For quite a while, she set her things down and looked at Mu Jiayu. "Jiayu, are you finished eating?"
Mu Jiayu murmured in response.
"Let’s go. There are so many places we haven’t explored yet."
"Oh... okay..." Mu Jiayu obediently followed Yun Sisi’s suggestion.
Although Mu Jiayu had a rather willful personality, she truly regarded Yun Sisi as a friend.
Besides, Yun Sisi’s goddess-like appearance made her immensely envious. The disdain and contempt she felt for Yun Shifei was equal to the admiration she held for Yun Sisi.
Yun Sisi appeared to wander around aimlessly, but her gaze never strayed far from the figures of Yun Shifei and Cheng Lie ahead of them.
For some reason, as she stared at their backs, Yun Sisi suddenly thought they seemed rather well-matched together.
Yun Shifei had a height of over 160cm, slender, and she realized Yun Shifei’s legs were especially long.
Dressed in loose-fitting sweatpants, her legs looked remarkably straight and shapely.
Today, Yun Shifei had tied her hair into a ponytail, and from behind, she exuded an energetic and youthful vibe.
And Cheng Lie? Nearly 180cm tall, his figure was tall and upright.
Huh, she had never seriously looked at Cheng Lie before and only knew that he was an idiot.
His expression always seemed so cold, as if he belonged to a different world.
Now that she thought about it carefully, Cheng Lie actually had quite good features. What a pity, though—his brain didn’t function well.
She still preferred people whose external beauty matched their inner beauty.
Cheng Lie and Yun Shifei strolled leisurely along a pathway.
Ahead of them was an artificial waterfall, and nearby was a resting area for tourists to take a break, buy food, and take memorial photos.
Yun Shifei noticed several of their classmates there.
"Hey classmates, would you two like to take a photo together?"
An enthusiastic man holding a camera approached Yun Shifei and Cheng Lie, offering to take a photo of them.
A photo? Yun Shifei turned to Cheng Lie. "How about we take a picture together? It’s rare for us to hang out ."
Without a tourist photo, you couldn’t even admit to having gone on an outing.
Before he could answer, she pulled him without further discussion and positioned them under the waterfall.
Though the waterfall was artificially carved and miniature in size, it made for a charming photo spot.
Caught off guard, Cheng Lie found himself dragged by Yun Shifei to get their photo taken before fully processing what was happening.
At that moment, Yun Shifei’s hand was gripping his arm.
The warmth from her palm spread steadily, making Cheng Lie instinctively want to shake her hand off.
But, ultimately, he didn’t do it.
Soon enough, Yun Shifei released him and stood properly to the side.
"Alright, look at the camera. Smile, both of you. One, two, three..." The man clicked the shutter and captured the image.
As the shutter came down, Cheng Lie turned his head to glance at Yun Shifei.
The girl was gazing earnestly at the camera, her crescent-shaped eyebrows curving as she beamed brightly, radiating like starlight.
From his angle, he could see her curled lashes, thick like butterfly wings.
He could tell her smile was genuine, devoid of any pretense.
Cheng Lie felt utterly baffled.
After everything she’d been through, how could she smile so happily?
Soon, the photo came out of the man’s camera.
The man frowned as he glanced at the photo. "Young man, didn’t I tell you to look at the camera? Why are you looking at the girl instead? Now who’s to blame for this mishap?"
A photo was expensive; the man wasn’t willing to take the financial loss.
"It’s fine, sir. I’ll take this photo," Yun Shifei said, retrieving the image from the man’s hand.
Glancing at the photo, she couldn’t help but raise her eyes to Cheng Lie. "Cheng Lie, why weren’t you looking at the camera during the photo? What were you looking at me for?"
Given the era, the pixel quality of the photo wasn’t very high, especially with this instant-print type—it had a somewhat overexposed appearance.
A bit blurry, it made her look less unattractive.
Still, standing next to Cheng Lie, she was inevitably overshadowed and turned into a rustic-looking girl.
In the photo, she was gazing seriously at the camera, with a faint smile.
And Cheng Lie? He was lowering his head, looking at her?
"What else could it be? This young lad here probably likes you."
Because Yun Shifei hadn’t complained about the quality of the photo, the man was quite pleased, surprised at her generosity. He had encountered too many difficult customers before, yet Yun Shifei, so young, was totally free of drama—remarkably gracious.
Unable to resist, he interjected.
Upon hearing this remark, Yun Shifei’s heart thumped wildly.
Not out of shyness, but from fear.
Absolutely not—she wouldn’t even dream of the Great Demon King ever liking her.
She wasn’t worthy, not at all.
Although Cheng Lie was pitiable now, his future promised strength and power, while she would remain no more significant than an ant.
Yun Shifei was very self-aware.
Cheng Lie, hearing the man’s words, froze momentarily.
He thought of how she brought him food, how she always carried candy for him, treating him rather kindly.
She was a good person, but "like" wasn’t the right word for it.
He didn’t have feelings, didn’t understand what liking someone meant.
He simply felt that he didn’t dislike her the way he disliked others. That’s all.
"Young girl, how about you two take another photo? A single picture isn’t enough—one each, as a keepsake."
As Yun Shifei paid and tried to pull Cheng Lie away, the man added another suggestion.
Yun Shifei thought about it and figured the suggestion made sense.
She thought, Cheng Lie had suffered so much from a young age; he probably hadn’t had many photos taken. Why not give him one as a memento?
"Sir, why don’t you take a solo picture of him instead?"
She opted not to join, thinking she’d ruin a perfectly good photograph.
The man lifted his camera and took a solo photo of Cheng Lie.
This time, Cheng Lie obediently stared at the camera, his face void of expression, gazing at the lens like it was an abyss.
Taking the photo, Yun Shifei gazed at Cheng Lie’s poker-faced image in the picture and couldn’t help but chuckle.
She handed the photo to Cheng Lie.
But, unexpectedly, Cheng Lie reached out and snatched the photo she was holding instead.
She froze in surprise.
"I don’t want to see my own face."
What was that supposed to mean?
He took the photo showing just her side profile because he didn’t want to see his own face?
Yun Shifei found it rather baffling.
But she didn’t think much more about it.
She looked down at Cheng Lie’s solo photo still in her hand, sighed, and tucked it into her bag.
To anyone unaware, they’d think she secretly had a crush on Cheng Lie.
Not far away, Yun Sisi witnessed Yun Shifei’s photo session with Cheng Lie, including Cheng Lie taking the photo from Yun Shifei’s hand.
She was a little taken aback.
Hadn’t it been said that Cheng Lie had autism?
Autism, yet he could interact with others?
Yun Sisi didn’t know much about this condition, but every time she saw Cheng Lie, he treated people around him like they were invisible.
He definitely wasn’t behaving like that today.
Though mild autism was certainly plausible.