Read Novel Full Chapter 1362: How Am I Anything Like a Pig?
Chapter 1362: Chapter 1362: How Am I Anything Like a Pig?
“When did you realize I was God?” An Bai countered instead of answering.
“Yesterday.”
Meng Shuqing felt a bit embarrassed, and she quickly explained: “I didn’t mean to peek at your phone. After I hung up your assistant’s call yesterday, maybe I accidentally pressed the phone and went directly to the game interface, and then I saw it.”
“Now it’s your turn. When did you find out?” Meng Shuqing’s insistence on this question was unusual.
An Bai was silent for a moment, then said, “I knew from the beginning.”
Meng Shuqing showed a look of ‘as expected.’ Even though she had suspected it deep down for a while, truly hearing An Bai’s words still made her heart tremble.
She tried to recall how she first met God.
It seemed to be because An Bai went abroad and was out of touch for a long time. Meng Shuqing was young and threw a little tantrum, feeling unhappy for days without contacting An Bai.
Though it was quite a while ago, she clearly remembered the process of meeting God because she was unhappy at heart, and seeing God’s name led her to bicker with him.
“Then how is your gameplay? Sometimes you’re incredibly skilled, and sometimes it’s a bit lacking?” Jian Xing couldn’t help but directly suggest whether An Bai let them win.
“It’s normal. Everyone has good performances and occasional misses.” An Bai responded openly.
This excuse, no matter who it came from, was irrefutable.
In the following moments, Jian Xing asked a lot about God for Meng Shuqing and even asked An Bai why he kept it a secret from her.
An Bai’s gaze fell on Meng Shuqing’s face. Although Jian Xing asked, it was definitely what Meng Shuqing wanted to know. He considered his words in his heart and said, “Initially, I wanted to make Chenchen happy after we had some unpleasantness. Later, I couldn’t find the words.”
This matter, An Bai indeed spoke the truth. He wanted to make Meng Shuqing happy from the very beginning.
Meng Shuqing didn’t answer his calls, but she enjoyed playing games.
He played with a small account, intending to accompany Meng Shuqing in the game, thinking that if she enjoyed herself in the game, she’d be happy.
But as time went on, An Bai didn’t know how to respond.
“No wonder you constantly asked me out.” Meng Shuqing muttered, and she began to enjoy the delicious food.
Meng Shuqing originally wanted to have a drink, but unfortunately, An Bai wouldn’t let them order alcohol, stating that Meng Shuqing’s cold had just recovered and she shouldn’t drink.
Meng Shuqing looked regretful; she wanted to taste the cocktails, which were rumored to be quite nice here.
After filling themselves with food and drink, Jian Xing found an excuse and left early, having played the third wheel all night and didn’t intend to continue.
“Shall we take a walk?” An Bai accompanied Meng Shuqing out of the restaurant; the breeze outside was cool yet not cold.
Today, Meng Shuqing wore a light blue coat and long pants, not afraid of catching a chill.
“Sure.”
After eating too much, a walk was just the thing.
She looked up, seeing the moon like a silver plate hanging in the sky, and said, “The full moon is beautiful.”
“Very beautiful.”
An Bai glanced sideways, the yellow streetlights casting a veil-like glow on Meng Shuqing’s face.
His words seemed to speak of the moon’s beauty, or perhaps the person’s beauty.
In the lively streets, couples held hands, vendors hawked their wares, and the scenery was entirely different from daytime. Though the lights weren’t bright, they lent a bustling and vibrant feel.
“Watch out.”
An Bai protected Meng Shuqing from colliding with the crowd, reaching out his hand to guard her.
More and more people gathered, and An Bai held her hand tightly, fearing they might be separated by the crowd.
Fortunately, there were many people in suits here, so An Bai didn’t stand out too much. However, their appearances were striking and attracted many gazes.
Meng Shuqing looked around, even if she didn’t buy anything. Enjoying the lively crowd’s atmosphere made her feel happy just watching.
“Xiao Bai, look at this; doesn’t it look like you?” Meng Shuqing suddenly spotted a pig mask at the mask stall, which looked particularly cute.
Looking at the pig with squinty eyes, An Bai said with disdain, “How am I like a pig?”
“Pigs are lively, cute, charmingly clumsy, chubby, and quite endearing!”
Meng Shuqing liked pigs. She had lots of pig plushies at home and put the pig mask on An Bai’s face.
Though An Bai disliked it, he didn’t refuse and unexpectedly put a pink pig mask on Meng Shuqing from the stall.
Meng Shuqing: “…”
The two wore the masks for a while and found themselves incredibly silly. Luckily, the mask stall was quite popular, and many people wore masks.
“I think we look like fools.”
“It’s okay. I still like fools.” An Bai looked at Meng Shuqing with the pink pig mask. Her big, lively eyes caught his attention, even under the mask.
Meng Shuqing’s cheeks reddened, thankfully hidden under the mask. Nearby, food stalls wafted scents, arousing her appetite.
“Boss.”
An Bai ordered all of Meng Shuqing’s favorites. Holding the mask, he admired it and said, “Looking at it more, it isn’t ugly.”
“It was never ugly.”
Meng Shuqing happily held forward her pink pig mask. The blue pig with the pink pig looked like a pair.
She quickly glanced at him, soon drawn by the enticing aroma of barbecue.
The barbecue stall appeared very clean and was quite busy with patrons.
As the barbecue was served, Meng Shuqing’s taste buds were excited.
“Eat slowly.”
An Bai watched her eat; despite her refined manners, he couldn’t help but remind her.
An Bai wore disposable gloves, shelling shrimp with graceful and noticeable movements in the crowd.
“You never help me shell shrimp. Look at that girl’s boyfriend next door; he’s so thoughtful!”
The girl from the neighboring table reproached the boy, who seemed to be competing with her to see who ate more.
Meng Shuqing paused momentarily without realizing it at first. As their gazes occasionally turned her way, her smile deepened. She accepted the shrimp An Bai had shelled and asked, “Aren’t you going to eat?”
“I won’t fight over it with you. I’ll eat this.” An Bai pointed at the clams.
Meng Shuqing loved shrimp, seafood, all kinds of it, but shelling shrimp was indeed laborious. Now that someone shelled them, Meng Shuqing was naturally more relaxed.
As for the envious looks from others?
Meng Shuqing didn’t mind; no matter where she went, those envious looks were all too familiar.