I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 21 - 19 Personally Coming to Invite

If Li Qingran and Huang Qianyu's affection for Xie Ying'an in the book is like the budding feelings of a young girl in spring, not engraved in their hearts but fiery and intense.

Then An Xiaoxiao's fondness for Xie Ying'an is different; she truly regards Xie Ying'an as the one to spend the rest of her life with.

But Xie Ying'an is hardly the ideal partner, at least not for her.

In the book, Xie Ying'an appears quite indifferent to romance. It might be that the author didn't handle the depiction of male-female emotions well, as even the book reviews were all along the lines of 'the second male lead has confessed to the female lead, and as the male lead, you just chuckle???', or 'From school to wedding dress, shouldn't it be passionate? Wishing to annihilate heaven and earth, feeling like we are the only couple in the world?'

Qingran couldn't understand why she remembered the book reviews so clearly, yet many of the plot points only became somewhat clear to her when they were happening in front of her eyes.

She couldn't even recall why she transmigrated? Apart from the piercing sound of car brakes, she couldn't remember anything else about her past life.

After having lunch, Qingran felt a bit sleepy.

Zhao Yan rarely came back, and she was already taken out by her girlfriends.

Li Qingmo and Liu Luoxi, two online gaming addicts, were still huddled on the sofa, immersed in their game, with no winner decided yet.

Xie Ying'an was sitting on the single sofa to Qingran's left, and An Xiaoxiao was perched on a low stool next to her, deftly peeling chestnuts.

The whole house was filled with the sweet aroma of chestnuts.

Qingran half-reclined on the sofa, watching An Xiaoxiao's hands. The disposable gloves didn't hinder the girl's efficiency, as one after another, the golden brown chestnuts were peeled from their maroon skins, all ending up in Li Qingmo's stomach.

After peeling a bag of chestnuts, An Xiaoxiao looked up to meet Qingran's gaze. Her eyes curved into a smile: "Sister Qingran, do you want some chestnuts? There are still some in the kitchen."

Qingran wasn't in the mood for chestnuts, all she wanted now was to sleep.

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Xie Ying'an turned his head to look over: "Go to your room for a nap?"

Li Qingmo sneered: "Li Qingran, are you a pig? You only got up at eight this morning, and now you're sleepy again."

Qingran couldn't be bothered with Li Qingmo, and shaking her head at Xie Ying'an, said with half-drowsy eyes, "I have plans with Ruan Ruan later."

Liu Luoxi looked up from his phone screen upon hearing her, "Where are you going? Can I come?"

Qingran: "We're going shopping and to the library."

Liu Luoxi instantly lost interest, "Never mind, you go. I'll stick to gaming with Little Brother Li."

At two past one in the afternoon, Ruan Ruan sent a message.

Soft girl: Ranran, I'm on the bus with Shi Yi, let's meet at that time-honored restaurant on Zhongting Street.

QR: Okay, I'm about to head over.

Soft girl: Emoticon (joyful)

Qingran informed them, picked up her jacket, and walked out.

Only after stepping outside did she realize Xie Ying'an had followed. The youth had his hands in his pockets, trailing three steps behind her.

Qingran paused to wait for him: "Are you heading out, too?"

Walking side by side, Xie Ying'an deliberately slowed his pace: "I'll walk you there."

Xie Ying'an's various out-of-character responses suddenly set off alarms in Qingran's heart.

"There are a lot of dog walkers around here on weekends," Xie Ying'an pointed to the dog walkers across from them, explaining, "Those Huskies aren't shy and like to play with people."

"Oh."

Qingran glanced at the Huskies loosed from their leashes, playing vigorously with a Teddy that seemed to be 'smiling at the sky, the ground, and the air'.

The two owners were giving each other helpless looks, probably about to become friends through their dogs.

Indeed, it might be better to have cats, she thought.

Xie Ying'an walked Qingran all the way to the bus stop, and as she boarded the bus and looked back, she saw the tall, slender youth standing out among the crowd, not leaving even as the bus drove away.

Qingran turned back around and sat up straight. Being transmigrated from birth, she couldn't regard Xie Ying'an, who had grown up with her from childhood, as a mere flat character from a book. To her, Xie Ying'an was a flesh-and-blood person with feelings, delicate emotions, not the indifferent figure described in the book.

The book revolves around the romance between him and Wen Shiyi, with their love journey being anything but facile.

Apart from various supporting characters creating hurdles, even Zhao Yan clearly expressed her dislike toward Wen Shiyi.

Xie Ying'an's home was not far from the bustling center street. When Qingran got off the bus and walked to the time-honored restaurant, Ruan Ruan and Wen Shiyi had not yet arrived.

