Everyone laughed till tears almost streamed from their eyes.
Foolish, pitiful Xiao Mi. She put in so much effort for Yi Tang Yao, did so much for him, but some people just won’t reciprocate. Shoujo manhua is shoujo manhua. Reality is reality. With a heartless guy like Yi Tang Yao, every girl who meets him is merely walking on the path towards death.
Wei Guo Guo could not bear to watch Xiao Mi right now. If it were she, she would be dying to bury her head into the cracks on the ground.
Xiao Mi’s strength was exhausted at that point of time. She held onto the desk, and had a sudden urge to cry. Stupid, you’ll fail! If you fail again, you might not even obtain a graduation certificate.
She raised her head, biting on her lip as she gazed at Yi Tang Yao.
Is there a chance to salvage this? It doesn’t matter how dismal it is, maybe the thesis......
Yi Tang Yao looked into her eyes.
Clear as water, akin to immiscible black and white. Those eyes carried desolation, fragility, and a determination that would never turn back even when up against the wall!
He coyly arched the corners of his lips, extending her right arm to grab onto her thin shoulder. A little strength, and he was able to yank the disoriented Xiao Mi into his arms.
He lowered his head.
And kissed her lips!
Rays of sunlight radiated candidly in its thousands, shimmering around the kissing couple. Yi Tang Yao’s cheeks bore a faint blush; the diamond on his nose dazzling like in a manhua.
The second class of World Commerce has long forgotten to breathe.
The atmosphere was on mute.
Yi Tang Yao’s lips were on Xiao Mi’s, her hands supporting her head. He kissed deeply; the class could even hear their lips tangled, forcefully poring. Xiao Mi’s eyes widened in shock. For a moment there, she couldn’t make sense of what was happening. Her hands outstretched in mid-air, stiff.
His lips were burning hot.
His scorching, full lips stayed on her pale, cracked lips for a long time. A moan escaped. A sensual, passionate love affair unfolded in the classroom, making one blush with pounding hearts.
In his arms, Xiao Mi could hear the thumping of his heart. Ah, what a familiar sound she had pined for, for so long......
She closed her eyes, both hands clasped around his back. Just so she could remain in his arms, pretending nothing ever happened, like everything was perfect as it was before.
But, Yi Tang Yao let go of her.
“Tomorrow, let’s date.”
This is a command, and not a request. His voice was cold and distant, as if the man indulged in passionate kissing earlier wasn’t him at all.
* * *
The distance back to Maple Dormitory felt like walking to the end of the world. Leaves along the mountain path quivered crazily, and even the wind felt colder than usual. Xiao Mi trudged her feet slowly, her body blowing hot and cold. Her brain seemed to have been broken in by a hammer; so painful that even breathing invoked burning heat in her.
She finally got back to the building.
Xiaoa Mi leaned on the glass door, wheezing and coughing. Even her last ounce of strength dissipated. Everything before her eyes was dim, as her frail legs give way slowly onto the floor. It hurts so badly Yi, where are you, didn’t you say you’ll become an angel and continue to love me? But, where are you......
Suddenly—
A pair of warm hands supported her. The back of a hand was gingerly placed against her forehead.
“You’re feverish.”
Hearing this, it was as if the floodgates in Xiao Mi’s eyes burst open. Tears gushed out in torrents down her face. She moaned softly.
“Yi--!”
She knew it, Yi wouldn’t bear to watch her sick. Every time she felt unwell, he was always very, very worried. He’ll coax medicine into her, cajole her to go to the hospital, lying on her bed to sleep beside her. Hmph, how could he bear to abandon her? Amidst the blur from her tears, she tightly grab onto the owner of the hand! This time, she won’t let him go even if she die!
“How long have you had a fever? Did you take medication? Is there fever tablets in the dormitory?”
The voice was kind and amiable.
No.......
It’s not......
It’s not him......
Tears dried off her barren face. Xiao Mi’s eyes were slightly swollen, and she forced herself to stand upright with a grimace. “I’m fine, thank you Auntie Chen.”
The manager of the dormitory, Auntie Chen, is Cheng Yuan’s aunt. She’s around fifty, very thin, with somewhat grayish hair. She’s always seen wearing untrendy old clothes, yet they were clean and fresh. She has a gentle demeanor, and treats all the girls in the dormitory well. No matter how late the girls return and knock on the door, she never found it bothersome. She’s liked by everyone, and they all call her “Auntie Chen” affectionately when they see her.
