a famous fountain square; it starts at 8:30 PM, and every evening crowds gather to watch the fountain.

After watching the fountain, walking further down there is the longest moat; the riverbank scenery is picturesque, with snack stalls lining the beach and wandering singers performing.

He Yin: "Okay."

Jiang Zhi hadn't drunk water all afternoon, her lips were dry and peeling; she wanted to twist open the cap to drink, but suddenly stopped.

She pretended to twist it, but couldn't open it, so she handed the bottled water to the young man beside her.

"I can't open it."

He Yin looked at her expressionlessly; the look in his dark eyes spoke volumes, filled with deep doubt.

Jiang Zhi instantly recalled the time she was robbed of her bag; in front of him, she unleashed a combo of punches on the robber, followed by a shoulder throw...

She silently withdrew her hand.

In the end, He Yin still helped her twist open the cap and handed her the bottled water.

"Let's get dinner first." She rubbed her hungry stomach.

The street was lined with all kinds of snack shops, offering noodles and rice; Jiang Zhi chose a rice bowl shop.

He Yin watched the girl step into the shop, his fingers gradually tightening.

Nearby, aside from this shop, the rest were high-end brand stores.

But she chose this one.

He Yin stepped inside and asked her:

"Do you really want to eat this?"

Jiang Zhi nodded, happily saying: "I really like eating rice bowls."

Her gaze was focused and sincere, with no sign of lying.

He Yin: "Okay."

Jiang Zhi ordered a plate of stir-fried duck gizzards over rice, and He Yin, on her recommendation, ordered a plate of stir-fried beef over rice.

As she was about to find a seat, she heard He Yin tell the boss: "For the stir-fried duck gizzards, hold the scallions and onions."

The boss nodded and noted it down.

Jiang Zhi saw him approach and, belatedly, said: "I forgot to mention, you actually remembered."

He Yin ignored her excited gaze and calmly replied: "I have a good memory."

Jiang Zhi beamed: "He Xiong, you still care about me, huh."

He Yin remained silent.

And the seed planted in his heart had unknowingly sprouted.

The meal finished.

The fountain square is nearby; they reached their destination after a ten-odd minute walk.

At that moment, a bustling crowd had gathered; Jiang Zhi wanted to push to the center, but as the crowd surged and she was about to be shoved aside, He Yin promptly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his side.

His broad, sturdy frame blocked the pressing crowd from all sides; Jiang Zhi was squeezed so that her whole body leaned against his chest, she caught a not-unpleasant soapberry scent from him, and couldn't help but wrap her arms tightly around his waist.

He Yin's body suddenly stiffened; lowering his gaze, he could only see the girl's black hair atop her head, feel her soft arm around his waist, and sense her warm breath on his abdomen.

The noisy clamor continued nonstop; it was precisely the time when the square was most crowded on Saturday, and He Yin struggled to ignore the strange feeling, inching closer to the center.

Before his eyes lay a vast fountain lakeside, stretching across the entire square; the colorful screen was counting down from ten to one.

Once it ended, jets of water shot up, dancing to the music, and the onlooking crowd pulled out their phones to record the scene.

Jiang Zhi also took out her phone from her bag, wanting to record, but the bobbing heads in front blocked her camera.

Just as she felt frustrated, He Yin took her phone and raised his arm high.

He stood nearly two meters tall, making him the most conspicuous in the crowd, and ideal for filming.

Jiang Zhi relaxed and focused on watching the fountain.

As the music peaked, a water column rose higher and higher until it merged with the heavens above, finally forming a sky‑wide mist that fell down.

The evening breeze blew, sending the mist into the crowd.

Jiang Zhi felt a cool drop land on her face; before she could dodge, a rush of water droplets was about to hit her.

He Yin swooped in front of her, embracing her to block all the falling water.

After a few minutes, the mist dissipated; that person stepped back, Jiang Zhi's vision cleared, her expression dazed, she gazed at the buzz‑cut youth before her, and taking advantage of the crowd's continual shouts, she opened her mouth:

"I like you, He Yin."

He Yin's pupils constricted; his deep eyes locked onto her lips, the surrounding clamor of screams seemed to stop, leaving only her words.

Jiang Zhi thought he hadn't heard, cupped her hands like a megaphone, and shouted: "Let's go back."

He Yin's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his voice a little hoarse: "Okay."

He Yin wanted to send her home, but Jiang Zhi politely declined.

It's not far from her home, and besides, a driver had come to pick her up; she got in the car and waved at him in his direction.

He Yin watched the car pull away from his sight, disappearing into the traffic.

That night was like a dream, everywhere filled with unreality.

It must be a dream; I'll wake up tomorrow.

He strode off, running toward home.

Running fast lets one forget everything.

Including the girl who lingers before his eyes.

Jiang Zhi slipped back home and, as expected, saw her grandmother sitting sternly on the sofa.

The old woman didn't turn her head: "Come over."

Jiang Zhi walked over sheepishly, sat beside her, posture rigid, and called out anxiously, "Grandma."

The old woman's face was grim, she gripped her cane tightly, and asked sternly, "Where did you go?"

Jiang Zhi said solemnly, "I was reading at the bookstore and lost track of time."

The old woman knew she wouldn't lie, but still reprimanded: "You can forget time even while reading; next time you must remember to set an alarm, did you hear me?"

Jiang Zhi nodded vigorously: "I've remembered, Grandma."

The old woman turned her head, saw water droplets in her hair, leaned in puzzled, and asked, "Was it raining outside? How did you get so wet?"

Jiang Zhi raised a hand to wipe it off, thought a moment, and said, "A water truck passed by when I came out; that must be when I got wet."

The old woman hurriedly said, "Go take a hot shower; I'll have Xiao Qiu bring your meal to your room later."

Xiao Qiu is Li Shen, the auntie in charge of the kitchen.

Jiang Zhi responded, said goodbye to her grandmother, then went upstairs to take a bath.

She returned to her room.

She finally had time to check the villain's favorability data.

【Villain He Yin Favorability 36 points】

It increased this much in just one day.

She slept very comfortably at night.

But that night, He Yin tossed and turned, unable to sleep.