Lin Zhexia supported herself on the armrest of the sofa to stand up, but before she was fully stable, she hurriedly retreated backward.
Her nose bridge was still faintly aching.
Beyond the pain, she seemed to detect a slight scent of laundry detergent, the same smell she had caught outside the alley on the day Chi Yao was fighting.
After she completely steadied herself, she explained, “…I just lost my balance earlier.”
“And who would want to cling to you anyway? You’re someone even a dog wouldn’t want to stick to.”
After what had just happened, she no longer had any desire to change the contact name.
She slowly forced out another sentence: “Fine, don’t change it then. I’m magnanimous enough to overlook petty matters, so I’ll let you off the hook.”
Chi Yao, however, wasn’t planning to move past the contact name topic.
He looked at her, stretching the hand that she had just pressed against, and said, “Give me your phone.”
Lin Zhexia: “?”
Chi Yao spoke again: “Let’s see the contact name.”
“…”
Lin Zhexia slowly opened her mouth.
She wanted to say something, but couldn’t get the words out.
Because the name she had saved for him seemed even less presentable.
“I already said,” Lin Zhexia began feeling guilty, clutching her phone and secretly hiding it behind her back, “I’m not going to fuss about it anymore, why are you still harping on this?”
Chi Yao asked: “What did you save my contact as?”
Lin Zhexia blurted out: “Chi Yao the Handsome Guy.”
Chi Yao didn’t believe her.
Lin Zhexia emphasized: “Really, you should be more confident about your looks.”
Though Chi Yao didn’t believe her, he couldn’t be bothered to argue with her further. He sat with his legs bent, hand propping up his chin, feeling a bit drowsy after taking the medicine.
“I’m very confident. You can leave now.”
Lin Zhexia seized the opportunity to slip away: “Take your temperature again tomorrow morning when you wake up to see if your fever has gone down. The cake is in the refrigerator. Remember to eat it.”
Reaching the doorway, she remembered one more thing.
“Also, about yesterday,” she paused and said, “thank you.”
She rarely thanked Chi Yao so politely. More often, when Chi Yao helped her, she would still act smug despite getting the advantage, and then they would continue arguing back and forth until both forgot what they were arguing about in the first place, eventually letting the matter drop.
But yesterday’s incident was different for her.
She was truly.
Very grateful to Chi Yao from yesterday.
After Lin Zhexia returned home, she began diligently catching up on her homework.
Apart from her childhood “rebellious” phase when she loved fighting, her personality was quite obedient. For instance, she didn’t like putting off homework due today until tomorrow.
However, after doing just a few problems on an English test paper, she found it difficult to concentrate.
Because she couldn’t help but recall the scene from earlier.
They had been very close just now.
She had inadvertently glimpsed that Chi Yao had a very faint mole on his neck, near his ear.
…
No.
What did his mole have to do with her?
Why was she getting distracted over a mole?
So annoying.
She put down her pen.
She stared at the test paper for a while longer, finally giving up the struggle and deciding to browse her phone for a bit.
Just then, she received a WeChat call from Chen Lin.
Chen Lin started by asking: “Have you finished your homework?”
Lin Zhexia understood right away and continued: “…Finished, so you can copy it?”
“Hehe,” Chen Lin said, “being deskmates wasn’t for nothing, you know me so well.”
She added, “I knew you would have finished it already.”
Lin Zhexia, lying on her desk, said: “I haven’t finished. You should ask Tang Shuxuan.”
Chen Lin: “You haven’t finished it?”
Lin Zhexia: “Today was my mom’s birthday, and then I went to Chi…” she said this far and subconsciously skipped this part. “Anyway, I’ve been busy all day and just started working on it.”