Next to the time-honored restaurant was a milk tea shop. The weather was gradually warming up, and the business of the milk tea shop was booming as well.

Qingran ordered three cups of milk tea, and while waiting for her order, she saw Ruan Ruan and Wen Shiyi getting off the bus.

At half-past two in the afternoon, three girls walked side by side, each holding a cup of milk tea while casually strolling through the mall.

Compared to Ruan Ruan's easiness, Wen Shiyi seemed a bit more constrained.

The mall had already started introducing spring clothing; this year's new shirt designs looked pretty, and the three decided to each buy one after discussing it.

Ruan Ruan proposed: "How about we all wear this shirt for next week's spring outing?"

Wen Shiyi nodded, "Sure."

Qingran had no objections.

Time flies when you're shopping; it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when the three found a noodle shop, each had a bowl of noodles, and then prepared to go to the library to read for a while.

On the way, Wen Shiyi received a phone call; her expression remained somewhat inexplicable after she hung up.

Ruan Ruan asked her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Wen Shiyi put her phone in her shoulder bag, thought for a moment, and then said, "My stepsister just suddenly asked me where I was, it was so odd."

Now Ruan Ruan finally could ask the question on her mind, "Shiyi, is your stepsister really that school beauty from the vocational high school?"

"My stepsister does study at the vocational high school, but I'm not sure if she is considered a school beauty."

"Tsk!" Ruan Ruan shook her head, "What school beauty or school hunk? It's all just those idle people making a fuss on the school forum, it doesn't really count for anything."

Qingran and Wen Shiyi agreed with this statement.

"Otherwise," Ruan Ruan changed the topic and looked at Qingran with a deliberately mischievous smile, "My Ranran is so pretty, how come that senior in the third year became the school beauty?"

Qingran ignored Ruan Ruan's teasing and just smiled and glanced at her.

The seventeen-year-old girl's features were blossoming, her almond-shaped eyes sparkled like twinkling stars, her lips were as red as cherry, her teeth as white as jade, her skin as smooth as cream, her beauty natural and exquisite.

Wen Shiyi tightened the strap of her shoulder bag and thought to herself that Ruan Ruan wasn't joking; Qingran indeed was very good-looking.

The first day Wen Shiyi met Qingran, it was Qingran and Xie Ying'an who helped her scare away the thugs her stepsister had sent to intimidate her, and the shock was so great that the images of Qingran and Xie Ying'an were imprinted clearly in her mind.

After all, in the town where she grew up, she rarely saw young men and women as attractive as they were.

The trio didn't settle down until they reached the library; at this time, the library wasn't crowded, and even the library administrator was watching dramas with headphones on while eating.

They found a corner to sit down, each pulling out books from their bags.

Not long after they had sat down, Wen Shiyi received another phone call.

It wasn't clear what was asked on the other end, but Wen Shiyi's face fell, and she lowered her voice, "What's it to you where I am?"

Wen Shiyi hung up the phone, and not long after, the persistent calls came again.

Unable to withstand such a barrage of phone calls, Wen Shiyi eventually reported the library's address.

Qingran was halfway through a test paper when the library suddenly burst with several noisy sounds, and Song Shize walked toward their direction with a smug smile on his face.

Song Shize, with his long legs, quickly reached where Qingran sat.

He leaned his arms on the desk, looking down at Qingran with a commanding posture, "The annoying Li Qingmo is finally not around, what luck."

Qingran pressed her finger on the test paper and asked him, "Did you want to see me?"

"Ha," Song Shize raised an eyebrow: "Isn't it obvious?"

Qingran didn't want to get entangled with him too much, "What is it?"

"Yeah, I do," as Ruan Ruan reached for her phone, Song Shize quickly grabbed her hand, his words laced with a warning, "Don't try anything sneaky."

Ruan Ruan pulled back her hand and glared at him.

After Song Shize finished warning Ruan Ruan, he turned back to Qingran, "I know it's hard to get your time, so I came to invite you personally, you shouldn't have any objections now, right?"

Qingran thought to herself, when have you not personally come to invite me? When have I ever given you face?

Such a little brat, completely spoiled by his parents, deserves a spanking!

Regardless, without Li Qingmo around who could actually fight, Qingran and the others had no choice but to pack up obediently and follow Song Shize.

Next to the library's parking lot stood an extended Mercedes-Benz van, with the driver having awaited their arrival for quite some time.

Song Shize opened the car door, and Qingran got in first; Ruan Ruan, with no better option, pulled Wen Shiyi to sit next to Qingran.

Song Shize took the passenger's seat while the boys who followed him got into another car.

As the car drove towards an unknown destination, Qingran was surprisingly calm inside; despite Song Shize being playful, he could still be considered a law-abiding young man.