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."
"Sure, follow me," the old man said with an understanding smile, his hands cupped behind his back.
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.
Although Jin Wewen was a beauty, she had the imposing manner of a man when she walked. She walked up to the two of them, looked them both over, and said with a smile, "I never expected to see two acquaintances."
Two acquaintances? Night Tide Sands looked at Roland, showing a puzzled look.
Roland nodded. "It's been some time since we've last met, Club President Jin."
Regarding this woman, he didn't have any favorable impressions, and of course, he didn't have any negative impressions either.
"Why haven't you come to train these days?" Jin Wenwen looked curiously at Roland—there was even an interrogative look in her eyes.
This woman seemed to be habitually aggressive. There was a commanding tone within her words. She did this both intentionally and not.
Upon hearing this, Roland felt somewhat uncomfortable. He replied slowly, "You guys don't have anything to teach me, right?"
His tone sounded peaceful, but the rhetorical message was quite clear. Jin Wenwen slightly frowned; she wasn't used to men of the same age talking to her like this.
On the side, Night Tide Sands found an opportunity to interject. "Do you guys know each other?"
Roland nodded. "Yes, I learned boxing at Club President Jin's boxing club for a while."
"Oh." Night Tide Sands suddenly realized. "So you learned your boxing skills from them. You learned quite well, even my big brother says he isn't your match empty-handed. It seems Club President Jin taught with great care."
At this moment, Night Tide Sands smiled, which she rarely did, but it felt feigned.
As one of the few "physical skills" clubs in the city, Night Tide Sands knew Jin Wenwen, and Jin Wenwen naturally knew that Qi family's miaodao arts were quite impressive.
At this moment, Roland started to feel that the atmosphere was a little strange.
Jin Wenwen considered Night Tide Sands' expression for a while, then swept her eyes between Roland and Night Tide Sands. Finally, she smiled smugly. "Yes, I almost taught him all my most valuable skills. In the end, he ran off after learning them. Don't you think he's irresponsible?"
Night Tide Sands' expression started to become somewhat sullen.
Roland didn't quite understand confrontation between women. Although he was a die-hard sciences man, his emotional quotient wasn't low, and he could read the atmosphere. He immediately said, "Club President Jin speaks rather ambiguously. Do you speak like that to all men?"
Night Tide Sands was slightly startled, her expression no longer cold and indifferent.
On the other hand, Jin Wenwen frowned again, this time more deeply than before.
A few words broke through the strange atmosphere, and he immediately set his standpoint on the same front as Night Tide Sands.
"I'm only joking. You're overreacting." Jin Wenwen feigned a helpless look.
"We don't know each other well enough to take a joke," Roland replied indifferently.
This woman was after the immersive cabin in his house, and neither her tone nor attitude was good—he didn't need to feign civility with her.
Then, he shifted his gaze toward Night Tide Sands. "Let's go get the stuff. I have some things to take care of later."
"Okay!" The corner of Night Tide Sands' lips raised slightly.
Meanwhile, watching from the side, Senior Uncle Yu was grinning from ear to ear. His smile almost wrinkled his face into a butthole.
Before he turned around and entered the shop, he gave a look that said "all men understand," seeming rather like a compliment.
Roland felt baffled at this. He felt that Senior Uncle Yu seemed to be hinting at something but he couldn't figure out what.
Out of the way, Jin Wenwen watched them work.
Roland and Night Tide Sands ignored her, loaded several heavy bags of thick bamboo onto the back of the pickup truck, and drove away.
Jin Wenwen took out a slim cigarette, took a puff, and said to the old man, "Senior Uncle Yu, I'm here to buy some tincture for bruises and to improve blood circulation."
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