Chapter 30 “Then Will You Dislike It When I Kiss You in the Future?”

What was wrong with this person?

Simply inexplicable.

[Romantic: Why a rabbit?]

[One Leaf Book: Because it’s very similar.]

[Romantic: Is it?]

[One Leaf Book: Yes. You’re as cute as a rabbit.]

[Romantic: Do you like rabbits a lot?]

Luo Yi remembered his family seemed to raise a rabbit.

[One Leaf Book: I like you more.]

[Romantic: .]

A few words and he could tease her until she wanted to dig a hole and hide. This person really was… leaving her speechless.

[One Leaf Book: What you promised me today can’t be taken back.]

[Romantic: It won’t.]

[One Leaf Book: Then next time remember to let me kiss you once.]

[Romantic: … You should rest early.]

[Romantic: Good night :)]

Luo Yi exited QQ and fled in defeat.

She couldn’t figure out why she had agreed to this kind of request from him in the afternoon.

If they had kissed in the afternoon, that would have been that. But someone had interrupted them.

Now short pain had become long pain. She was even less sure how to face Ye Xiaoyang.

“Jie.” You Nianyao had been writing problems halfway through and secretly watching Luo Yi the whole time. “Are you dating?”

You Nianyao didn’t stop until her words shocked people. Luo Yi was startled. Her hand shook, and the phone “pa” dropped onto her foot.

“Hiss—” Luo Yi endured the pain and picked up the phone. “What nonsense are you saying?”

“Just now when I saw you looking at your phone, you were smiling so happily…” You Nianyao said.

Not the kind of happy from seeing a joke, but the kind of happy that unconsciously appeared on your face when you were talking to someone you liked.

Luo Yi was blank. “Was I?”

You Nianyao: “Just now I really should have held a mirror in front of you so you could take a good look.”

Luo Yi: “…”

She had only established a relationship with someone a few hours ago. Seen through this fast?

“You’re overthinking,” Luo Yi said. “A classmate just sent me a short video. It was pretty fun.”

You Nianyao looked at her sideways. Sure enough, this set of excuses.

She pretended to say casually, “What short video is that fun? Let me see too.”

Luo Yi: “… Go write your homework. Do you want Aunt to scold you again?”

This reaction from Luo Yi was clearly “no silver buried here.”

On ordinary days Luo Yi’s attitude toward You Nianyao was very gentle and polite. Suddenly turning hostile now, she must have been poked in a sore spot.

Even if it wasn’t dating, she had someone she liked.

Ai. So envious of Jie.

You Nianyao thought. Uncle wasn’t like her mom, urging Jie to study with all-out force. Going to school for her was receiving basic education, making friends, and when idle she could even date. Maybe the person she married in the second half of her life was already settled.

Then look at herself. Truly an endless sea of study. When would these days end?

Luo Yi and Ye Xiaoyang, as if they had agreed, returned to school for class on the same day.

Qian Jiayun had finally seen Luo Yi. She truly had a bellyful of words she wanted to say.

“Is your fever better?” Qian Jiayun asked.

“Mm. I’m fine.” Luo Yi sorted the snowflake-like test papers on her desk by subject. It looked like she had a lot to make up this week.

“How are you two?” Qian Jiayun admitted her concern for gossip far exceeded her concern for Luo Yi’s illness.

No way around it. Women. Especially after learning she and Ye Xiaoyang had both fallen ill, Qian Jiayun couldn’t help overthinking.

“What are you talking about?” Luo Yi asked.

“Aiya, what are you pretending with me for?” Qian Jiayun mysteriously leaned close to her ear and asked softly, “You and Ye Xiaoyang.”

Luo Yi suspected Ye Xiaoyang had taken a loudspeaker to the school plaza and loudly announced their unspeakable relationship. Why was one person after another asking her?

“Nothing.” Luo Yi pulled out a math paper and started calculating.

“How come I heard Tang Kunyu say you specially went to his ward to keep him company?” Qian Jiayun said.

