Chapter 70: Can I Continue Eating? (2)

Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit

“Shi Yao, I… I like you. Will you… Will you be my girlfriend?”

Right after Han Jing spoke those words— pah! —they heard a loud bang coming from the table in front of them. It sounded like someone had slammed his chopsticks on the table.

Han Jing automatically turned to look at the source of the noise, but due to the cover of green leaves, he couldn’t see anything at all.

With his mind completely taken up by Shi Yao, he didn’t pay much attention to the noise. He quickly turned his gaze back to Shi Yao once more.

Maybe it was out of shock from his abrupt confession, but the girl in front of him suddenly stopped eating and stared at him with widened eyes.

This pair of large eyes, so expressive that they seemed to talk to you, were exactly what had stolen his heart and soul back then. With her staring at him like that at this moment, his heart couldn’t help beating faster. All of the words he had prepared in advance had vanished from his mind,

But he had already mustered his courage to confess, he couldn’t give up just like that…

Han Jing tried his best to calm himself down before continuing, “Shi Yao, I’m serious. From the first time I met you last year, I—”

Halfway through Han Jing’s words, he was interrupted by a series of screeching sounds coming from a chair rubbing against the floor.

Distracted, Han Jing shot a glance towards the source of the sound. Again, it came from the table in front of them.

He frowned, and when the screeching sounds finally stopped, he turned to Shi Yao once more to finish his sentence, “…already liked—”

But before he could say ‘you’, a song suddenly started playing—” Happy Breakup, I wish you happiness… 1 ”

Just like before, it was still coming from the table in front of him.

“…” Han Jing was choked silent for a long while. When the lyrics of that continuously repeating song finally came to a halt, only then did he move his lips again.

But this time, before he could say a word, the table in front had already played another son—” Breakups should be seemly, let’s not apologize to one another… 2”

The heck, was he cursed? All he wanted to do was give a proper confession, but why did the people in front have so many tricks up their sleeves?

It was one thing to play songs in the middle of his confession, but why did they have to be such depressing ones at that?

Han Jing took a deep breath and inwardly kept telling himself not to be affected by his surroundings.

Just as he finally calmed down his emotions and was preparing to speak once more, Shi Yao put down the chopsticks in her hands and said earnestly, “Senior Han, I’m sorry. I’ve only ever thought of you as a senior.”

” Xi Shuashua, Xi Shuashua, Xi Shuashua, Xi Shuashua… 3”

The table in front was just playing Dignity a moment ago, but all of a sudden, the tune had turned incomparably happy.

Shi Yao couldn’t help taking a glance behind her before turning back to face Han Jing with an apologetic expression. “So, Senior Han, I really can’t accept your confession.”

Han Jing lowered his face in sorrow. A very long while later, he lifted his head and squeezed out a smile for Shi Yao. “It’s alright, Shi Yao.”

Right after he said those words, the table in front changed the song once again.

” The chilling night turns into a river carrying my longing for you, becoming the spring soil that cherishes me— 4”

Amidst the song, Shi Yao found that she had no words to respond to Han Jing, so she decided to remain silent.

After a long while, Shi Yao raised her head to look at Han Jing.

He was gazing out of the window with a normal expression on his face.

But they couldn’t just continue sitting here like that, could they? She had already rejected his confession, so shouldn’t she…

Shi Yao took a look at the table of barely eaten dishes and struggled internally for a long moment before speaking up, “Well, Senior Han. Can I… continue eating?”