“How is that possible?” Mu Anxiao said, looking at the two people struggling outside the car window. “I thought Feng Sen was quite fierce in trying to get back.”
“That’s just how Feng Sen likes to break up with women.”
“How so?” Mu Anxiao asked, confused.
“He finds an observer and deliberately highlights himself as a scumbag, making the other person angry and give up on him. That way,” Feng Qishi smiled, “even if he’s a jerk, he’s the kind… I don’t know what kind of jerk he is, but his goal is to make sure that woman has no lingering thoughts. For him, this is a cleaner break.” xxs壹贰
“Weird way of thinking,” Mu Anxiao shook her head.
The woman then got into a taxi and left.
Feng Sen stood by the roadside, spread his hands, turned and walked to the car, opened the door, and sat in the driver’s seat. “Thank you,” he said, fastening his seatbelt.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, who was raising his eyebrows at her, and looked back, asking, “Why are you thanking me?”
“I already wanted to break up with that woman a long time ago. Fortunately, you weren’t looking when you crossed the road, which gave me this idea,” Feng Sen confessed.
“You pulled my arm just now, was that also deliberate for that woman to see?” Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Sen smiled, “You saw through it. But besides this, I actually do have something to ask for your help.”
“Let’s not talk about that for now. Why did you break up with that woman?” Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Sen’s eyes darkened. “Is there a reason for breaking up?”
“Yes,” Mu Anxiao stated firmly.
Feng Sen scratched his head in frustration and said, “Actually, I don’t really like speaking ill of exes.”
“I’m just asking why, it has nothing to do with speaking ill of her,” Mu Anxiao said coldly.
Feng Sen was momentarily speechless. “She was always too overbearing. I couldn’t stand it. For example, my brother was just gone yesterday. A considerate woman would have come to comfort me, say something understanding. But she…” He shook his head. “She asked me to go out with her, saying I wasn’t spending enough time with her. Feng Qishi leaving had already caused me considerable pain. I didn’t sleep at all yesterday, and I couldn’t even cry. Seeing you just now reminded me of the day you made my nose bleed.”
“You want me to hit you?” Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Sen nodded. “Yes. This way, I might be able to cry. Then, I’ll dare to sleep.”
“What does not being able to cry have to do with sleeping or not sleeping?” Mu Anxiao asked, confused.
“If I cry and Feng Qishi sees it, he’ll think I’m thinking of him. But if I can’t cry, I wouldn’t be able to face him even in my dreams,” Feng Sen said, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
“…” Mu Anxiao was speechless.
Feng Qishi looked at the back of Feng Sen’s head and sighed, “Listen to him. Just do it.”
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi with a shocked expression and remained silent.
Feng Qishi smiled, “Beat him. Beat him well.”
Mu Anxiao wiped her nose and was completely speechless.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Anxiao followed Feng Sen to a place dedicated to boxing.
“You want me to hit you here?” Mu Anxiao pointed at the ring.
“Yes.” Feng Sen nodded. “I’ve booked this place. Hit me.” Saying this, he walked to the edge of the ring and climbed onto the platform somewhat unskillfully.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Sen, then at Feng Qishi beside her, and hesitated.
“You still have strength, don’t you?” Feng Qishi pointed at Mu Anxiao’s hands.
Mu Anxiao clenched her hands, which had not lost their strength despite becoming a mortal, took a deep breath, walked to the side of the ring, and held out her hand, saying, “Pull me up.”
“Okay,” Feng Sen agreed, stepping forward to Mu Anxiao’s hand.
Feng Qishi frowned. “You can go up yourself. Why do you need him to pull you? Can’t you see the ladder?”
Mu Anxiao remained silent, took Feng Sen’s hand, and then Feng Sen pulled her up with a strong tug.
Feng Qishi glared at Mu Anxiao, who was letting Feng Sen help her, and turned his face away.
“Am I supposed to hit you randomly?” Mu Anxiao asked after letting go of his hand and stepping back.
“Yes.” Feng Sen nodded. “I haven’t exercised like this in a long time.”
“Do I need any equipment?” Mu Anxiao asked, looking around.
“Let’s just go for it. We’re not professionals,” Feng Sen said, bouncing in place.
Feng Qishi looked at Feng Sen’s clenched fists and then at Mu Anxiao, muttering, “Is that guy going to get serious?”
Mu Anxiao also clenched her fists and said, “Here I come.” With that, she raised her fist and ran towards Feng Sen.
Seeing this, Feng Sen quickly sidestepped, stretched his muscles, and said, “Again.”
Mu Anxiao looked at her missed punch, her eyes widened, and she turned around to ask, “Didn’t you want me to hit you?”
“Since we’re here, shouldn’t we have a spar?”
“Huh?” Mu Anxiao was stunned when Feng Sen suddenly threw a punch, hitting her right cheek.
Mu Anxiao’s body tilted to the left, and she fell to the ground.
Feng Qishi rushed forward and looked at Mu Anxiao, asking, “Are you alright?”
“I’m useless,” Mu Anxiao said, sitting on the ground.
“No, you’re not,” Feng Qishi said excitedly.
Mu Anxiao blinked her eyes slightly and said, “He tricked me. I can’t even tell. I’m so stupid to have believed him.”
Feng Sen looked down at the murmuring Mu Anxiao and said impatiently, “Mu Anxiao, why are you just sitting there? Come on.”
Mu Anxiao shook her head, looked up at Feng Sen, and yelled, “Is it fun to bully me like this?”
Feng Sen was taken aback and crouched down, saying, “I’m not bullying you.”
“Didn’t you say I should hit you? Why did you hit me, you liar?” Mu Anxiao pointed at Feng Sen.
“I didn’t lie to you?” Feng Sen said, feeling wronged.
Mu Anxiao lowered her hand and said, “If you didn’t lie, why did you hit me?”
“I… I couldn’t just stand there and let you hit me, could I? I just wanted to be hit by you in a spar. This way, everyone has dignity, and I can vent my emotions. Did you…?” Feng Sen pursed his lips. “Did you misunderstand something?”
“So that’s how it is,” Mu Anxiao nodded, pushed herself up from the ground, and said, “Alright, come on. This time, I definitely won’t fall.”
Seeing Mu Anxiao’s determined gaze, Feng Sen stood up and said, “Okay, come on.” He took a few steps back.
“He’s very strong. Be careful, Mu the Fool,” Feng Qishi shouted.
Mu Anxiao didn’t even look at Feng Qishi, raising her fists in front of her, ready to attack.
Looking at Mu Anxiao’s posture, Feng Sen smiled and said, “Come on.”
Mu Anxiao’s face was expressionless. Her eyes narrowed, and she suddenly charged forward.
Feng Sen met her.
Then, as Feng Sen threw a punch, Mu Anxiao suddenly dodged. Feng Sen’s eyes widened, and Mu Anxiao grabbed his arm, saying, “Looking for a beating.” With that, she forcefully pushed his arm towards him and, with her other hand, unexpectedly landed a punch.