Chapter 128 Zhang Zhiyin’s Dream 2

Perhaps Fang Zhou didn’t even realize he had limerence.

However, Qin Yun had a double degree from college, so knowing a bit of psychology was natural for her.

Qin Yun’s blunt question and the skeptical expression on her face made it clear she didn’t believe him.

Adding to that, Zhang Zhiyin also joined in, feigning curiosity, “It can’t be just two, right?”

She had heard from Li Siming that Fang Zhou had been quite lucky with women.

Fang Zhou gave a light smile, lying back on the grass without any pressure, “Haven’t you heard the joke? No matter how many girlfriends a guy has had, he’ll always say two.”

“Because having too many makes him seem like a jerk, and too few makes him look inexperienced.”

This answer not only resolved Qin Yun’s tricky question but also avoided any awkwardness—perfect.

Qin Yun and Zhang Zhiyin exchanged a knowing smile, clearly not taking his answer seriously.

They both knew what Fang Zhou’s situation was.

“If you put it that way, continuing to ask would be impolite,” Qin Yun said, raising the corner of her mouth and taking half of the peeled orange Zhang Zhiyin handed her, eating it without another word.

The other half went into Zhang Zhiyin’s mouth, leaving none for Fang Zhou.

He complained, “Why isn’t there any for me?”

After all these years as classmates, what’s the big deal about eating a piece of your orange? Besides, she used to share her fruits with me all the time.

Zhang Zhiyin glanced at him, pointing to another orange, “A considerate gentleman should have peeled it for us long ago. Since when do you just wait with your mouth open?”

Her words always struck right to the point.

Fang Zhou smiled helplessly, teasing, “I know you’re skillful, Ms. Zhang. Fine, I’ll peel one myself.”

Their familiar tone made onlookers feel envious.

Only old friends who’ve known each other for years could be this relaxed.

That’s why betrayal from a close friend takes a long time to recover from—it hits the hardest because you’re unguarded.

In contrast, for those already on guard, causing them harm takes much more effort and might not even break through their defenses.

Qin Yun chewed on the orange, savoring its sweet juice as it flowed down her throat. Watching the gradually setting sun, she suddenly understood something.

Since reuniting on this dating show, Fang Zhou had been tense around her.

Whether awake or hypnotized, deep down, he was always on high alert with her.

Despite his usual cheerful demeanor and only ever saying “Are you crazy?” when she went overboard, Fang Zhou was most wary of her in this show.

Had he not had a compelling reason to join, Qin Yun believed he would’ve left the moment he saw her.

Although they both knew why Fang Zhou avoided her.

Reflecting on their previous solo interactions, Qin Yun realized they always ended poorly.

This wouldn’t do; what if Fang Zhou bolted when the show ended?

Qin Yun thought she needed a new strategy—one that could warm him up slowly while not falling too far behind her rivals.

What this strategy would be, she still had to figure out.

“The sun’s setting!”

With Zhang Zhiyin’s exclamation, the other two turned to watch the sunset.

The cameraman sensibly aimed the camera at the sunset, allowing the livestream viewers to enjoy it too.

The red sun gradually descended behind the mountain peaks, the surrounding clouds tinged with a soft pink, breathtakingly beautiful.

Maybe the afternoon sunset was too stunning, as Zhang Zhiyin dreamt of a red sun that night.

However, the sun in her dream was excessively red, like ‘a bleeding sunset,’ suggesting an ominous sign.

She also dreamt of Fang Zhou sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed up a hill in a park, also watching the sunset.

The person had light brown hair and a graceful figure, their back view alone being captivating.

“How’s today’s sunset? Worth watching?” the woman’s voice was lazy and casual, familiar to Zhang Zhiyin, but she couldn’t recall who it was in the dream.

Fang Zhou’s voice was immediately recognizable.

“I don’t like watching sunsets. No need to bring me here anymore.”

The woman replied earnestly, “That won’t do. You promised to watch it with me, and I promised to do everything to save your sister.”

“How is my sister now???” Fang Zhou asked, his superior face even more charming under the sunset, especially his high nose bridge, resembling a small mountain peak.

The woman lowered her head, her excellent face also outlined by the sunset’s afterglow, yet Zhang Zhiyin still couldn’t recognize her.

She only saw the woman affectionately peck Fang Zhou’s nose like a dragonfly skimming water, then quickly pulling away.

She squatted down, embracing Fang Zhou, her head resting against his face, whispering, “She’s in the hospital, doing well, just waiting for my mentor to return and perform the surgery.”

Zhang Zhiyin found their conversation full of confusion, wanting to go forward and see who the woman was and ask about their discussion.

What had happened to Fang Zhou’s sister, requiring surgery? And why did Fang Zhou need a wheelchair?

But she seemed bound by something, unable to move.

Later, Zhang Zhiyin realized she was merely a tree in the dream.

Fang Zhou leaned back against her, not avoiding or dodging, just urging the woman.

“Let’s go back. I’m feeling a bit cold.”

The woman chuckled softly, kissing Fang Zhou’s face again before slowly replying.

“Alright, we’ll come back tomorrow.”

Fang Zhou asked, “Are you always this free? Doesn’t the hospital or school give you tasks?”

The curly-haired woman, pushing Fang Zhou back, laughed, “I’m not that free, but I’m willing to make time for you.”

“So, don’t you understand my feelings yet? Don’t be so cold to me, okay?”

Her voice softened in the end.

Zhang Zhiyin tried hard to open her eyes, wanting to see who she was.

But the first thing she saw was Fang Zhou’s indifferent, cold eyes in the dream, like a plain covered in countless hardships and storms, lifeless, with only a flickering candle.

Zhang Zhiyin woke up, startled.

She had never seen Fang Zhou with such an expression, except in a long-forgotten dream.

The dream where Fang Zhou died tragically.