A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

When her eyes met He Jichen’s, her heart trembled violently.

This very scenario brought back memories from when they were young...

Back then, if anybody made her unhappy, He Jichen acted completely unreasonably and put them in a difficult spot.

The gang and the current Fatty were just the same - they used a patronizing tone of voice to ask her why she was like that. She wouldn’t even bother explaining herself and turned her little face over to He Jichen for support.

Heaven knew just how much he loved her reaction because it made him feel like she needed him.

Fatty watched Ji Yi staring at He Jichen as alarm bells rang in his head. He felt defiant at first, but all his words instantly disappeared from his mouth. He instinctively turned his head to look at He Jichen. ”Chen Ge...”

When He Jichen heard Fatty’s voice, his eyelids fluttered and he drew himself back from the distant thoughts he had while staring at Ji Yi. He acted as though he hadn’t seen Fatty beg for mercy and said ”Go” with a dull voice.

This can’t be? It’s been four years since he’s come across the great demon’s trouble-making; how is the tyrant still so unruly?

Fatty was stunned for two seconds and tried to speak.

This time, he didn’t manage to get any words out, but He Jichen’s brows were beginning to furrow. Fatty felt an aura of infinite severity rushing over at him, so he bolted up from his seat. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat for some reason before they uncontrollably changed to: ”I’ll go, I’ll go.”

As he said this, Fatty rushed for the door to the private room.

He Jichen seemed satisfied with his answer as his furrowed brows started to relax. He stared at Fatty’s hurried back and thought for a moment before saying in a laid-back tone, ”Mhm, remember to buy another round of all the snacks.”

Fatty instantly stopped in his tracks. ”Chen...”

He only managed to get one word out when He Jichen spoke again, ”Ten portions.”

Fatty drew a sharp breath, but before he could make a sound, He Jichen cut in before Fatty could speak. He said: ”A hun-”

Before he could finish saying ”hundred,” Fatty ran out of the private room in fear that He Jichen would really ask him to buy a hundred of each snack. He disappeared instantly.

...

When Fatty returned with various big and small bags, completely out of breath with a head drenched in sweat, Ji Yi was sipping her tea with her head lowered. At the time, He Jichen was holding his wine glass as he stared softly at Ji Yi.

A breeze blew in gently, making the image of the two of them look so quaint.

After lining up for so long, Fatty was completely drenched in sweat. As his heart grew bitter, he put the takeout boxes on the table. He couldn’t help but mutter, ”The bully! Partner in crime! The dictating tyrant and great demon together, truly a tragedy on...”

Fatty didn’t get to say the final word ”humanity” when He Jichen’s gaze swept over him. With an earnest smile on his face, Fatty hurriedly shut his mouth and handed Ji Yi a skewer.

Ji Yi couldn’t help but burst out in laughter. She raised her hand and took it then apologized a few times to Fatty before she said, ”Thank you.”

Fatty knew Ji Yi was sorry for her momentary lapse of judgment just now. He waved his hands and replied to her with a beaming smile as if to say no problem. He picked up the wine glass, added some ice to it and took a few big gulps.

Fatty then grabbed the wine bottle and topped up his own glass. While he was at it, he also topped up He Jichen’s glass. By accident, Fatty looked up to find He Jichen still staring at Ji Yi with a warm and tender look in his eyes.