93 A Strange Atmosphere (1/2)

A young girl driving a pickup truck looked strange no matter what.

There was a strong smell of gasoline inside the car, but gradually, the smell disappeared, leaving only a faint scent of osmanthus around Roland.

This made Roland's passenger experience extraordinarily comfortable.

The pickup truck was driving quite slowly. Roland looked at Night Tide Sands and discovered that she seemed somewhat nervous.

Was it because she didn't usually drive?

This was understandable.

A female driver who hadn't been on the road much, it was no wonder she was nervous. Wait… I'm in danger now.

Now it was Roland's turn to be nervous. He looked at Night Tide Sands and saw that her face, which was as white as jade, was slightly red.

Was this because she was too nervous?

Roland instinctively looked at his own body—the seat belt was fastened—and then he unobtrusively grabbed the safety handle on the right.

Fortunately, things didn't go as he had feared. Night Tide Sands drove the pickup a little slowly but steadily.

Neither of them spoke. Half an hour later, the truck stopped in front of a shop.

Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief when he jumped out and planted his feet on the ground.

This was a sporting goods store with a retro name, Red Star Sporting Goods.

An old man smoking a water pipe sat in a rocking chair in front of the shop—he was on cloud nine.

Upon hearing the noise, the old man with grizzled hair looked up and squinted as he saw Night Tide Sands and Roland jump out of the pickup truck.

”Senior Uncle Yu, here I come again to buy some rope and thick bamboo sheets.” Night Tide Sands walked up to the old man, her tone quite different from usual, seeming considerably gentle.

The old man put down the yellowing water pipe in his hands. He sized up Night Tide Sands for a moment and cracked a smile. ”It's the first time I've seen you wear a skirt. It looks quite nice.”

Then, his gaze shifted to Roland. ”Is this your boyfriend?”

Night Tide Sands' ears turned slightly red, but she said in quite a calm manner, ”No, he's just our newly recruited student. He's here to help me carry some things.”

This old man called Senior Uncle Yu stood up, his sallow, wrinkled face appearing quite happy as he smiled. ”This is also the first time you've had a man help you with work. This is how it should be. Girls should treat themselves better. Don't be too stubborn and try to do everything on your own.”

”No, my brother often helps.” Night Tide Sands glanced at Roland, and seeing that he didn't have much of a reaction, she felt a little relieved. She then went on to tell the old man, ”Well, Senior Uncle Yu, save the small talk. I still have something urgent to attend to later—first, give me the things I asked for.”

When the three of them were about to enter the store, the sharp, clear sound of something breaking came from not too far behind them. A small white car parked in front of the shop and then a proud and formidable woman got out of the car.

When Roland saw this person, he was surprised for a moment.

He recognized this woman, Club President Jin of the boxing club.

His eyes narrowed slightly; he also felt somewhat awkward at the same time.

After Jin Wenwen got out of the car, she saw Roland right away. Her eyes looked slightly surprised, then she smiled.

Find nothing searching high and low, yet stumbling across what you're looking for.

Some time ago, Jin Wenwen had been searching for Roland constantly, but she found no leads. She never imagined bumping into him at this place.

Night Tide Sands also saw Jin Wenwen, and her expression was instantly somewhat displeased.

Roland saw this out of the corner of his eyes. He found it somewhat strange.