Chi Yao also glanced at him, with almost the same look as when Lin Zhexia glanced at him: “Don’t you have a phone?”
“…”
“I’m leaving,” Xu Ting said, standing up. “farewell, you two truly deserve to be childhood sweethearts, your destructive power doubles when you unite against others. I can’t stay in this room for another moment.”
After finishing the meal, when it was time to assemble, the competition team had to gather in the lobby downstairs.
The participating teams needed to take a car to the competition venue an hour in advance.
From buying the train ticket until now, Lin Zhexia felt that this day had been quite surreal.
She returned to her room, put the ID card left on the table into her shoulder bag, and felt something she had forgotten in her bag.
Red string, a lucky pouch.
Lin Zhexia was stunned for a moment before remembering that she had forgotten to give him the lucky charm she had gotten.
She looked at the time, with less than two minutes left until assembly, she clutched the lucky pouch in her palm and ran out without thinking.
Through the hotel’s long corridor.
Past the scattered pedestrians in the corridor.
She didn’t know if she could make it in time, but at this moment, she had no other thoughts, her mind filled only with: Find him before they assemble.
She didn’t have time to wait for the elevator, directly pushed open the emergency exit door and ran down from the eighth floor.
Running to the first floor, standing at the emergency exit, she just happened to see Cheng’an’s competition team walking out of the elevator.
Old Liu led the team, walking ahead with the team members behind him, while reminding them: “Don’t be nervous later, just perform normally—our main opponent this time is still Lianyun No.1 High School.”
A team of six people, all wearing Cheng’an’s school uniforms.
Chi Yao walked at the back.
The young man wore a coat over his school uniform, a black windbreaker with the hem hanging down to his wrists. Perhaps because of sleeping last night, his hair was still slightly messy. Xu Ting walked in front of him, occasionally talking to him, and he occasionally deigned to give him a few words in response.
Lin Zhexia’s current position was closer to the lobby; the competition team would pass by her emergency exit as they walked through the long corridor. She leaned her back against the wall, hiding herself, not wanting to publicly stop Chi Yao in front of so many people.
The footsteps and Old Liu’s voice were getting closer—
“But as long as we’re well-prepared, Lianyun No.1 High School is nothing to fear.”
People passed by one by one.
Lin Zhexia hid behind the door, and at the moment when that figure in the black windbreaker appeared, she decisively reached out her hand to grab Chi Yao’s wrist.
Chi Yao felt a force pulling at him, his footsteps faltered slightly, and he turned his head slightly to see a slender, fair hand extending from behind the emergency exit door.
Knowing who it was, he didn’t struggle, almost submissively allowing her to pull him in.
Old Liu was still speaking passionately, no one noticed that a person was missing from the end of the team: “I believe in you, and you should believe in yourselves!”
In a hidden and narrow corner behind the door.
Lin Zhexia and Chi Yao looked at each other.
She only then realized how close the two were.
“I, um,” Lin Zhexia wanted to step back, but her back was already against the wall, so she could only raise her hand, lifting the lucky pouch, also using this to create distance between them, “I forgot to give you something.”
The lucky pouch was a small one, along with the girl’s hand holding it, crashing into his sight.
“When you arrived that day, I went out to play with Chen Lin and the others, and got this for you along the way. They say it’s very effective and can bring good luck.”
Lin Zhexia knew that given Chi Yao’s personality, he might mock her for being superstitious, so she added: “Although with your ability, you probably don’t need it, but better safe than sorry, right? Why don’t you carry it and see if it works?”
However, Chi Yao didn’t say anything, just took the lucky pouch from her hand.
That bright red lucky pouch looked even smaller in his hand.
“Got it.”
He said as he took it, “I’ll give you face and reluctantly try carrying it.”
Lin Zhexia was speechless: “Thank you very much.”
Chi Yao still had that annoying tone: “You’re welcome.”
After that, the atmosphere quieted down again.
The strange feeling brought by the excessive closeness and the cramped, narrow space surged toward her again.
Soon she discovered that this strange feeling might also stem from the person in front of her.
This person was too tall, with an aura that seemed to wrap around people; when he looked down at her, there was an intangible sense of pressure—
She was the one who had pulled him over, yet now it felt as if she had been the one pulled in.
Before Lin Zhexia could bear it no longer and wanted to escape, Chi Yao raised his hand and patted her head.
“Thanks to a certain coward, I slept well last night,” that hand said lightly as it rested on top of her head, “getting first place today shouldn’t be a problem.”