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【Saw a super handsome guy at the school gate at noon today! Does anyone know him! Please help identify! Anonymous anonymous anonymous thank-you wall～】

Comment 1: 【Isn’t this that very popular looks blogger on Douyin, sandman?】

Comment 2: 【Holy crap I follow him on Douyin. Damn, I always thought he looked that handsome in videos because of lighting and filters. Didn’t expect he actually looks like this in real life?】

Comment 3: 【Ah, he’s actually from our school?】

Comment 4: 【At a glance, no. He isn’t wearing a school uniform, and doesn’t his bio say he’s from Institute of Technology? Probably here to find someone at our school.】

Comment 5: 【His girlfriend is at our school?】

Comment 6: 【Isn’t he single?】

Comment 7: 【Nowadays nine out of ten looks bloggers set up a single-persona, okay. Whether he’s single or not, how would we netizens know.】

Comment 8: 【So handsome, kind of gives off a Korean manhwa male lead vibe.】

Comment 9: 【Don’t know who would win if bjx stood next to him.】

At that time, Xiang Di used her alt account to reply under this comment:

【It must be bjx, okay? Can our school heartthrob lose to a mere internet celebrity? If bjx became an internet celebrity, he would definitely be way more popular than sandman, okay?】

With the tone of a die-hard solo fan, and her comment even received quite a few likes.

Later, someone brought up the mixed-blood boy who had newly transferred into the third-year grade. Most people knew there was such a person in grade twelve, but didn’t yet know his name.

The comment section was full of analyses—comparing facial features, then height, then temperament. When Xiang Di saw someone say that Xiang Sheng was actually more handsome than both Bai Jiangxin and Zhou Linxiao, she only wanted to sneer. Brain-dead fan. This was definitely a brain-dead fan. Otherwise, how could they be blinded by trash like Xiang Sheng.

Although she crazily belittled Xiang Sheng in the confession wall comments for Bai Jiangxin’s sake, when people said Xiang Sheng was handsome, she still felt a tiny bit proud inside.

Of course, she would absolutely never tell Xiang Sheng. She didn’t want him to get too smug.

Outside the door, Xiang Sheng shouted for a long time with no response. He directly threatened, “Dead girl pretending to be dead, huh? Fine. In a while, when you guys in grade twelve have a parents’ meeting and Mom and Dad don’t have time to go, all your classmates will think you’re an orphan. Don’t you dare beg me to go then.”

“……&*…*&*”

He said it as if he were the only one who could help her attend the parents’ meeting. Did he forget that she also had a little aunt she got along with best?

Xiang Di put on her earphones, blocking out Xiang Sheng’s broken-defense rant, and made a video call to her aunt.

As soon as the video connected, Xiang Di immediately stood farther away from the phone, letting her aunt see her outfit.

Before she even asked, her aunt directly said, “Yo, where did this pretty girl come from?”

Someone who studies art definitely wouldn’t have bad aesthetic sense. Xiang Di’s aunt herself dressed very well—model-like figure, large striking features, glamorous face, even bare-faced she came with a heavy-makeup filter. If one really had to talk about aesthetics, how could Xiang Sheng, a mere internet celebrity, possibly compare to Aunt Luo Yayi, who graduated from a professional art academy.

Luo Yayi then gave Xiang Di some small suggestions on styling. Sometimes a good outfit really depended on these little accessory touches.

Following her aunt’s guidance, Xiang Di looked at herself in the video and suddenly hesitated again. “Isn’t this a bit exaggerated?”

“Not exaggerated. Normal going-out outfit,” her aunt said.

“But I’m not going out. Tomorrow I’m just going downstairs…”

“Then why did you look for me to guide you? Going downstairs to throw trash and bump into your ex-boyfriend?”

“……I don’t have an ex-boyfriend.”

“If there’s no ex-boyfriend, then it’s a crush?”

Truly a life-experienced adult—straight to the point.

Seeing Xiang Di fall silent, her aunt suddenly asked, “Zhishu-jun?”

