Lin Li started heading back the way he had come.
What had originally been a chasing problem had now become an encounter problem. Put it in an elementary school olympiad textbook, and it would become another torturous little question.
Construction teams A and B, pool managers, chicken-and-rabbit farmers—every part of the elementary school olympiad curriculum that people who had attended those classes had no choice but to savor.
Lin Li had cursed them plenty as a child.
Especially that Sword Tomb Pool Manager who let water out while water flowed in.
Thinking of that, Lin Li began speeding up and slowing down for no apparent reason. He imagined someone observing him while working out a problem, now wearing a headache-inducing expression. He enjoyed it endlessly.
From afar, he saw the three girls walking arm in arm along the pedestrian side beside the road's fence.
"Fun fact: if everyone in the world could hold hands around the equator, a lot of people would fall into the sea and drown. So damn holding hands is really dangerous." After seeing them wave at him, Lin Li waved back with one hand and greeted them with a smile.
The three girls chose to ignore him.
"Ding Sihan, could you move out a little? You're standing in a spot that's hard for me to hit." Lin Li scratched his head and could only speak his mind directly.
"Get lost."
"Lin Li, your hair's flying up."
Once Lin Li got closer, Chen Yuying pointed at his hair and said with a laugh.
"This is a newly customized hairstyle that cost me 2,800. Isn't it handsome? Isn't it stylish?" Lin Li stopped the scooter and smoothed his hair back with both palms from the sides of his head.
Then he heard laughter.
"Your laughter is really hurtful."