Chapter 203: Just Like Looking in a Mirror, Exactly the Same

After hearing Jiang Muye's teasing, Leng Ruoli's skin turned red to the extreme.

"Alright, go take a shower and get to bed early," Leng Ruoli gripped her phone tightly, her voice sweet.

"Okay." Jiang Muye lowered his eyes, secretly smiling. You too.

Leng Ruoli nodded lightly. Just as she was about to hang up, Jiang Muye's voice rang out: "Give me a kiss before you hang up."

"Huh?"

"Then I'll kiss you. Mwah. Make sure to miss me."

"Yeah…" Leng Ruoli covered her face in shame, her red lips involuntarily curving into a happy arc.

"Your kiss is saved for tomorrow. I'll come claim it in person," Jiang Muye said, full of laughter.

"Huh?"

"What do you mean 'huh'? Anyway, I'm coming to claim it tomorrow. The more you say 'huh,' the more kisses I'll take." God knew how nice Leng Ruoli's single "huh" had just sounded—so sweet, so numbingly so.

It practically gave Jiang Muye a mental image.

Especially since he had shared a bed with Leng Ruoli, had brushed over skin white as snow, had left marks—how could he possibly retreat unscathed? It wasn't as if all his thoughts weren't following her every move, growing excited and swelling.

After teasing Leng Ruoli, Jiang Muye went to take a shower.

Just as he was thinking about how many kisses he'd demand tomorrow, he never imagined something would happen that was entirely beyond his expectations.

The next day, abundant sunlight blanketed all of West City University.

All things awoke, and the students began to stir.

After Leng Ruoli entered the classroom, she found a strawberry cake in her desk.

【Rainy days are for missing someone, while sunny days are for meeting. Rather than guessing back and forth, I'll just walk up to you. After class ends today, I'll be waiting for you at the back door of the teaching building—mr. Yu】

Leng Ruoli's whole body trembled.

The card that had disappeared before had appeared again.

This mr. Yu was actually proposing to meet her.

Who on earth was he?

Just this one card left Leng Ruoli absent-minded, and she didn't take in a single word of the class.

Soon the dismissal bell rang.

Leng Ruoli quickly stood up and headed for the door.

According to their agreement, the other party would be waiting for her at the back door of the teaching building.

Leng Ruoli immediately arrived at the back door of the teaching building.

However, when she got there, she saw all sorts of students outside, and it was like searching for a needle in a haystack—she had no idea which one was mr. Yu.

This left Leng Ruoli somewhat bewildered.

Was it one of these students, or had he not arrived at all?

"Beep beep beep." A loud car horn sounded.

Leng Ruoli froze, and then she saw a white Ferrari sports car drive over and begin to slow to a stop in front of her.

Leng Ruoli's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she immediately saw a tall, slender figure step out of the car.

He had delicate features, and his cold white skin was striking at a glance. He wore a white sweater beneath a black coat, his posture straight, a faint smile on his face, his eyes slightly curved.

"Muye… Muye?" Leng Ruoli was somewhat surprised.

Why was he here?

In front of her, he opened the trunk, and a trunk full of roses was very conspicuous. Then his gaze turned to Leng Ruoli.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he strode toward Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli noticed his fair, gentle hand take a love letter from his pocket and hand it to her.

Just as Leng Ruoli instinctively reached out to take it, a figure lunged up from behind like a savage beast and violently shoved the boy aside, snatching the love letter without another word.

Swish swish swish— The love letter was torn to shreds.

Looking at the violent figure that had suddenly appeared before her, Leng Ruoli was greatly shocked when she saw his face.

"Why are there… two Muyes?"

Standing before her were two identical boys.

It was like looking in a mirror—completely the same.

Apart from their clothes being different—one wearing a white sweater, the other a black hoodie—there was no difference at all.

No, their styles were different too.

One was wild and cold, the other gentle and refined.

"I'm Muye." The sweater boy gazed at Leng Ruoli tenderly.

"Fuck, I'm the one! Quit impersonating me!" the hoodie boy who had lunged up roared furiously.

Leng Ruoli looked left and right, able to feel both burning gazes fixed intensely on her. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

She looked at the hoodie boy on the right and said with unwavering certainty, "You're Muye."

The hoodie boy was slightly taken aback, then his anger faded slightly, and a warm light filled the depths of his eyes.

Just as Leng Ruoli was about to walk toward the hoodie boy, the sweater boy's voice sounded from behind her: "Are you sure you haven't guessed wrong?"

"I'm sure." Leng Ruoli walked up to the hoodie boy, laced her fingers with his, and looked at the sweater boy. "You look identical to Muye, but you and Muye are two completely different people."

Jiang Muye's aura, scent, style, and the feeling he gave her were all things no outsider could replace.

Even though the boy before her looked identical to Jiang Muye, even his voice the same, she could still tell the difference.

After hearing Leng Ruoli's words, Jiang Muye's eyes glimmered with excitement. He lifted Leng Ruoli's hand and kissed the back of it. "You guessed right."

A faint smile appeared on Leng Ruoli's little face, but when she saw the face identical to Jiang Muye's before her, she was still confused. "Why do you two look the same? Are you twin brothers?"

"No." Jiang Muye's thin lips curled in displeasure. "I'm wondering too—where did this guy come from, looking just like me, and casually impersonating me to hit on my girlfriend!"

When he had seen that the other party looked just like him, he too had been astonished.

But when he saw the other party holding roses and trying to be attentive, about to hand over a love letter, he'd flown into a rage.

Where did this bastard come from, taking advantage of the situation?

But he never imagined that when he came up to stop him, the other party would actually start impersonating him.

Jiang Muye examined the other party up and down. This kid really did look identical to him—practically a perfect copy.

If he didn't know that his parents hadn't fooled around outside, he would have suspected that the other party really was his twin brother, born of the same parents.

Otherwise, how could they look so identical? Unbelievable.

"Heh." The other party chuckled softly and said, "It's also my first time seeing someone in this world who looks so similar to me. I don't know if people who look alike share the same hobbies, but just like you, I also like the same person."

As he said this, the other party's gaze turned to Leng Ruoli.

He reached his hand out toward Leng Ruoli and said, "Hello, my name is Yu Xi, the new transfer student. You can also call me mr. Yu."

That single sentence drained all the color from Leng Ruoli's little face.

So this mr. Yu hiding in the shadows was Yu Xi!

He was actually a boy who looked identical to her boyfriend!