Don't underestimate the poor and elderly; I was thrilled to refuse the class beauty's adva

Shen Zhiyi's fingers were still pressed against Zhang Yifan's Adam's apple.

After a brief period of malfunction, her brain finally rebooted.

The warmth from his fingertips, the slight undulation of his skin, and the sensation of his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed.

She abruptly pulled her hand back, as if she had been burned.

"sorry."

Her voice stammered, and her face was turning red at a visible speed, the foundation barely covering it.

"I...I didn't mean to."

Zhang Yifan cleared his throat, put the English reading comprehension book in his hand on the coffee table, and tried to make his voice sound as steady as possible.

But the blush on the back of his ears betrayed him.

"It's okay...actually...I don't mind."

Shen Zhiyi's mind went blank again.

Not averse to it? What does it mean to not be averse to it?

She glanced up at him furtively and found that he was looking at her too.

Their eyes met briefly in the air, then looked away simultaneously, only to look back at the same time.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Yifan's heart skipped a beat.

He himself didn't know what was wrong with him.

At this moment, Shen Zhiyi sat in front of him, her face so red that even her foundation couldn't cover it, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips were pursed slightly due to nervousness.

He suddenly felt an urge to get closer to her.

He leaned forward uncontrollably.

Shen Zhiyi did not back away.

She slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes still trembling slightly.

Zhang Yifan could smell the shampoo in her hair; it was faint, like the wind in a bamboo forest after the rain.

The distance between him and her was less than a hand's breadth.

My phone rang...

Zhang Yifan froze.

Shen Zhiyi's eyes also suddenly opened.

The two people sprang back simultaneously, each retreating to one end of the sofa, their movements so swift that it was as if nothing had happened in those few seconds.

Zhang Yifan took out his phone, and the screen clearly showed that the caller was Zong Wen.

He took a deep breath, unsure whether he felt relieved or annoyed, and pressed the answer button.

"Brother Fan! I need to tell you something! Please don't get excited!"

Zong Wen's voice boomed from the receiver, speaking at an astonishing speed, as if it were playing at double speed.

"Tang Xiaonuan definitely likes me!"

Do you know what we've been doing since the exam?

We chatted on WeChat the whole time! We chatted for a whole afternoon!

She has endless topics to talk about! If she didn't like me, how could she have talked to me for so long!

Zhang Yifan's lips twitched slightly.

Is it possible that you two have similar symptoms?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Zongwen's voice grew even louder.

"As a dating expert, I know exactly what I'm doing! Tang Xiaonuan definitely likes me!"

She just sent me an emoji. Do you know what it is?

It's a meme of a kitten making a heart shape with its hands! She even made a heart shape with her hands for me!

When do you think is the best time for me to confess my feelings? Would it be too hasty to confess after my last exam?

Should we wait until the results are released? The day the results are released will be more memorable.

No, what if she confesses to me first?

If she confesses her feelings to me, what should I say? Should I pretend to be calm and say, "I like you too," or should I act surprised and delighted?

"Whatever makes you happy..."

After Zhang Yifan finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Zong Wen's reaction and placed the phone screen-down on the coffee table.

He leaned back on the sofa, unconsciously rubbing his temples with his fingers.

He was both annoyed that Zongwen's call came at such an inopportune time and relieved that it came just in time.

He was forced to confront a very real question: Did Shen Zhiyi close her eyes just now because she genuinely liked him, or because he suddenly gained ten points of charm?

After his IQ increased by ten last time, even his problem-solving approach became much clearer.

Will the +10 Charm buff this time also have such an immediate effect?

If it's the latter, then her feelings for him were actually fueled by attribute bonuses, so his taking advantage of her vulnerability now is a bit beastly.

What he wanted was a Shen Zhiyi who truly liked Zhang Yifan as a person, not a Shen Zhiyi whose judgment was interfered with by the system's attributes.

After the phone call ended, the living room suddenly fell silent.

That phone call was like a bucket of cold water, completely extinguishing the romantic atmosphere between the two of them.

Shen Zhiyi sat at the other end of the sofa, head down, inwardly screaming like a groundhog.

What on earth is she doing?! Will he think she's frivolous?! Aaaaaah!!!

The blush on her face didn't fade; in fact, it became even more pronounced.

She stood up, trying to maintain her usual calmness in her voice, but the last syllable still trembled slightly.

"I'm leaving now. Good luck on your exam tomorrow."

Zhang Yifan also stood up and nodded: "Okay."

Shen Zhiyi walked to the entrance and bent down to change her shoes.

Zhang Yifan stood beside the sofa, watching her back as she squatted in front of the shoe cabinet, his heart churning with many thoughts.

He wanted to say, "You guessed the Chinese composition topic perfectly," he wanted to say, "You look beautiful playing the piano," he wanted to say, "I really want to see you," but in the end, only one sentence came out:

"Shen Zhiyi".

She turned around.

"I want to apply to the same university as you."

Shen Zhiyi's hand stopped on the doorknob.

She turned around, looked at Zhang Yifan, and stared at him for a long while.

Then she laughed, her eyes practically sparkling.

Her eyes curved into two crescent moons, and the corners of her mouth turned up, a smile she couldn't suppress.

"it is good."

She opened the door and went out, gently closing it behind her.

With a click, the door lock engaged.

She stood under the porch, the night breeze blowing by. She raised her hand to touch her face and found herself smiling.

The motion-sensor light in the porch dimmed, then came back on when she lightly jumped.

She didn't know why she jumped, she just felt like jumping.

She took a deep breath and tried to press the corners of her mouth down, but she couldn't.

She quickened her pace toward home, the ends of her hair swaying gently in the night.

In the Shen family's living room, Shen Chuan sat on the sofa, his teacup already refilled three times.

He stood up three times, but Lu Wanqing pulled him back down each time.

This time he didn't care anymore. He slapped the sofa armrest, stood up, and his voice was full of an old father's last stubbornness.

"No! I'm still not at ease! I'm going out to see what kind of classmate could get Yiyi to put on makeup and go out!"

Before he could finish speaking, the door was opened from the outside.

Shen Zhiyi stood at the door, a smile still lingering on her face, a curve of her lips that her father had probably never seen before.

She saw Shen Chuan and Lu Wanqing sitting in the living room, smiled at them, and naturally changed her shoes, walked through the living room, opened her bedroom door, and closed it.

He only said two words from beginning to end: "Dad, Mom".

The bedroom door closed gently, leaving Shen Chuan and Lu Wanqing staring at each other.

Shen Chuan slowly sat back on the sofa, his expression as if he had been frozen in place.