This “Zhishu-jun” secret, Xiang Di had only ever told her aunt. And even then, she hadn’t said it clearly. Back when she had just started first year of high school, she had casually mentioned to her aunt that there was a boy in her grade who was very handsome and smart, basically a real-life version of Zhishu-jun.

She had only said that much, thinking there were no loopholes. But what kind of person was Aunt Luo Yayi? Rich in experience, watched countless idol dramas—she guessed it right away.

Her aunt knew that this “Zhishu-jun” was a young girl’s secret feelings, so she never asked in detail and just kept using “Zhishu-jun” as a substitute name.

Xiang Di asked softly, “Auntie, do you think I look too exaggerated in front of him like this? Will he be able to tell that I dressed up deliberately for him?”

Auntie: “So you mean you don’t want him to tell that you dressed up?”

“No, I just want…” Xiang Di spoke haltingly, “When he thinks I didn’t dress up, to accidentally… amaze him a little, like that…”

Her aunt laughed twice. “You’re very scheming.”

Xiang Di didn’t deny it.

After all, when you like someone, care about someone, and want that person to see you, you’ll have these so-called “schemes.”

─── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ───

The next day was Sunday. Early in the morning, Xiang Di didn’t sleep in. She even got up very early, took a shower, changed clothes, took out the tone-up cream that thankfully hadn’t expired yet, and applied it to her face.

Finally, she applied a tone-up lipstick, making sure her face looked very natural, with no trace of makeup at all. Only then did she feel at ease, doing exam papers while quietly waiting for Bai Jiangxin to send a message.

She waited like this until almost ten o’clock. The cream puffs downstairs were about to come out of the oven, and the phone screen beside her lit up.

She quickly picked it up. Thankfully, it wasn’t a false alarm. It was a message from Bai Jiangxin.

Bai Jiangxin: 【I’m almost there.】

Replying instantly would make it seem too proactive. Xiang Di counted one minute in her heart before replying: 【Okay, then I’ll come down now.】

Bai Jiangxin: 【Mm.】

Fortunately, Xiang Sheng had stayed up late again last night and was still sleeping in his room at this time. Xiang Di came out very easily.

This was the first time she was meeting Bai Jiangxin wearing casual clothes. Yesterday she and her aunt had discussed for a long time how to dress so that it would be both natural and eye-catching, and only then came up with this outfit.

At school she always tied up her hair, so her aunt suggested letting her hair down, which would give boys a different feeling. Also, school uniform sizes were all on the larger side and couldn’t show one’s figure, so her aunt suggested wearing something slightly more fitted.

As for other adornments, none were needed. A face like a lotus just emerged from water, a head of smooth long hair, a slender and delicate figure— for an eighteen-year-old girl, that was enough.

Xiang Di stood outside the gate of her residential complex. She guessed Bai Jiangxin would probably take a taxi, so she kept watching all kinds of cars by the roadside.

Until someone beside her asked, “What are you looking at?”

At the moment she turned her head, her loose hair was blown by the wind and stuck disobediently to her face, but she quickly tucked it behind her ear, then smiled at him.

Bai Jiangxin froze for a moment, lowered his eyes, avoided her face, and then saw her outfit today.

She wasn’t wearing the school uniform.

He pressed his lips together and didn’t say anything.

And Xiang Di also froze at the instant she saw Bai Jiangxin.

He hadn’t come by taxi, but instead… had ridden an electric scooter over.

“……”

Would someone whose family had a Rolls-Royce also ride a little electric scooter?

A question popped into Xiang Di’s mind. But then she looked more carefully at him in his all-black lazy casual wear—loose hoodie paired with casual pants, one hand resting on the handlebar, long legs planted on the ground supporting the scooter. Because he had ridden over, he was wearing a cap, only revealing a fair and handsome face.

It proved that whether a person is handsome or not really has nothing to do with what kind of vehicle they drive.

Oh heavens, so happy. To think she could see Bai Jiangxin wearing casual clothes and riding a little electric scooter in this lifetime.

