Chapter 388: Childhood Friends Must Be Cultivated from a Young Age (71)

Shen Mubai was nearly fuming like a blowfish.

“Even if it wasn’t what you said, you admit the wristband thing, right?”

An Ziyu curved his lips, his eyes fixed on her as he spoke, “I couldn’t hold back, Luoluo. Please don’t be mad, okay?”

Shen Mubai remained silent.

An Ziyu lowered his gaze and pleaded softly.

What Shen Mubai couldn’t stand the most was when he showed that hurt expression.

She thought to herself, feeling wronged, “It’s clearly all his fault, yet he still has the nerve to act like this.”

But in her heart, she couldn’t help but soften.

In the end, she couldn’t bring herself to be harsh with him.

Seeing her attitude soften a bit, An Ziyu’s gaze flickered.

He lowered his voice again, saying, “Luoluo, I won’t force you before you agree.”

He would only lurk in the shadows, bit by bit eroding her heart, driving away all those who coveted her by whatever means necessary.

The boy’s eyes were locked on her, filled with a pleading look that made it impossible to blame him.

The last bit of Shen Mubai’s resolve was completely shattered.

She sighed and said, “Zi..yu, I…”

In the end, she couldn’t bring herself to speak the truth and could only say, “I can’t give you the answer you want.”

A dark emotion rose in his heart, but it was quickly suppressed.

An Ziyu held back the terrifying thoughts stirring inside him, staring intently at the girl in front of him.

He smiled softly and said in a gentle voice, “It’s okay, as long as you don’t try to run away from me… that’s enough.”

Shen Mubai couldn’t understand the overly obsessive feelings of the young male lead, and a sense of powerlessness and fear washed over her.

What was she afraid of?

She couldn’t give herself a clear answer either.

In the days that followed, apart from being the constant subject of gossip and attention at school, Shen Mubai’s life remained much the same as before.

However, she couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable with An Ziyu’s occasional intimate actions in public.

To others, their relationship had already been confirmed.

Aside from some who were envious or jealous, most people just viewed them with a bystander’s curiosity.

When An Ziyu’s 18th birthday arrived, he spent it with Xiao Xueqing and their family.

The cake wasn’t ordered from outside; Shen Mubai had made it herself.

While making the cake, Shen Mubai’s emotions were incredibly mixed because the progress bar above the young male lead’s head was almost full.

This meant that it wouldn’t be long before she would leave this world.

The system spoke coolly, “Weren’t you the one who kept saying you wanted to hurry up and finish these ten-plus years?”

Shen Mubai scooped a finger of cream and popped it into her mouth, whispering, “Turns out, having a family feels really nice.”

The system was silent for a moment before saying, “Shen Mubai, you will have to leave eventually.”

It was the first time the system had ever called her by name, which startled her.

She said, “Wow, system, you actually remember my name. Do you like me?”

The system, having no capacity for sympathy, coldly responded with one word, “Scram.”

Shen Mubai sucked the cream off her finger and smiled.

“So sweet.” Sweet enough that it made her a bit reluctant to leave.

When the cake was placed on the table, Jiang Chen, who had been teary-eyed moments before, suddenly quieted down. His big eyes stared at it, and he said in a voice tinged with a bit of a nasal sound, “Big… big cake.”

Xiao Xueqing hugged him, kissed his cheek, and asked gently, “Chenchen, do you know whose birthday it is today?”