Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Out of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw how her eyes widened the moment she saw him. It was as if she was seeing a remarkable celebrity.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
In the next instant, her cheeks flushed red. Dragging her friend with her, they both quickly ran off like the wind.
Seeing her embarrassment, Gu Yusheng suddenly felt a thrill, something he hadnât experienced since before his mother had long begun having an affair and his father had become an alcoholic.
His happiness lasted for exactly three days, until the day of Xu Wennuanâs birthday.
Everyone had gone off to dance, and only the two of them were left in the room. While Gu Yusheng pretended to be preoccupied with his phone, his attention was in fact fully focused on Qin Zhiâai as she ate mouthfuls of cake and snuck glances at him from time to time.
He had always been immune to girls, and this was the first time that he couldnât maintain his composure under a girlâs watchful eyes. So as not to lose himself, he set his phone down and shut his eyes to rest, but as he did she became emboldened with her stares.
He could clearly feel his heart pounding unusually fast, a feeling he had never experienced before. It was truly unfamiliar and made him nervous.
âHey,â he said finally, attempting to initiate a conversation with her in a single word.
Looking up, she replied, âMm?â
When he didnât respond to her, she asked, âIs something wrong?â
Gu Yusheng replied honestly, âNothingâs wrong. Itâs just that Iâve noticed youâve been sneaking glances at me, so I decided to respond to them.â
Upon hearing this, her face turned red instantaneously, which he found adorable.
Because she didnât know how to respond to him, the room quickly fell silent again. Despite his reticence, though, Gu Yusheng suddenly felt the urge to chat with her, but his lack of experience with girls made it difficult for him to know how to begin. After thinking for some time, he eventually asked a lame question. âWhatâs your name?â
âMy name is Qin Zhiâaiâ¦â Of course he knew that her name was Qin Zhiâai, but he hadnât expected her to elaborate further. âYou can call me XiaoâaiâItâs the same âaiâ as in the word âlovely.ââ
Xiaoâai⦠So many others addressed her as Xiaoâai that he definitely wanted to address her differently, yet rather than come across as her being special he instead sounded arrogant when he replied, âThe same âaiâ as in the word âlovelyâ? Wouldnât it be more like the âaiâ in the word âloverâ?â
Her face burned scarlet once more. Holding her fork up, her gaze bore into the slice of cake on the end of it, and she seemed uncertain about whether or not she should eat it.
Gu Yusheng was pleased by her troubled look and, if he hadnât forced himself to hold it in, he would have erupted into laughter, like how he had the other day when he had heard her boast shamelessly that âa slightly perverted girl is cuter.â
Back then, he had been such a horrible boy. He had obviously liked her, and yet he had constantly acted otherwise and enjoyed watching her embarrass herself. Even when he had rendered her speechless on that day, he had continued to rattle on endlessly. âWell, if you donât like that, then Iâll change it to something else,â he said.
After pondering for some time, he recalled how she had flirted with his friend on Wu Haoâs birthday. In a moment of impulse, he said, âHow about âaiâ as in the word âlovemakingâ?â
This time, both her face and her eyes turned red, and she pointed at him angrily. âYouâ¦â she said, as if she wanted to curse at him but, after a prolonged period of time, she hadnât managed to say a single word. Eventually, she threw her fork down and ran off.