Luo Yi: “…”

Fine. Someone really had taken a loudspeaker and spread it everywhere. Although it wasn’t Ye Xiaoyang himself, the effect was the same.

“Don’t listen to their nonsense,” Luo Yi brushed it off. “There’s nothing between me and him. How would he like me?”

Qian Jiayun gave a cold smile. Did Luo Yi not know Ye Xiaoyang liked her?

But the more Luo Yi avoided this question, the more Qian Jiayun felt there was a problem.

She said, “When he had his birthday on Sunday, he was afraid you wouldn’t come, so he specially asked me to call you over.”

Luo Yi: “What?”

So the friends around her had all been turned by Ye Xiaoyang?

Qian Jiayun: “He likes you, dummy. His birthday isn’t Sunday at all. There are still two months.”

Luo Yi discovered she really was too slow. So she had gone to a Hongmen banquet?

Qian Jiayun: “So what stage are you two at now? Did he confess to you?”

The more Qian Jiayun spoke, the redder Luo Yi’s ears became.

Confessing and such… wait. She suddenly remembered. Ye Xiaoyang didn’t seem to have said anything like “I like you” at all.

If she remembered correctly, what he asked was, “Do you like me?”

So how had she nodded in a muddle?

“If you won’t say, I’ll go ask him myself,” Qian Jiayun said.

“Ai, don’t go.” Luo Yi hurriedly caught Qian Jiayun’s sleeve.

“He and I…” Luo Yi stammered. She spoke for a long time and still couldn’t say it.

“Just tell me if it worked out?” Qian Jiayun didn’t want to beat around the bush.

Luo Yi shyly nodded, then scribbled randomly on the paper. She didn’t dare look at Qian Jiayun’s reaction.

Oh god. What was wrong with her?

In one month at school, what ghostly things had she gone through?

Ye Xiaoyang had coerced her with his fractured right hand into agreeing to be his girlfriend, and she had actually agreed?

Even now she didn’t dare believe this had really happened. It was like a dream.

“Ah ah ah, I’m going to make Ye Xiaoyang treat me to a meal,” Qian Jiayun looked even more excited than Luo Yi.

“Don’t,” Luo Yi said softly. “It wouldn’t be good if other people knew.”

“Are you saving money for him?” Qian Jiayun teased. “Afraid I’ll eat him poor?”

“Of course not.”

“Tsk tsk. Not even married to him yet and already planning for him.” Qian Jiayun laughed.

“Aiya, stop talking.” Luo Yi tore off the draft paper covered in messy lines, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the desk compartment. “The teacher will come for class in a bit.”

Luo Yi secretly looked toward Ye Xiaoyang’s direction and unexpectedly collided with his gaze.

Luo Yi’s heart jumped. She instantly turned her head back.

Ai. Why was she even more nervous than when she used to peek at him?

Sure enough, there was a ghost in her heart.

Fortunately Ye Xiaoyang seemed to have listened to the three rules she set with him and didn’t cause her other trouble at school.

The two of them kept a friendly distance, neither too distant nor too intimate. This state made Luo Yi much more at ease.

But Ye Xiaoyang couldn’t stay well-behaved for long. During afternoon activity class, he walked over and knocked on Luo Yi’s desk.

Luo Yi was making up homework. Only when she saw it was him did she put down her pen.

Ye Xiaoyang’s right hand was in a bandage. He looked pitiful.

“What is it?” Luo Yi asked.

“Dinner…”

Luo Yi thought Ye Xiaoyang was going to ask her to eat together in the cafeteria. Thinking of the dense crowd in the cafeteria, all eyes, and that teachers also ate in the cafeteria on ordinary days.

If they ran into someone…

She immediately refused. “No.”

Ye Xiaoyang was puzzled. He hadn’t said anything yet. What was Luo Yi denying?

Ye Xiaoyang said, “My mom made me dinner. Help me go to the cafeteria and ask the auntie to heat it in the microwave.”

Qian Jiayun thought, oh my. Ye Xiaoyang really didn’t treat himself as an outsider.

They had only just gotten together, and he was already ordering Luo Yi around.

