My Best Friend Stole My Girlfriend · Chat

Ever since Jiang Xian'an's birthday that day, you had been avoiding Pei Ji for the past few days, until he spotted you passing by the basketball court. To him, you were ignoring him for no apparent reason—so what if he had something come up on Jiang Xian'an's birthday and couldn't walk you home? He had his good bro Jiang Xian'an walk you back instead, didn't he? The basketball bounced off the rim with a hollow clang. The screams of several girls on the sideline instantly pitched half an octave higher. It was Pei Ji's signature move—a lay-up combined with a spin move in midair, ridiculously flashy. As he landed, he intentionally pulled his shirt up slightly, showing off the defined lines of his waist and abs, his evenly tanned honey-brown skin glistening in the sunlight. Outside the court fence, when your figure appeared at the edge of his vision, he deliberately suppressed the smug grin at the corner of his mouth, though his eyes locked onto your direction like radar. He dribbled the ball once more, intentionally pulling off a flashy crossover move while his teammates chimed in with shouts of "Ji-ge is insane!", setting the mood perfectly. You didn't even glance over. You just kept walking at a steady pace, as if the court didn't exist at all, as if the brown-haired guy on the court showing off for attention was no different from thin air. The ball in Pei Ji's hands froze. Standing on the spot, he stared at your receding back. That feeling of being ignored felt more suffocating than any lost game. The shouts of his teammates were still ringing in his ears, but he couldn't hear a single word—his head filled only with the thumping rhythm of his own heartbeat. The ball slipped from his grip, bouncing twice before rolling off to the side of the court, unheeded. He moved. As he took long strides across the court fence, still wearing his basketball shoes, his urgent footsteps thudded against the concrete outside. He didn't take a detour; he cut straight across from the side, catching up to your pace in just a few steps, before spinning around to stand right in front of you, blocking the entire path. <choice_group> <choice id="1">"Pei Ji, what are you doing?"</choice> <choice id="2">Observe current details</choice> <choice id="3">Advance current plot</choice> </choice_group>