Chapter 59: Leaving Without Saying Goodbye

Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Leaving Without Saying Goodbye

"Alright!" This question really stumped Su Yunzhou.

"Love at first sight?" he muttered silently, a scene suddenly flashing through his mind.

He was eighteen that year, riding an old, slow train and standing there feeling like an absolute nobody. He hadn’t managed to snag a seated ticket. A five-hour journey—not too long, but not exactly short either—meant he had no choice but to stand the whole way home. He had been especially unlucky that day. It poured the moment he stepped outside, the traffic was terrible, and the handle of his suitcase had pathetically snapped off. It was the absolute pinnacle of bad luck.

He finally managed to squeeze onto the train. The carriage was packed and incredibly stifling. Soaked from the rain and sweating profusely, the rising heat made him feel thoroughly miserable. But right at that moment, an older girl with dimples when she smiled reached out a helping hand.

That scene was from far too long ago. Su Yunzhou couldn’t even remember what she looked like anymore. But that beautiful smile and those captivating dimples were like a refreshing breeze that still occasionally wafted through his heart. To anyone else, it might have been just a small favor, but in that moment for Su Yunzhou, that woman was like an incredibly warm angel. Thinking about it now, perhaps it was from then on that he developed a special fondness for understanding older women, right up until the system helped him fulfill his dream in a different way.

Unfortunately, he was too thin-skinned back then and hadn’t asked for her contact information. After getting off the train, he was filled with regret. He had tried searching for her for a long time using "message in a bottle" apps, but some things, once passed, were simply gone. If love at first sight really existed, then that must have been it!

"HEHEHE~" Miaomiao giggled awkwardly. His silence had already spoken volumes. She feigned lightheartedness and teased, "It seems like you’re thinking of someone!"

Su Yunzhou snapped back to reality and gave a sheepish chuckle, offering no explanation.

The movement of Miaomiao’s feet didn’t stop; in fact, her jade-like foot lifted even higher. Lowering her gaze, she asked, "Handsome, do you prefer when feelings grow over time?"

Su Yunzhou teased back, "What if spending all that time together doesn’t actually breed love?"

Miaomiao paused and said, "Then it just hasn’t been long enough!"

"Hmm!" Hearing this reply, Su Yunzhou was slightly taken aback. What a brilliant double entendre.

Miaomiao kept her head down and murmured, "If once doesn’t work, then ten times. If a month doesn’t work, then two months. If two months doesn’t work, then..."

Su Yunzhou laughed and clapped his hands. "Then it’s two, two, three, four, change positions and try once more."

"Handsome~" Miaomiao said shyly, "You’re so naughty~"

Her sweet, trailing tone stretched out as far as her foot. The bluntness of her words gave Su Yunzhou goosebumps. Looking at her "take your pick" attitude, he suddenly felt rather bored by the whole thing.

He really had gone to the murder mystery game that afternoon out of boredom, harboring a few mildly flirtatious thoughts. But after interacting with her, the more proactive she became, the less interesting he found it. Of course, there was another very important reason. It was a warning bell.

He once had a good male coworker who became infatuated with a female influencer who loved wearing a little white camisole and a micro-skirt on her livestreams. He started tipping like crazy to get her attention, and the influencer proved to be quite "grateful." They chatted for over half a month. Supported by his financial superpower, the coworker earned the chance to meet her offline. There was no messy, melodramatic plot twist; the two hit it off, had a carefully prepared dinner, and went straight to the hotel upstairs.

The next day at work, the coworker looked slightly exhausted, yet his eyes carried a hint of pride as he bragged about how much time he had spent taming a wild horse the night before. The coworker spent night after night partying, but the good times didn’t last. Two weeks later, he suddenly took sick leave and politely declined all visitors.

Word eventually leaked out from somewhere. He had contracted HPV and genital warts. As for where he got it from, everyone knew perfectly well.

After his sick leave ended, the coworker returned to the office. Faced with the strange looks from his colleagues and the constant smell of disinfecting alcohol, he felt furious yet utterly helpless. He really wanted to tell everyone that the disease wasn’t as wildly contagious as they imagined, but...

Sigh!

In the end, he was too ashamed to stay. He submitted his resignation and left.

This incident sounded a loud warning bell for all the male coworkers who loved watching girls twerk online. Getting sick wasn’t shameful. What was shameful was getting *this* kind of sickness. After all, just the thought of a cauliflower-like growth sprouting on a certain important part of their anatomy made them shiver in terror.

Because of this, Su Yunzhou’s circle of colleagues was actually quite clean; everyone made absolutely sure not to mess around with random encounters. In summary, here was a piece of sincere advice for everyone:

Never touch anyone whose background you don’t know inside and out.

Never touch anyone from your own company.

And when going on a blind date, it’s best to proactively suggest bringing a medical checkup report.

Back to the matter at hand.

Seeing his non-committal attitude—neither initiating nor rejecting—Miaomiao internally cursed him as a "player," but her face remained as bright as a blooming flower.

"Handsome~" she cooed. "I know your time is precious. Don’t worry, I’m not the clingy type, and I won’t demand you see me every day..."

Faced with Miaomiao laying her cards directly on the table, Su Yunzhou maintained a faint smile while simultaneously snuffing out the idea of using influencers to find mature women. He had originally wanted to test the waters, but if even a mid-tier influencer like Miaomiao was this loose, he could only imagine how wildly uninhibited those highly experienced mature women would be.

Su Yunzhou stood up leisurely and said, "I’m going to the restroom." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Miaomiao nodded obediently. At the same time, she pulled out her phone to browse hotels for the night.

But a few minutes passed in a flash. He still hadn’t returned? Was his stomach acting up? She patiently waited for another few minutes. Just as she was about to call him, someone knocked lightly on the door.

Miaomiao felt a surge of joy, but then realized something was off.

"Come in!"

A waitress walked in respectfully, holding a receipt. "Hello. The gentleman you came with asked me to bring this receipt to you after ten minutes."

Miaomiao’s breathing quickened slightly. She snatched the receipt. It showed a 5,400 yuan balance recharged to her membership card.

The waitress explained cautiously, "That gentleman participated in our store’s promotion. By topping up three times the consumption amount today, this bill gets a fifty percent discount..."

Miaomiao didn’t hear a single word of the rest. His leaving without saying goodbye, plus the recharge, proved only one thing: they owed each other nothing, and they shouldn’t bother each other anymore.

Miaomiao yelled impatiently, "I get it, just leave!"

The waitress breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated. Earlier, when that handsome man paid the bill and asked her to do this, she had already realized what kind of drama was playing out. But for the sake of a 100 yuan tip, she guaranteed she would deliver the message. Fortunately, it wasn’t as bad as she had imagined.

After the waitress left, Miaomiao slumped into her chair, completely stunned. She didn’t understand. She had been so proactive, so why did he still reject her? Could it be because he had some sort of virgin complex? But even if she wasn’t one, she had maintained herself extremely well!

No matter how you looked at it, she was a premium used car. The gas pedal, the brakes, the headlights—every single part was top-tier. The only issue was that the tailpipe was a little darkened, that was all.

The more she thought about it, the more her thoughts spiraled into a dead end. Finally, fuming with anger, she pulled out her phone, found a doctor specializing in intimate cosmetic surgeries, and sent a message.

"Director Zhang, I’d like to schedule a time for an in-depth consultation about that restoration surgery you mentioned last time!"