She wanted to say “Don’t you have hands?” but then thought, his hand really was fractured.

Luo Yi’s reaction wasn’t as intense as Qian Jiayun’s. Ye Xiaoyang’s fracture was also to protect her.

And as long as it wasn’t openly asking her to eat, other things were fine.

Luo Yi nodded and said, “Okay. After class give me the lunchbox.”

Seeing Luo Yi agree readily, Ye Xiaoyang went back to his seat.

Ye Xiaoyang used to like going out during activity class. Now that he was fractured, he couldn’t do anything and could only stay in the classroom.

This was also pretty good. He could quietly watch her.

At dinner, Luo Yi heated Ye Xiaoyang’s dinner along the way.

She said to Qian Jiayun, “I’m not going to eat with you. If we wait until we finish and come back, he won’t make dinner.”

Qian Jiayun: “Ah? Then you’re not eating dinner?”

Luo Yi said, “I’ll buy some bread at the little supermarket.”

Truly great love.

Luo Yi heated the boxed meal, carried the bread, and returned to the classroom.

The classmates had all gone to eat. Only Ye Xiaoyang sat in the classroom reading.

Although his right hand couldn’t move, his left hand could barely write crooked characters.

Luo Yi set the boxed meal on his desk and said, “Eat quickly.”

Ye Xiaoyang sat without moving. Luo Yi thought maybe his hand was inconvenient, so she opened the boxed meal for him.

Ji Shu had prepared a rich nutritious meal for him, plus a bowl of bone soup boiled until it was snow-white.

“Have you eaten?” Ye Xiaoyang saw she had come back early and asked her.

Luo Yi lifted the bag in her hand. “I bought bread.”

“Eat a little together. I can’t finish it.” Ye Xiaoyang said very naturally. He stuffed the spoon into Luo Yi’s palm. “How can dinner be only bread? You don’t go back to the dorm until ten.”

Luo Yi held the spoon and looked at him at a loss. “Um… there seems to be only one spoon.”

Ji Shu knew Ye Xiaoyang couldn’t use chopsticks, so she had only prepared one spoon.

Ye Xiaoyang: “Then you eat first. I’ll eat after you finish.”

Luo Yi: “No.”

She couldn’t fight a patient for food.

Ye Xiaoyang raised a brow. “Then you want you to eat a bite, me to eat a bite?”

He thought for a moment and felt this was a good idea. He smiled. “You feed me. My left hand can’t use a spoon.”

Luo Yi: “…”

Can’t, my foot. Just now she had clearly seen his left hand writing quite smoothly.

Now he couldn’t even use a spoon.

“Hurry up. I’m hungry.” Ye Xiaoyang pushed the boxed meal toward Luo Yi.

Luo Yi clearly knew he was doing it on purpose, but as if possessed, she scooped a spoonful of soup and brought it to his mouth.

Ye Xiaoyang opened his mouth obediently like a kindergarten child.

Ai. Why had she only now discovered he was this childish? Luo Yi thought gloomily. She scooped another spoonful of rice and fed him bite by bite.

Ye Xiaoyang felt this right-hand fracture was good. Not only had he gotten a girlfriend, he also had such considerate nursing service.

He really wanted to stay fractured a few more months. Don’t recover too fast.

Halfway through eating, Ye Xiaoyang pushed the spoon Luo Yi had brought back. “I’m full. You eat.”

Luo Yi’s wrist paused. She looked at that spoonful of rice, extremely hesitant.

Did he want her to continue eating? This was too…

Although she didn’t mean to dislike him, sharing one spoon and such—wouldn’t it be a bit unhygienic?

Next time she should ask the cafeteria auntie for two pairs of disposable chopsticks.

Luo Yi herself hadn’t noticed she had already included “next time.”

“You dislike the spoon I used?” Ye Xiaoyang asked.

“No…” Luo Yi’s confidence was insufficient. Fine. She admitted she minded a little.

Ye Xiaoyang reached out his left hand and touched her little head. His low voice sounded. “Then later when I kiss you, will you dislike that too?”

