Chapter 57: Transferring 200 to the Object of One's Affection

Chapter 57: Transferring 200 to Your Favorite Crush

Just like before.

Brother Cheng used the word "back."

People with heavy thoughts like to repeatedly study the keywords in other people's words. Take Baili for example. Seeing the word "back," she only felt her heart suddenly warm up.

She replied with a [Yes!]

Cheng immediately organized a trip to take Baili out to play.

Baili didn't know whether she should refuse, but after thinking about it, she agreed.

In the evening, Fang Ye sent her a message.

[Are you really coming out to play?]

Thinking that she had already promised Brother Cheng, Baili replied with a [Mn!]

Fang Ye didn't say much, only sending her a location pin and specifically telling her to take a taxi.

This time, it wasn't the tavern over by the old town district.

It was a lounge bar in the east of the city.

To avoid running into strange people at night, Baili obediently took a taxi there.

A lounge bar was quite different from a tavern.

There were mostly booth seats, with each drinking table surrounded by a partition, giving a strong sense of privacy.

The lighting was also darker than the tavern's, and the music was played through high-end speakers, covering all sorts of genres, making the listening experience wonderful.

Baili was wearing a little white dress—the only change of clothes she had in her schoolbag—and only upon arriving at this place did she feel somewhat out of place.

Feeling awkward for a moment, guided by the waiter, Baili walked in.

As soon as she felt the indoor air conditioning, she saw someone in the innermost booth raise a hand. Cheng was holding a wine glass and smiling warmly, "Little sister, over here."

Baili gave a soft acknowledgment, and as her steps moved forward, her gaze involuntarily drifted toward another person.

Fang Ye was sitting in the deepest part of the booth, wearing oversized grey clothing and black cargo pants, the stud earrings in his ears replaced by dangling ones.

The beat of the music caused her eardrums to vibrate, and a beam of light bloomed beside him.

Hearing Cheng's shout, he instinctively paused for a second, then reached out and tapped the person next to him, who immediately and sensibly made space.

"..."

Baili withdrew her gaze and understandingly sat down beside him.

She could catch a faint, woody fragrance lingering in the air around him. It wasn't the refreshing mint scent of the past, but carried the sacred feeling of temple incense.

Fang Ye glanced at her restless, uneasy hands, leaned down, and whispered close to her ear.

"What do you want to drink? There's no pear juice here."

Baili blinked, "Anything is fine."

Fang Ye reached out, picked up a clean glass, poured her a cup of coconut milk, and then said, "Drink this. If you're not used to it, I'll take you home later."

Baili had certainly never been to a place like this.

Yet she had long since heard about them from the classmates in the back row of the classroom, and had always been curious.

However, since Fang Ye said he would take her home, she didn't refuse, only nodding obediently.

Under the dim lighting.

Seeing the coconut milk in front of Baili, Cheng playfully joked, "Brother Ye, the kid is all grown up, she's even graduated from high school, and she still can't drink alcohol?"

Fang Ye smiled indifferently, "How much do you want to drink? I'll keep you company."

Cheng immediately lost his nerve, "No, no, no, another time for sure!"

Everyone present let out a burst of laughter.

Baili curiously looked at everything around her. In fact, she had seen the people at this same table before—they were the ones who had helped teach those hoodlums a lesson last time.

Several of them had brought their girlfriends, leaning intimately against each other. Daring not to look too much, Baili just kept holding her coconut milk and sipping it.

Coming to a place like this always required playing games.

Cheng proposed several games, but Baili, a well-behaved honor student, didn't know a single one, so he simply asked the waiter for a set of board game cards.

When Baili saw them, she was quite familiar with it; she had played it once at He Suisui's house: Truth or Dare.

Seeing that she knew how to play, Brother Cheng smiled.

Pointing at the coconut milk in front of Baili, he said, "Little sister, if you can't drink alcohol, just drink coconut milk when you lose! Our main purpose today is to have fun! You've worked hard on the exams."

"Okay."

Baili was also made a bit nervous by these words. Although she didn't quite know what counted as losing, perhaps she had been stimulated for too long by the fiercely competitive education of First High School, because even when playing a game, she put on her most serious attitude.

Fang Ye quietly watched her from the side. Seeing that the young girl finally had a happy expression on her face, a faint smile also hung at the corners of his lips.

Skipping the naive high school oath-swearing ritual, they rolled the dice, and Cheng was the first person to draw a card.

He chose a Dare.

He flipped over a card, and right at the start, the penalty was to drink five cups of wine as self-punishment and transfer 200 yuan to his favorite crush of the opposite sex.

Cheng couldn't be considered a handsome guy, but he had delicate features. At the moment, his expression was quite aggrieved; while grumbling about his bad luck, he heroically swallowed the alcohol down.

Finally, he showed his payment screenshot around the table.

As it turned out, the second person was him again.

Unwilling to give up, he drew another Dare.

It read:
[Ask for a refund of the money from the most recent transfer you made.]

"Damn..." Cheng threw the card onto the table.

The scene instantly fell quiet.

No one knew who started laughing first, but for a moment the atmosphere became a bit uncontrollable, and even Baili covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled secretly.

Too miserable.
Truly too miserable.

After three or four people had drawn, Baili realized something was wrong.

Why didn't these cards look like the ones He Suisui bought at the school gate? The ones printed here were all full of... very spicy content.

For instance, right at that moment, a girl drew a dare to kiss the person next to her for ten minutes.

Fortunately, she had come with her boyfriend, so completing the task wasn't too embarrassing.

Baili hadn't dared to look properly, but just hearing the content stunned her.

Wait!

Baili suddenly pulled her hands back. If that was the case, what if she drew a card like that??

Did she have to kiss someone for ten minutes?
The person next to her...

Thinking of this possibility, she stood frozen in place, at a loss. After a long while, she reached out to tug at Fang Ye's sleeve, "Brother, what should I do?"

Fang Ye's hand was holding a wide-rimmed glass filled with brown liquor, which swayed gently as he tilted his head.

Whether it was Baili's imagination or not, he intentionally or unintentionally blocked her view of the kissing couple.

Since the distance was too close, they didn't need to shout across to each other.

Baili easily heard his slightly low, gentle voice, "What's wrong?"

Baili pointed at the cards in the middle of the table, her face flushing red, "What if... what if I draw a bad card?"

Fang Ye lifted his eyelids to glance at the passionate kissing scene across the table, instantly understanding what she meant. His gaze lingered in the warm-toned lighting, and his voice carried a smile, "It's fine. Just refuse."

Baili nodded, half-understanding.

The group rolled the dice once more. Because the cards were too wild, Baili was still silently chanting in her heart, "Not the lowest, not the lowest."

When it was opened, the number she rolled was a six.

She instantly let out a sigh of relief. She was safe.

However, the people around her all burst into teasing cheers.

Baili turned her head sideways. In Fang Ye's dice cup, there was a single tiny red dot.

A one...

Cheng was undoubtedly the happiest person in the whole room, dancing with excitement as he picked up a card and handed it to Fang Ye for him to draw.

Fang Ye drew a Truth card.

[Describe the first girl you ever had a crush on.]