Xiang Di forcibly suppressed the crazy fluttering in her heart and said, “……I thought you would take a taxi, so I was looking at cars.”

“Traffic is bad on weekends. Riding an electric one is more convenient.” Bai Jiangxin said. “Can you park at the entrance of your complex?”

“Oh, there are parking spots for electric scooters over there. Not far. You can temporarily park there, and even charge it while you’re at it. I’ll take you there.”

After saying that, Xiang Di hurried to walk in front of him, preparing to lead the way.

Feeling embarrassed to let Bai Jiangxin push the scooter and walk, and wanting to walk in front of him, she could only quicken her pace. At this moment, Bai Jiangxin suddenly said, “Get on.”

Get on? Get on where? On him?

Xiang Di almost blurted it out. Fortunately, she wasn’t that irrational. She quickly realized Bai Jiangxin meant for her to get on the scooter so she could guide him.

Xiang Di was wearing a skirt. Luckily the skirt was relatively long, so she could sit sideways. But sitting sideways had a downside—she could easily lose her balance.

After the scooter moved forward a few meters, Bai Jiangxin felt her center of gravity swaying nonstop. And she would rather grab the back of the scooter than grab him.

Bai Jiangxin stopped and said, “Hold onto me.”

Grab? Grab where? Grab down there?

Xiang Di really admired her own brain full of yellow waste. She said “oh,” and cautiously grabbed the hem of his hoodie, but only dared to grab a tiny bit.

Even Bai Jiangxin was a bit speechless. “Grabbing like that is the same as not grabbing at all. Hold steady.”

Xiang Di said, “Uh, I’m afraid I’ll wrinkle your clothes.”

After all, the hoodie he was wearing looked quite expensive. The logo seemed to be some kind of luxury brand? Anyway, she had seen clothes from this brand in Xiang Sheng’s shopping cart before—expensive as hell—so Xiang Sheng had never been willing to place the order.

Bai Jiangxin was silent for a few seconds. Then he said, “…Then just hold onto me.”

Hold, hold, hold…!

Xiang Di looked in disbelief at his waist area.

She carefully extended both hands, treating it like a rare treasure, and gently wrapped them around him—but only dared to wrap them, not daring to press her body against his at all.

Bai Jiangxin lowered his head and looked at the pair of small hands clasped tightly around his waist.

Useless. His hoodie was relatively thick, and she also hadn’t dared to hold him tightly.

Forget it.

He withdrew his gaze and rode forward to park. When they reached an intersection on a small road, a speed bump had been set there to prevent accidents. He slowed down and rode over it, but the little scooter still jolted.

Xiang Di, who had been spacing out, didn’t notice at all. She was startled, thinking she was about to fall, and instinctively tightened her arms, pressing close to him.

The hand holding the handlebar also tightened instantly. Bai Jiangxin’s pupils widened slightly. He completely froze.

【Help, oh heavens, my husband’s waist is way too firm and slim, not a single bit of extra flesh. My arms are so short yet I can still fully wrap around him with room to spare. This is totally a male-dog waist. Ssshh ssshh, I’m going to drool.】

【I don’t even dare imagine how fierce and strong this waist would be on a bed. Guna la Dark God, wuhula hu! Male-dog waist transformation, electric small motor starting, tututut——】

Before the small motor could finish tututing, Xiang Di was frightened by the speed bump, and the inner monologue abruptly stopped.

She also quickly realized that her face and chest had accidentally pressed against Bai Jiangxin’s back, and hurriedly leaned away.

Bai Jiangxin: “……”

So increasing the area of physical contact really does work.

Long-missed husband, long-missed tiger-wolf words. One day without hearing them feels like three autumns apart. Truly wasted on someone’s pure and lovely outfit today.

A marmot is indeed still a marmot.

Just these two short inner thoughts, he would need to use a lifetime to heal from them.

Author’s note:

When you can’t hear it, you start thinking about it; when you hear it, you complain it’s too yellow. Stop pretending, actually you’re very happy. 🙄

I know many big-yellow girls already understand my intention. The setups later on will all be useful. Just wait.