Auntie Chen supported Xiao Mi up to a room on the fourth floor, pushed open the door, and gently rested her on the bed. She covered her with a blanket, and sat at the side to measure her temperature.
“Your fever is pretty serious. Cheng Yuan, go down to the management office and get a thermometer.”
Auntie Chen didn’t turn back as she spoke to Cheng Yuan, who was digging into a cup of instant noodles in the house.
Cheng Yuan nodded, put down her chopsticks and left.
Gusts of heat transpired through Xiao Mi’s heart. Other than the first few days in Sheng Shu, the class’ cold rejection has deeply wounded her. Even though she tried to convince herself to not get bothered by it. It’s normal for the class to dislike her actions. If she saw a girl acting so nice to a guy without reason, she would also think that the girl has ulterior motives.
So, she can’t blame the class. It’s just that her behaviour is too abnormal.
Even then, she felt so lonely. There’s no one to talk to; it’s like living in an ice-cold metal tin.
“Auntie Chen......”
Tears welled up in Xiao Mi’s eyes.
“What do you want to eat? Don’t get off bed today. Whatever you want, I’ll get Cheng Yuan to buy for you from the cafeteria.” Auntie Chen asked, smiling.
“I don’t feel like eating.”
Xiao Mi sniffed. She has no idea why, the kinder Auntie Chen was, the more she felt like crying.
I’ll cook a bowl of egg white in rice wine for you.” Auntie Chen placed a wringed, damp towel on her forehead.
“I can’t drink......” Her stomach felt stuffed.
“I’ll put more sugar, it’ll be sweet and fragrant, okay?” Auntie Chen coaxed her softly, the rims of her eyes full of gentle kindness.
How familiar......
Xiao Mi’s heart suddenly felt like it was being painfully squeezed.
...... ......
......
“I don’t want to eat!” She covered her head with a blanket, shouting feebly. “I’m sick, and you still force me to eat! You’re annoying!”
He sighed. “Be good, how can you get better if you don’t eat?”
“I just won’t!”
She screamed agitatedly on purpose, snickering underneath the blankets. She loved getting sick, as long as it’s not too severe, like a small flu. Sneezing, nose running, a little feverish. It looks serious, but isn’t that insufferable. Heehee, then she’ll be able to see his anxious face, pale and perplexed, as he coaxed her as if she were a princess.
“Eat a little porridge, will you?”
“No!”
“A bowl of spinach egg noodles?”
“No!”
“I’ll steam a small bowl of thick egg soup, okay? Aromatic, and tender. All it needs is two drops of sesame oil, a little vinegar, and it slides down your throat without feeling oily......” he leaned close to her ear, tempting her gently. “Okay?”
She swallowed back a huge drop of saliva.
“No!”
Heehee, I won’t give up the chance to ‘torture’ you this easily!
He sighed again, exasperated by the girl shrinking back into the blankets with her obstinate refusals. His elegant brows knit together slightly, eyes full of anxiety.
“Xiao Mi, act like this, and I’ll get angry!”
“Go ahead!”
She stuck out her tongue. Who would believe he’ll get furious at her. Since young, he had never truly lost his temper at her. She knew, he liked her very very much, heehee, that’s why she could act so audacious now.
But, she was wrong this time!
He really got enraged, stripping off her blanket with one swing. He glared at her, and fiercely kissed those lips that have paled from the flu.
“You...... what are you....... doing”
She slapped his back with strength, kicking and jabbing him with both legs. She’ll spread the flu to him, she can’t!
“I also want to get sick!” His slightly infuriated looks were almost child-like. He muttered as he kissed her. “Wait till I’m sick, I’ll be stubborn like you, to let you a taste of what it’s like to be worried......”
Despicable!
She grumbled with a smile, and dodged. “Okay okay. You’re cruel, I didn’t even get to play to my heart’s content!”
He embraced her in his arms.
She breathed deeply. She could smell the fragrant scent of pine on him.
“Xiao Mi......”
“Mm?”
“Don’t ever get sick again, you got me?” He gingerly kissed the short strands of hair on her forehead. “I’ll get really, really worried about you.”
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