Sheng Yize shifted his gaze her way and stared at her with those twinkling, bright eyes, which made her swallow involuntarily .
“You think I should have looked for you?” He snorted like a tsundere .
He said no when he said yes . How annoying…
Venting her sarcasm inwardly, An Xiaxia pouted . “Fine, you shouldn’t have . I was just flattering myself . ”
“Oh? Are you saying that you were looking forward to seeing me?” Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow .
That hit the nail right on the head, which made An Xiaxia bite her lip uneasily .
Both Qi Yanxi and Sheng Yize smoked cigarettes of that brand, but her first reaction was: that person had to be Sheng Yize .
The balance in her head was already tilting toward Sheng Yize .
“What if I said… I was?” An Xiaxia whispered, her voice swept away by the wind blowing in through the window .
“What was that?” Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes intimidatingly .
An Xiaxia tried to brush it off . “I heard mosquitos . Close the window!”
She turned in bed, facing away from Sheng Yize .
Sheng Yize darted a look at the mosquito repellent setup in the corner of the room, his lips curling into a smile .
There are things I’d like to keep from you for the rest of your life .
The following day, Sheng Yize took An Xiaxia home .
It was that apartment he used to live in on his own .
The moment An Xiaxia walked in, she felt like she had traveled back in time .
The flat looked exactly the same as seven years ago when she had lived here .
Something clicked in her head . She then took a tour of the flat in her bare feet .
The comics she used to read were neatly arranged on a wooden bookcase by the window; the fridge was filled with her favorite snacks which, from the date on the packaging, had all been made within the past two months; the calligraphy copybook he made her practice her handwriting with lay in the study with Sheng Yize’s portrait drawn on the front page and a line beneath which read, “Sheng Yize, you moron!”…
Countless details reminded her of the past .
“Has someone… been living here this whole time?” An Xiaxia asked, her lips quivering .
Sheng Yize darted her a suspicious look . “I have . What are you thinking?”
He went to get some water and An Xiaxia followed closely behind him, tugging at his clothes and asking in a soft voice, “Sheng Yize… are you that into me?”
“What do you mean by ‘into’?” He tried to use dry humor, but it only made An Xiaxia awkward . “You…”
“I am that into you . ”
The sweetest words in the world were never something flashy or florid . They were those said by the person that you just happened to like .
Heart pounding, An Xiaxia asked in bewilderment, “What do you like about me?”
She wasn’t good enough for him . She wasn’t smart or perfect . How could she deserve him?
Sheng Yize sipped at his water, then said calmly, “Xiaxia, I never understood your sense of inferiority . You’re a wonderful girl and you’re every bit worthy of my affection . There’s no need for you to act cowardly or doubt yourself . It’s not that I was drawn to some of your good qualities, but that you’re everything I like . ”