Damn it, I'm surrounded by childhood sweethearts-Chapter 381 - 278. Xia Xiaoxiao, Who Was Beaten Innocently

It was after eight at night when Xu Qingfan finally accompanied Zhang Chunxue, who had finished a full day’s work, back to Li City.

"I’m heading back home now, Auntie. I’ll come give you a massage another day." He unbuckled his seatbelt and playfully patted Aunt Zhang’s shoulder.

"Hurry back, you’ve had several calls on the way." Zhang Chunxue gave him a glance and untied her long hair, rubbing her somewhat sore head.

"Do you need a head massage? I’ll go home and try to learn, and help you out next time."

She watched as Xu Qingfan cheerfully bounded up the stairs before she could barely muster a smile and turned the car around to leave Lianhua Courtyard.

"Humph!" Standing in the third-floor corridor, a certain girl stealthily withdrew her gaze, pounded her slightly sore thighs, and went back into her home.

Xu Qingfan had initially said he would be home for dinner before six o’clock, but things got delayed a bit because Zhang Chunxue had some last-minute matters, so they ended up having dinner in Hong Kong before heading back.

"Huh?" He arrived at Xia Xiaoxiao’s doorstep and tilted his head in confusion.

Not only was his own door locked, but the young girl’s was too. Looking through the windows, both families’ living rooms were pitch black.

"Where have they all gone to enjoy themselves?" He shrugged and took out his keys to open the door.

After turning on the lights, his little brother didn’t greet him at the door as usual. Xu Qingfan found it strange and called out loudly into the living room, "Little Bro, Little Bro~"

Not a cat cared about him, probably hiding in some corner fast asleep.

His mum was probably out playing mahjong with Aunt Lin, his dad was most likely off fishing and shooting the breeze, and where had this Xia Xiaoxiao run off to?

"Urgent calls nonstop, and there’s not a soul at home when I get back." He grumbled as he changed his shoes, closed the door, and began to look for Little Bro’s whereabouts around the house.

First, he checked the altar where the Buddha was worshipped. No cat. Then, the balcony. Still no cat.

"Little Bro~" He called the cat’s name while searching, but even after a sweep of the kitchen, he still couldn’t find him.

Xu Qingfan guessed the cat was taken to the neighbor’s by Xia Xiaoxiao, so he gave up the search and prepared to retreat to his own room to lie down.

Caught off guard, just as he turned on the light, Xu Qingfan saw Little Bro lying on his pillow, yawning with a big open mouth, then sleepily staring at him.

"Meow~"

"I meow at your ghost face, damn it, who let you in? It must have been Xia Xiaoxiao again!" Xu Qingfan disdainfully walked over, grabbed the cat, and tossed it onto the floor.

The cat hadn’t bathed in who knows how long and was even sleeping on his pillow!

Xia Xiaoxiao, hidden under the quilt, secretly clenched her fist. She wanted to see what other bad things this awful dog was going to say about her.

Distracted by Little Bro, Xu Qingfan hadn’t noticed that the spread quilt seemed to have a lump under it. He slapped the pillow with his hand and kept muttering, "Xia Xiaoxiao is so unreliable, running out late at night, not afraid of encountering any danger..."

Little Bro couldn’t stand his constant babbling, shook its head, and effortlessly slipped out of the room.

[It’s you who’s unreliable! And who keeps breaking their word!!] Xia Xiaoxiao was fuming under the quilt, but it wasn’t time to reveal herself yet—she had to scare this stinky dog half to death!

After removing the last strand of cat hair, Xu Qingfan threw the pillow back onto the bed.

He had to wake up early in the morning to catch the high-speed train, and in the afternoon, he helped Aunt Zhang handle a ton of paperwork. Now, coming home in the evening, even someone as energetic as him couldn’t help feeling tired.

Xu Qingfan didn’t think he was all that amazing, but he admired Chunxue, who lived like this every day yet handled everything smoothly and with ease.

"Auntie, you’re the best in the world." He found the phrase quite catchy as he said it, which made him chuckle first.

[I must learn that head massage, too, and give Auntie the most comprehensive and meticulous care!]

Xu Qingfan yawned, found the remote to turn on the air conditioner, and then flopped down stiffly onto the bed.

Having been away from home for so many days, the thing he missed the most was this rickety wooden bed in his room. Although it probably hadn’t cost more than two hundred Yuan when he bought it, it was more comfortable than any bed he had ever slept in.

"There’s no place like my own doghouse." He was feeling quite sentimental staring at the ceiling when, the next second...

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Xia Xiaoxiao suddenly threw off the quilt and sat up, letting out a loud "Boo!" right next to his ear.

"Damn it!" Xu Qingfan was so frightened that he defied physics and sprang up from the bed, instinctively delivering a huge slap to the not-dead-not-live thing.

"Ahh!" A loud slap rang out, followed by the girl’s shrill scream echoing in the room.

"Damn it~ Xia Xiaoxiao?" Although he had switched off the room’s light, Xu Qingfan immediately recognized the ghost-like girl in front of him, having spent so much time with Xia Xiaoxiao throughout their lives.

Xia Xiaoxiao felt a burning pain on her face. She instinctively covered her freshly slapped right cheek, looking at Xu Qingfan who had a look of astonishment mixed with a hint of a smirk, and she, choking back tears, ended up crying out loud.

"Wah... You jerk, Xu Qingfan... wah wah... I’m going to tell Aunt Zhang you hit someone!"

"Damn it, what were you doing scaring me by hiding in there?" Indeed, the profound Chinese culture—three consecutive ’damn its,’ but each with a completely different meaning.

He didn’t even bother to put on slippers and hurriedly got up to turn on the room’s light.