Luo Yi blinked. Kiss where? Anyway it couldn’t be the forehead, right?

Then it was…

“You’re so annoying.” Luo Yi put the spoon down, aggrieved.

His hand was fractured, and he was still this improper.

“What are you shy about?” Ye Xiaoyang rubbed her hair. He admitted he had wanted to do this a long time ago.

“Fine. Wipe the spoon with a tissue.” Ye Xiaoyang stopped teasing her, afraid she would get so shy she would push him away and run.

Although he said that with his mouth, when Ye Xiaoyang saw Luo Yi really pull out a tissue and wipe the spoon inside and out until it shone, his heart still felt a tiny bit lost.

Sure enough she disliked him. Ying.

Luo Yi didn’t eat much. She was full after only a little.

She also didn’t dare linger at his seat. Looking at the time, classmates would probably come back soon.

She tidied the lunchbox for Ye Xiaoyang and went back to her seat to do homework.

For the next few days, Luo Yi fed him every day.

Ye Xiaoyang was also strange. After fracturing his right hand he could take care of everything else himself. Only eating he couldn’t manage.

Luo Yi even wanted to suggest Auntie Ji Shu prepare him a huge bun at night, so he wouldn’t insist she feed him.

That night, Luo Yi came back with the heated meal and found that besides Ye Xiaoyang, Chen Shuang was also in the classroom.

Luo Yi had only used ten minutes to get from the cafeteria back to the classroom. If Chen Shuang had gone to eat, she absolutely wouldn’t have come back earlier than her.

That meant Chen Shuang hadn’t gone to eat dinner at all.

Luo Yi looked at the lunchbox and thought she couldn’t feed Ye Xiaoyang now.

With someone present, it really wasn’t convenient.

She set the lunchbox on Ye Xiaoyang’s desk, opened it for him, and said, “It’s heated. Eat it yourself.”

Ye Xiaoyang knew Luo Yi’s concern and didn’t say more. He took the spoon and started eating.

Luo Yi: “…”

He really had done it on purpose. He used the spoon extremely skillfully. She dared say even his right hand wouldn’t have any advantage over his left hand in using a spoon.

But what could she say? Who told him to be fractured? She had to indulge him.

She had thought Chen Shuang was only skipping dinner for one day. Unexpectedly she didn’t go eat for two or three days in a row.

Ye Xiaoyang and Luo Yi’s little flirting game couldn’t continue. He even wanted to fork Chen Shuang out with a fork.

Before evening self-study started, Luo Yi muttered, “Ai. I noticed Chen Shuang hasn’t gone to eat dinner for several days. Isn’t she hungry?”

Qian Jiayun looked toward Chen Shuang. She was bent over her desk studying.

“I guess the monthly exam is coming. She’s putting in effort to study,” Qian Jiayun said.

“She still can’t skip meals,” Luo Yi didn’t understand.

“You don’t know. Chen Shuang has been pressed down by Ye Xiaoyang for so long. This time Ye Xiaoyang can’t take the exam. She definitely has to seize the chance to get grade first,” Qian Jiayun said, unsurprised. The effort Chen Shuang put into studying made people look at her differently.

So Chen Shuang was one of those top students they had said were rubbing their hands and planning to take grade first. Luo Yi understood.

If it were her, she definitely wouldn’t skip dinner to race against time studying. Chen Shuang’s behavior, Luo Yi also couldn’t evaluate, because she really was too hardworking.

Luo Yi casually mentioned this to Ye Xiaoyang on QQ.

[Romantic: She’s really so hardworking. I don’t even know how I’ll do on the monthly exam…]

[One Leaf Book: .]

So because of this she holed up in the classroom every day and didn’t go out to eat, disturbing his dates and flirting with his little rabbit?

How could this be endured?

[One Leaf Book: She wants grade first? Don’t even think about it.]

[Romantic: ?]

[One Leaf Book: I’m taking the monthly exam.]

[Romantic: Your hand…]

[One Leaf Book: My left hand can still be used.]

If he didn’t show them some color, they wouldn’t know the throne of grade first was surnamed Ye?