As Long As You Spin Fast Enough, Time Can't Catch Up to You

Liu Chang'an sent a message to Zhou Shuling, then took Zhou Dongdong out for a free meal.

The journey isn't far, so of course we'll walk.

Zhou Dongdong imitated Liu Chang'an, walking slowly for a while, then running quickly. She then spread her arms and spun around like a top, but naturally, she didn't spin forward as fast as she had imagined. After stumbling for a distance, she fell to the ground against the wall.

Liu Chang'an walked past Zhou Dongdong, who was rolling on her back with her hands in her pockets.

Zhou Dongdong got up and caught up with Liu Chang'an again. Once they left the residential area, he became much more well-behaved, tugging at Liu Chang'an's pocket and looking around.

"Kids are so annoying, always fantasizing about being a little airplane, a People's Liberation Army soldier, or a spinning top hero or something." Liu Chang'an twisted his neck and squinted at the distant sun.

"It's the Lightspeed Spinning-Top Hero!" Zhou Dongdong loudly corrected Liu Chang'an's mistake.

"Did you know that if you spin fast enough, you can surpass the Earth's rotation speed? What takes others one day, you can take two. If you spin even faster, even ten days, you can grow up ten times faster than other kids." Liu Chang'an explained to Zhou Dongdong what "Lightspeed Spinning-Top Hero" meant.

Zhou Dongdong couldn't understand anything else, but she understood things at a rate ten times faster than other children. She was a little incredulous because her older brother Chang'an often tried to get her beaten by her mother.

Besides, Zhou Dongdong wasn't as amazing as "Lightspeed Spinning-Top Hero"; she fell down after spinning for only a short while. That just goes to show how incredible "Lightspeed Spinning-Top Hero" is.

Keep turning, take your time, and one day you'll be able to do it.

"Don't want."

"I trust you."

I don't believe you.

You've hurt me so much.

"Then cry for me, and I'll believe you."

"I could slap you so hard you'd cry."

"I didn't do anything wrong..."

As Liu Chang'an and Zhou Dongdong were talking, they arrived at Baolong Center and saw Bai Hui, Miao Yingying, and Lin Xinhuai.

Bai Hui stood a little to the side, while Miao Yingying and Lin Xinhuai faced each other.

Miao Yingying stared expressionlessly at the ice rink on the ground floor next to her. Lin Xinhuai held a shoebox in his hand, probably containing a pair of trendy shoes. He seemed to have racked his brains but was helpless.

Are you checking your scores too?

Zhou Dongdong hopped between Miao Yingying and Lin Xinhuai, and Liu Chang'an had no choice but to walk on this side as well, showing concern as a classmate and asking.

Bai Hui rolled her eyes at Liu Chang'an. Was this supposed to be a joint effort to check scores? However, the sudden encounter with Liu Chang'an made Bai Hui feel a strong resistance to any pleasant emotions, but she found herself somewhat happy, which made her a little unhappy again.

"Haha... How did you do on the exam? You're definitely fine. I know Gao Dewei is second in the province." Lin Xinhuai said somewhat dejectedly. His score was a little lower than he should have gotten, after all, he had spent a lot of time playing games before the college entrance exam. But he had already made his choice and didn't regret it.

"It's alright." Liu Chang'an didn't ask about other people's scores. Firstly, he didn't care much, and secondly, his scores were definitely higher than theirs, so as not to give the impression that he was showing off.

"After hearing Zhang Taole's report on your results, I'm truly impressed," Miao Yingying said, turning around with envy. "I wonder how your ranking score compares to your college entrance exam score?"

Lin Xinhuai looked ashamed, sighed, and handed over the shoebox in her hand. "I remember you used to really like these shoes, so I bought them for you this month after I got my salary."

Miao Yingying reached out and took it, but just as Lin Xinhuai with some unexpected anticipation, Miao Yingying casually tossed the shoebox away.

The shoebox flew everywhere; the box, the shoe, the padding paper—all scattered in all directions. Lin Xinhuai stared blankly as she watched.

"We've broken up. Please don't contact me again," Miao Yingying said firmly.

Once a woman's heart changes and she wants to break up, not even ten oxen could pull her back. Women are passionate, yet also heartless. Liu Chang'an wanted to compose a poem to suit the occasion, but it was just a thought.

Lin Xinhuai walked over, bent down to pick up the shoes, straightened them, and then jogged away with his head down.

"That older brother cried." Zhou Dongdong noticed.

Miao Yingying was somewhat surprised, but turned her head away.

"Why do this?" Bai Hui advised Miao Yingying with some reluctance, "If you do this, we won't be able to be friends anymore."

"There's no way to be friends after a breakup," Miao Yingying said through gritted teeth. "It's better to end it quickly than to drag it out. I just want him to understand that there's no future for us, and I don't want him to misunderstand."

"For men, their first love has a significant impact. Some might be 'scumbags' from the start, while others, after experiencing this, lose faith in love altogether, feeling that it's better to hurt others than to be hurt themselves. They start casually and end casually, without considering the impact on others," Liu Chang'an calmly summarized. "Teenage romances, even if not as bad as some non-mainstream literature portrays them, are neither as beautiful as pure love stories depict."

"You mean Lin Xinhuai will become a scumbag in the future, and it will all be my fault?" Miao Yingying said indignantly.

"You answered the reading comprehension question correctly." Liu Chang'an nodded. "There are no right or wrong choices, but responsibility must always be shared among different people."

"He didn't have to become a scumbag. He was hurt by others, so he had to hurt others. That was his own choice. Why blame Yingying?" Bai Hui simply wanted to argue with Liu Chang'an.

"You're right." Liu Chang'an nodded.

Bai Hui opened her mouth, thinking that talking to Liu Chang'an was really boring!

"You and An Nuan are just young lovers, what do you mean by saying that?" Miao Yingying seized on Liu Chang'an's words as if they were a weakness. "Hehe, it's not that beautiful?"

Liu Chang'an looked at Miao Yingying with great incomprehension. "When we discuss issues, we usually consider the general situation. Look at your appearance, figure, and overall qualities; they all fall into the general category, so you naturally fit the general situation. But An Nuan is different. She belongs to a very small minority. Her appearance, figure, and overall qualities are all extremely beautiful, belonging to that very small group."

Miao Yingying's eyes widened as if she had seen Gao Dewei. No wonder Gao Dewei's good friend was Liu Chang'an.

"Is being good-looking the same as being in love?" Bai Hui was naturally unconvinced. Although her grades and height were not as good as An Nuan's, she was also very good-looking, and she and An Nuan each had their own strengths in terms of figure.

"Why are you all being so unreasonable? I talk about the group, you talk about the individual; I talk about the individual, you talk about the group." Liu Chang'an waved his hand. "What I mean is, it's like wild pufferfish—it's delicious, but if it's not prepared properly, it might be poisonous. But it's definitely delicious, and whether it's poisonous or not doesn't negate its deliciousness. An Nuan is beautiful, so regardless of whether this love itself is beautiful or not, with her there, it's definitely beautiful."

Miao Yingying and Bai Hui exchanged a glance.

"Goodbye." It's one thing for you guys to do well on your college entrance exams, but to go and show off your relationship by putting others down in front of people who have just broken up or are single? That's too much, unacceptable.

Miao Yingying and Bai Hui left without even saying goodbye to Liu Chang'an.

I should be able to finish the work before 2 AM, right? Like today, if I volunteered to work overtime tomorrow, what manager would say, "You have to finish your overtime tasks before midnight, otherwise it doesn't count as overtime"? That doesn't make sense, does it?