Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 144 Milk Tea and Debts of Kindness

"but,"

Ye Fan couldn't help but remind him, "Can your stomach handle eating so much all at once?"

Xian Zuling shook her head, a few strands of hair falling beside her cheek: "No. I... I don't seem to gain weight. Sometimes I eat less, sometimes I eat more, and my figure... is about the same."

Her tone was somewhat confused, as if this constitution was simply an objective fact to her.

Ye Fan was filled with emotion.

This is the kind of physique that countless girls dream of!

Images of girls from my past life who dieted and felt anxious in order to maintain their figure flashed through my mind.

In her past life, many girls controlled their diet in various ways to maintain their figure, fearing that they would gain weight or get acne. Surprisingly, some people did not change easily due to fluctuations in their diet and maintained a perfect figure all along.

It should be noted that Xian Zuling has a very good figure, but she is deliberately dressing like this now, making her look quite loose and obscuring her figure.

In her past life, after her true appearance was revealed, she had incredibly long legs, a wasp waist, and a 36D bust... she was simply perfect, even more model-like than many models, because while many models have great figures, their breasts are too small...

Xian Zuling's figure is simply superb; she is truly born with exceptional beauty.

Suddenly, Xian Zuling raised her head, her clear eyes staring directly at Ye Fan, filled with tension, confusion, and a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

She mustered her courage and asked the question that had been weighing on her mind for a long time:

"Ye Fan... I want to know... why are you so good to me?"

She paused, her voice lower, tinged with self-deprecation: "I know... the other classmates actually look down on me..."

Ye Fan knew perfectly well what she was referring to.

In this unfamiliar environment, the first impression often stems from the most obvious physical appearance.

Her "disguise" successfully deterred most people.

This question was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in Ye Fan's mind.

How should I answer? Tell her I was reborn? That I know you're actually breathtakingly beautiful? That I'm attracted to you... uh!

Just as Ye Fan fell into silent contemplation, the ancestral spirit seemed to misunderstand his hesitation. Its eyes dimmed, and it softly asked, "Is it because you think I'm ugly... and pity me?"

"No! I don't pity you!" Ye Fan immediately denied, his tone resolute.

He looked into her eyes, carefully choosing his words: "I did take better care of you than the other students. But it wasn't out of pity. As for why..."

He paused, his gaze becoming somewhat profound, as if examining his own heart: "I can't quite explain it. Maybe it's just a feeling. Taking care of you makes me feel better? Or maybe it satisfies my ridiculous 'hero complex'? Who knows? Sometimes, people don't even understand their own motives."

Xian Zuling listened quietly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

a long time.

She gently pursed her lips, her pearly teeth leaving a faint mark on her soft lips, before finally uttering a barely audible yet crystal-clear "Thank you!"

Ye Fan was somewhat surprised to find that with just these few candid exchanges, an invisible barrier between the two seemed to have been quietly broken down, and the distance between them had been miraculously shortened.

It seems that communication is really important.

Old Zhao just messaged Ye Fan on Green Bubble that he'd be online to play games later; he's planning to go to an internet cafe now! Anyway, he's off tomorrow.

Ye Fan stood up and said, "I'm leaving...you should go back too..."

After saying that, he walked in another direction from the snack street.

"Huh?"

Xian Zuling was stunned. Looking at Ye Fan's retreating figure, she blurted out instinctively, "Where...where are you going?"

Ye Fan didn't turn around, but simply waved casually, his figure quickly blending into the pedestrians under the dim streetlights.

Xian Zuling watched the disappearing figure, bit her lower lip, as if she had made up her mind, and jogged after it.

Hearing light footsteps behind him, Ye Fan turned around in surprise: "Huh? Why did you follow me? Didn't I tell you to go back to the dorm?"

Xian Zuling ran up to him, slightly out of breath, her cheeks flushed from running and nervousness.

She looked up, bravely meeting Ye Fan's gaze: "I saw you paying for the restaurant when I went to the restroom. I know you treated the whole class to barbecue tonight!"

Ye Fan, unsure of what she was trying to say, asked, "Yes! And then?"

Xian Zuling took a deep breath, her small hands nervously clutching the hem of her clothes, but her eyes were unusually firm: "I...I want to treat you to a cup of milk tea! Just...just consider it a return gift for the barbecue you treated me to!"

As if afraid Ye Fan would refuse, she spoke a little faster: "My mother always told me not to... not to take advantage of others, okay?"

Looking at her earnest little face, Ye Fan suddenly realized, then chuckled, "Oh~ I see. You don't want to owe me a favor, right?"

Xian Zuling nodded vigorously, his eyes clear and stubborn.

Ye Fan couldn't help but marvel once again at the simplicity and purity of girls in this era.

Thinking back to my past life... exorbitant dowry and various conditions, and in the end, I even married someone who had been through many hands... it was truly tragic.

Seeing that Ye Fan didn't speak, she became a little anxious: "You...you say something, please! I may not have much money, but I can still afford a cup of milk tea! I don't want to owe you a favor..."

Seeing her anxious expression, Ye Fan had a sudden thought and asked a seemingly casual question: "Do you not want to owe me any favors, or do you not want to owe anyone anything?"

"Nobody wants that!" Xian Zuling answered without hesitation and with unwavering certainty.

Upon hearing this answer, Ye Fan's smile deepened, carrying a hint of understanding.

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Alright then, let's go to the bubble tea shop. You can buy me a lemonade! It'll help me sober up."

"Phew..." Xian Zuling breathed a long sigh of relief, her tense little face finally relaxed, and even a faint smile appeared.

As night deepened, it was nearly 11 p.m.

The hustle and bustle around the school hadn't completely subsided, but there were far fewer pedestrians than when night had just fallen.

The food street was still brightly lit, and the signs of internet cafes, milk tea shops, and small jewelry shops shimmered enticingly in the night.

The two walked quietly, one in front of the other, along the street where the shadows were stretched long by the streetlights.

The ancestral spirit always lagged half a step behind Ye Fan, like a silent little tail.

Soon, they arrived at the door of an internet cafe that was brightly lit and had cool game posters on the door.

A huge neon sign flashed the words "Speedy Internet Cafe," and faint sounds of keyboard typing and players' shouts could be heard coming from inside.

Ye Fan pointed to the internet cafe and said to Xian Zuling, "I have something to do. Could you buy me a glass of lemonade with ice and bring it to me? I'll be inside the internet cafe."