Looking back now, the young Lin Zhexia had once been briefly captivated by that face.
But the captivation didn’t last more than ten seconds.
Ten seconds later, this person spoke in a tone that seemed ready for a fight.
“You,” he said with lowered eyes, “are in the way.”
“…”
“Move.”
Lin Zhexia instantly felt that this face wasn’t that good-looking after all.
Her personality back then was very different from now; she was exceptionally sharp.
If this person had spoken nicely, she would have felt embarrassed about sitting there blocking someone’s path.
But obviously, this person was just short of saying the word “scram.”
Lin Zhexia didn’t give him a pleasant look either: “Don’t you know how to speak properly?”
That boy: “Can’t you understand human language?”
“I can understand human language,” Lin Zhexia said with a stern face, “but I don’t understand dog barking from earlier.”
Since Lin Zhexia also had an attitude of “you’re asking for a beating,” the two fell into a standoff at the building entrance.
“I’ll say it again, move aside.”
“I won’t. If you’ve got the ability, step over me.”
“You’re crazy.”
“Be careful, then, I bite people when I go crazy.”
…
Her first meeting with Chi Yao was not pleasant.
The two childishly argued for more than ten minutes until Lin He noticed the situation and called out: “Xiaxia, what’s wrong? Come over, we can go inside now.”
Lin Zhexia responded.
After responding, she felt this matter couldn’t just end there, so before leaving, she coldly said: “Let’s fight.”
“Tomorrow at twelve noon, I’ll wait for you here,” Lin Zhexia very coolly used her childish voice to imitate people in TV shows issuing challenges, “If you don’t come, you’re a dog.”
Later that day, the weather suddenly changed as a typhoon passed through.
Fortunately, this strong wind came quickly and left quickly. By early the next day, the sky had cleared.
Lin Zhexia waited very solemnly until noon the next day.
Before keeping the appointment, she even ate half a bowl of extra rice.
“Good appetite,” Wei Ping said with a smile, “Uncle was worried you wouldn’t get used to things here.”
Lin Zhexia pushed away her rice bowl and said, “I’m full. I’m going out for a bit.”
“Where are you going?” Lin He asked.
“…To get some sun.”
Lin Zhexia sat at the entrance of her building, watching the building across the street.
Noon.
No one entered or exited the building across the street.
Twelve-thirty.
Still no one.
One o’clock in the afternoon.
The door opened, and an elderly man walked out.
She waited until evening but never saw the boy come to meet her.
Lin Zhexia hadn’t expected that he truly didn’t want to be human.
He was just a little dog!
In the evening, the elderly man went out again to throw away garbage and quickly returned. Lin Zhexia seized the opportunity to ask: “Grandpa, is there a boy in your building about my height with very pale skin? May I ask if he’s at home today?”
At that time, Grandpa Wang was still very healthy and readily answered the little girl’s question: “You mean that handsome little boy?”
To find him, Lin Zhexia forced herself to nod: “Yes, he’s somewhat decent-looking.”
“That would be little Yao. He lives across from me,” Grandpa Wang said, “He’s in the hospital now.”
Lin Zhexia: “Huh?”
She hadn’t even fought him yet; how was he already hospitalized?
Grandpa Wang immediately explained: “Wasn’t there a typhoon yesterday? Seems like he caught a chill.”
“…”