No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1649 Arnold Simmons Extra (15)

The milk tea shops across the street were still open.

Because it’s the weekend tomorrow, some students would go in and sit for a while.

Hannah stood alone, waiting for the traffic light. A little further away was the bus stop, where all the waiting students were from Yizhong, their voices audible from here.

A bus left, and half of the students at the stop departed.

While waiting for the traffic light, just as the bus passed right in front of her, Hannah accidentally looked up and noticed a familiar figure standing across the street.

Under the night sky, with flashing neon lights casting colorful glows, the young man had changed out of his school uniform. Wearing a duckbill cap, he had a relaxed and lazy posture, with a cigarette burning between his fingers.

A few other boys stood opposite him, all looking about the same age, laughing somewhat off-tune.

"Arnold, isn’t that girl over there looking at you?"

Francis Evans gestured with his chin towards the opposite side of the street.

Arnold Simmons lazily lifted his eyes and glanced over.

With vehicles passing by and pedestrians bustling around under the flickering lights that dazzle the eyes, that slender figure across the street stood out exceptionally clear in the night.

Like a star that had fallen onto the night sky, unexpectedly entering his field of view.

Their eyes met, Hannah waved at him happily, then pointed towards the traffic light beside her.

Meaning to ask him to wait.

Arnold’s expression paused for a moment, he stubbed out his cigarette in a nearby trash can, and said to the others, "Let’s go."

"Go?" Francis said, "Aren’t we waiting for that girl?"

There was half a minute left on the traffic light.

Arnold pressed down on his cap, hiding the emotions swirling in his eyes, and spoke indifferently, "Who said I know her?"

After saying that, he walked away without looking back to the other side of the street.

Francis was still a bit confused but nevertheless followed his steps.

The group of boys walked together, while on the opposite side of the street, Hannah was alone.

She seemed not to understand why Arnold had suddenly left, thinking perhaps he hadn’t seen her or hadn’t understood her gesture, so she took a few steps forward, jumping up and waving her hands to get Arnold’s attention.

Francis, seeing the earnest, stubborn way she behaved, felt pity, "She’s still following us."

That’s pretty sad.

The other boys seemed to think the same.

Although it was hard to see clearly under the night lights, her silhouette looked quite pretty, and she was neatly dressed in a Yizhong school uniform.

"Looks quite well-behaved."

"Are all Yizhong girls this well-behaved?"

"It varies from person to person, remember that girl who couldn’t woo Arnold and went around tarnishing his reputation?"

The boy touched his nose, "Indeed..."

Arnold didn’t say anything, letting them chatter, but his mind was unconsciously filled with images of the girl struggling with the strap of his backpack at noon.

Well-behaved?

Actually, she’s quite spirited.

Like a cat and like a rabbit, that fluffy appearance can be deceiving.

Thinking again about what Francis said, that the girl was still following him...

Arnold felt annoyed and eventually couldn’t resist looking across the street.

In the few dozens of seconds it took to cross the road, there was no one across the street anymore; the red light turned green, she likely had left.

Hannah’s home was in the opposite direction to his.

Thinking of something, Arnold’s face turned expressionless, cold and frightening. Among them, only Francis noticed his unease but didn’t dare to say anything.