I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 208 - 200 Early Love Interest?

Chapter 208: Chapter 200 Early Love Interest?

Zhao Yan was back, so naturally, Xie Ying’an had no reason to stay at Qingran’s home anymore.

After the parent-teacher meeting, Zhao Yan waved to Xie Ying’an from across the street at the school gate, signaling him to come over: "Anzai, time to go home!"

Mr. Li’s car was parked behind Zhao Yan’s. Xie Ying’an walked toward it along with Qingran.

However, Xie Ying’an had no intentions of going back home. He greeted Mr. Li and asked him and Qingran to wait for him for a bit.

Then, he crossed the street and apparently said something to Zhao Yan, making her sigh with helplessness, as if her son was beyond her control. She patted Xie Ying’an’s shoulder earnestly, waved goodbye to Qingran and Mr. Li, and drove off first.

It was clear to Qingran then: Xie Ying’an had no plans of returning home at all.

Naturally, Mr. Li noticed as well. Having watched Xie Ying’an grow up since childhood, he treated him as his own child and, of course, was very happy to have him stay at his home.

Mr. Li came today in his own car; the journey back was not long, just that the wait for traffic lights took a while longer.

As time dragged on slightly, the suspicion that Mr. Li originally had no intention of voicing uncontrollably slipped out.

He cleared his throat, looked at Xie Ying’an through the rearview mirror, and asked: "An, your homeroom teacher said today that you... cough! Are involved in early love? That’s not true, right?"

To tell the truth, Mr. Li didn’t really believe what Old Wu had said today.

Did he not know Xie Ying’an well enough? No matter who it was, Xie Ying’an was not the type to talk much; even Li Qing Mo had criticized him for being too much of a social failure, saying that he didn’t even have any female friends.

Could someone like Xie Ying’an be involved in early love?

Mr. Li rather thought it was more convincing if the early love rumors were about his own son, Li Qing Mo.

Xie Ying’an and Qingran sat side by side in the back seat, inching slightly close together, but Mr. Li didn’t notice these subtle cues at all.

Even if he had noticed, he wouldn’t have suspected anything between them. After all, his daughter was a good girl, and it was common knowledge even among rabbits not to nibble the grass at the edge of their own burrow.

Hearing her father ask this, Qingran’s fingers, which Xie Ying’an was holding, trembled suddenly. She tried to pull her hand away with some effort, but Xie Ying’an was much stronger; unless he let go, Qingran couldn’t break free.

As soon as Qingran got into the car, Xie Ying’an, sitting beside her, had stealthily grasped her hand, and to avoid being seen by Mr. Li in the front, he also cleverly covered it with a book. Even if Mr. Li turned around now, he wouldn’t notice anything unusual.

Qingran was truly at a loss with Xie Ying’an’s recent hand-holding addiction.

But what could she do? It was she who had initiated the contact by sneakily touching Xie Ying’an’s hand in the past to ward off that damned aura. She had tempted Xie Ying’an first, and now she was just reaping the consequences.

The situation was a bit different now, though; Qingran was afraid her father would pick up on something.

Seeing Qingran genuinely getting anxious, afraid that they might not have another chance to hold hands in the future, Xie Ying’an reluctantly let go of her hand quietly.

Seizing the opportunity, Qingran withdrew her hand and unnoticeably moved closer to the right side of the car window, putting a little distance between herself and Xie Ying’an.

Xie Ying’an frowned at the gap between them and then shook his head at Mr. Li who was driving, answering his previous question: "It’s not true, Uncle. I’m not involved in early love."

It’s not like I have the chance for early love when your daughter doesn’t give me that opportunity.

"I knew it, Anzai would never be involved in early love," Mr. Li laughed heartily, his trust in Xie Ying’an unwavering.

A good-looking boy never lacks admirers, and even without rose-tinted glasses, Mr. Li knew full well that Xie Ying’an was very handsome, inheriting all the best features from his parents.

"However, at your age," Mr. Li turned the steering wheel, taking a corner, and added, "it’s still better not to engage in early love. The third year of high school is very important; just endure for one more year, and you can date in university."

Regarding love, Mr. Li was quite open-minded. After all, it was during his university days that he met Qingran’s mother, and now, in the blink of an eye, his child had grown up so much.

Xie Ying’an glanced at Qingran again.

Leaning against the car window, Qingran heard her father’s words and actually nodded in agreement.

That’s right, father and daughter were of one mind—Qingran also thought early love was not good.

Xie Ying’an withdrew his gaze and chuckled with pleasure: "What you said makes a lot of sense, Uncle."

Another year to endure, long yet fleeting.

Before the car even stopped, Qingran could hear her older cousin shouting from her home—

"Ranran! Ranran!! Qingran!! Here, I’m right here..."

Qingran got out of the car and looked up.

Liu Luoxi was standing on Li Qingmo’s windowsill, clinging to the security bars and waving at her excitedly: "Ranran, hurry up and come in. It’s too hot with the window open. I’m going to close the window now, hurry up, I have something to tell you!"

Then, with a snap, she closed the window.

After parking the car, Mr. Li got out and also looked upstairs, just in time to see Liu Luoxi violently shutting the window, and he shook his head helplessly: "That girl Luoxi..."

He glanced at his daughter again, and the helpless smile instantly turned into one of contentment.

Qingran went upstairs with Xie Ying’an, and as soon as they reached the top, her older cousin who had been waiting for her at the stairwell dragged her into Li Qingmo’s room.

At this time, Li Qingmo, who had rushed back from school long ago, was half-lying on the single sofa, playing a video game with a ferocious expression. When Liu Luoxi and the others came in, he didn’t even lift an eyelid.

The temperature in Li Qingmo’s room was always set quite low. Qingran rubbed her arms, feeling goosebumps from the cold air, and urged Liu Luoxi: "What is it that you want to tell me? Cousin?"

Xie Ying’an, following behind them, silently went over to the air conditioner and turned up the temperature.

That’s when Li Qingmo suddenly started shouting: "Xie Ying’an, don’t touch my air conditioner!!!"

Xie Ying’an paid him no mind at all.

Liu Luoxi glanced back and forth between Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo, then seemed to remember something and decided to go talk in Qingran’s room instead.

Qingran helplessly followed Liu Luoxi to her room, and just as Qingran was about to open the door, Liu Luoxi threw herself at her in a hug and kicked the door closed with her foot.

"Ranran, I have some exciting news that I can’t wait to share with you. I’m in a relationship!"

Qingran was dumbfounded: "...What?"

It was like a bolt from the blue, and she didn’t feel it was good news at all.

Especially when Liu Luoxi revealed that her early romance was with Liang Fan, Qingran’s expression went beyond shocked.

What, what’s happening?

Why would the sycophantic second male lead, Wen Shiyi, from the book be dating her cousin?

Did she miss some crucial plot point?

Liu Luoxi sat on Qingran’s bed, her usual carefree demeanor now tinged with a bit of shyness: "I didn’t expect it either, but he actually confessed to me. Plus, I really do like his face, so... hehe~"

Then came the silly, smitten giggling.

If Qingran remembered correctly, it shouldn’t have been long since Liang Fan confessed to her, and the bruises from being beaten should still not be fully healed. And now he’s confessing to her cousin?

What, is it that all the women who can attract Liang Fan in this world come from their family?

Eyes — you can’t easily lie with them, and it’s clear that Liang Fan’s looks at Wen Shiyi are filled with affection!

Qingran thought, if Liang Fan’s contact with her was intentional, then it’s possible that this time with her cousin was also purposeful.

So exhausting...

How should she tell her cousin, who’s just fallen in love, that Liang Fan is not such a good catch?