Chapter 165: My First Kiss Is Gone (Second Update)

As Jiang Muwen finished asking, the air fell into a deep silence. The boy standing before her did not speak; he lowered his gaze, quietly looking at Jiang Muwen. His pale, sharp fangs were exposed to the air, and that condescending aura made him look like an absolute king.

Seeing that the boy remained silent, Jiang Muwen cautiously spoke again, "Do we know each other?"

When she finished, still no response met her ears except for the autumn wind blowing against them. The November breeze already carried a hint of chill, causing Jiang Muwen to shiver involuntarily.

Intuition told Jiang Muwen that the boy standing before her was Wen Yichen. Yet, the boy simply stood there in total silence. Before she could confirm his identity, Jiang Muwen felt as though her patience had completely run out. Since this boy refused to speak, she had no desire to waste any more time with him here. What if this guy wasn't Wen Yichen after all? Wouldn't that make things dangerous?

With that thought, Jiang Muwen shifted to the left, preparing to walk around him.

Little did she know, the boy standing right in front of her was indeed Wen Yichen.

Seeing her move to bypass him and walk forward, the boy instinctively took a step to the side, blocking her path squarely once again.

"..." Jiang Muwen raised her eyes to look at Wen Yichen, her brows knitting together in a frown before she shifted to the right.

The next second, Wen Yichen precisely blocked her way once more.

Watching the young girl grow flustered because of him, a tiny surge of quiet delight bloomed in his heart.

Right at that moment, wherever Jiang Muwen moved, Wen Yichen followed. He stared straight at the girl before him, finding her more endearing the more he looked.

"Classmate, do you have too much time on your hands? The path is so wide, why do you insist on blocking my way?" Finally, Jiang Muwen's patience was completely exhausted. She raised her chin slightly, looking up at the boy with a fierce yet adorable expression.

To her surprise, Wen Yichen did not get angry at all. Not only was he unangered, but the corners of his lips even curled upward into an ambiguous, faint smile.

He leisurely bent down, looking at the girl before him with rapt interest. Their eyes met, and at that moment, Jiang Muwen looked exceptionally cute. The moonlight gently spilled over the girl. Seeing her look so exasperated, he genuinely felt the urge to lean in and steal a kiss.

With that thought taking over his mind, Wen Yichen acted on a sudden impulse and leaned forward. The next second, a light, fleeting kiss landed squarely on her lips—a kiss as gentle as a dragonfly skimming the water, yet it brought a satisfied smile to the boy's face.

Her lips were soft. The instant the kiss touched them, ripples stirred in Wen Yichen's heart. He had no idea what had given him the courage to kiss her so brazenly. This was the first time he had ever kissed Jiang Muwen while she was fully awake.

However, the girl had no idea that the boy in front of her was Wen Yichen.

Stunned by his kiss, Jiang Muwen felt her heart skip a beat, as if it had momentarily stopped. She stared blankly at the boy, unable to snap back to her senses for a moment. A wave of heat slowly rushed up her cheeks, and against the soft, dim light, Wen Yichen could almost make out two faint blushes on the girl's face.

"Do you still not recognize who I am by now?" Wen Yichen took off the fake fangs in his mouth and deliberately lowered his voice. The deep, hoarse tone sounded rather different from his usual voice, but anyone listening carefully could still recognize him through it.

Yet, at this moment, Jiang Muwen had zero mental capacity left to analyze who the person in front of her might be.

Her heart was churned into a mess, tangled like a knot of yarn. To her, this was her first kiss—her precious first kiss.

She had wanted to save her first kiss for the boy she liked. Who could have expected that it would just be gone?

In her mind, the first kiss she had intended to reserve for Wen Yichen had instead been snatched away by a complete stranger.

She stared straight at the boy, and immediately, a profound sense of grievance surged into her heart. She had heard the boy's words, but right then, she had no desire whatsoever to figure out who he was.

"Pervert!" Jiang Muwen snapped fiercely at Wen Yichen, and before she finished speaking, she made sure to deliver a heavy stomp right onto his foot.

"Ouch!" Wen Yichen let out a low groan. The stomp was genuinely heavy, so much so that it forced Wen Yichen to lift his foot in pain.

Having delivered the kick, Jiang Muwen finally bypassed Wen Yichen and stormed away angrily. However, she had barely taken two steps before she angrily turned back.

She still did not feel avenged enough. The moment Wen Yichen put his foot back down, she planted another heavy kick right onto it.

Before the old pain could fade, a new wave of agony followed closely behind. The intensity of the pain genuinely overwhelmed Wen Yichen for a moment.

Watching the girl's furious retreating figure, Wen Yichen froze inwardly. Had he gone too far just now? After all, Jiang Muwen seemed completely unaware that he was Wen Yichen.

With that thought, Wen Yichen hurried after her. He walked slowly, seemingly wishing to avoid letting Jiang Muwen notice that he was trailing her.

After walking for a distance, Jiang Muwen slowly came to a halt. The girl stopped in front of an empty teaching building, and the next second, she quietly seated herself on the steps outside the entrance.

The moonlight fell softly over the girl, and Wen Yichen stood in the distance, watching her silently. The light from a nearby streetlamp cast a gentle glow, stretching her shadow long and slender. It looked as though she was still reminiscing about that kiss just now; she seemed a bit upset...

Wen Yichen took off the mask and tucked it into his pocket. Should he just go over and confess? The worst that could happen would be getting stomped on a few more times.

With that thought, Wen Yichen leisurely walked over toward Jiang Muwen.

His cloak fluttered slightly in his wake, and the boy seemed to bring a gentle breeze with him as he walked. When he reached Jiang Muwen's side, he slowly came to a stop and quietly sat down beside her.

"So this is where you are," Wen Yichen said calmly, feigning the look of a casual encounter. Seeing that Jiang Muwen was still sullen, he probed tentatively, "Something on your mind?"

"I..." Jiang Muwen glanced at Wen Yichen, hesitating as the words died on her lips.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Jiang Muwen looking so distressed, Wen Yichen felt a twinge of panic in his heart.

"My first kiss is gone," Jiang Muwen said very softly, rushing through the words in a muddled, hurried blur. To her, having her first kiss stolen by a stranger was simply too humiliating to speak aloud.

Because Jiang Muwen had spoken so quickly, Wen Yichen didn't catch it clearly. "Huh?"

As he asked, Wen Yichen leaned closer to Jiang Muwen.

Jiang Muwen instinctively turned her head. The exact moment her gaze landed on Wen Yichen, she froze in shock. She hadn't paid attention to what Wen Yichen was wearing earlier, but looking closely now, his outfit was identical to the one worn by that guy from moments ago!