The next morning.

Chen Tinghan seemed to have had a dream, in which everything he experienced was fake, just like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly. The so-called rebirth to make up for regrets and save the tragedy was nothing but a sad delusion created by him before his death.

The bullet passed through his head, which should have caused him to die without any pain, but now it made him feel phantom pain in his sleep.

Make him sweat, make him panic, and then suddenly wake up at some point.

Chen Tinghan was sweating profusely, his body sticky and greasy, and he was still covered with a quilt... a quilt? Although it was already late autumn, his room faced west, with no ventilation or heat dissipation. The temperature difference between the room and the living room was like two worlds apart. He usually slept with a fan on at night, and at most covered with an air-conditioning quilt. Why would he cover himself with the quilt that had been on the windowsill since last winter?

Feeling a little strange, Chen Tinghan didn't plan to continue covering himself with this annoying quilt, so he kicked it away.

...Then he leaned his neck forward, rubbed his eyes, pulled the quilt back and covered himself with it again.

"What's going on? This quilt is very heavy and stuffy." The girl's muffled voice came from under the quilt, making Chen Tinghan frown in pain, feeling as if the sky was about to fall.

This is his home, and his parents, Lao Chen and Lao Cheng are all here.

Then his little cutie appeared in his bed, and it was hard not to suspect that this was a dream.

Chen Tinghan lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing the upper half of Li Zishan's head. Her soft eyes blinked as she said, "Your parents went out. I watched them leave the community, and then I used the spare key you gave me to come in."

"And then you crawled into my bed." Chen Tinghan rolled his eyes and said, "You're just a little girl, can you be a little more reserved?"

"Reserved." Li Zishan suddenly said meaningfully, "Is Senior Elf really reserved?"

"?" A question mark popped up in Chen Tinghan's mind. Before he could ask, Li Zishan handed him a cell phone with a photo on it. In the photo, he was lying between Wang Jinling's legs, and her free hand was placed in a very, very dangerous place.

"Hiss." Chen Tinghan took a breath and then fell into deep silence.

Wang Jinling, this crazy woman!

Facing Li Zishan's clear eyes, Chen Tinghan couldn't say a word. It was obvious that the girl knew what kind of character he was. If she didn't force him now, he would definitely act stupid and make jokes later.

So she struggled to put the thick quilt back on Chen Tinghan's face. Li Zishan emerged from it like a fish and faced Chen Tinghan, who was half leaning against the head of the bed.

She looked as if she were admiring the paintings she had drawn, feeling both satisfied and shy. Then she said, "My aunt is quite talented. All her years of crafting knockoff clothes paid off. Her haircuts are even better than a professional stylist's."

"What fake clothes? If Sister You hears this, she'll hit you on the head again." Chen Tinghan smiled and coughed twice, then said, "Let me get up first."

Li Zishan remained unmoved and continued to herself, "You know, after the sports meet last night, a lot of girls were asking for your contact information, from senior high school students to freshmen. Although many of them wanted to read gossip, there were also many who wanted to pursue you."

"How could I possibly be that charming?" Chen Tinghan said with a wry smile. "It's probably all a joke. Even if I do have any, it's just me showing off during group activities when the atmosphere is high. Don't take it seriously."

"Well, there's someone in our class who confessed to you in the group." Li Zishan pouted and pursued relentlessly.

Chen Tinghan couldn't possibly continue this unfortunate conversation. He coughed twice and said, "It's probably because our teacher gave them too little homework."

"So, what about Wang Jinling?"

Li Zishan delivered a fatal blow, piercing Chen Tinghan's iron mouth, causing him to utter a sound: "Well, I was asleep at the time, we really didn't do anything..."

His voice gradually faded until it was completely silent. After a long silence, Chen Tinghan said with a mixture of guilt and gratitude, "I'm very grateful for the stage you prepared for me, but I have nothing to repay you with, and I'm also... avoiding you."

"I know you're a bad guy, and I also know you have Wang Jinling in your heart." Li Zishan suddenly buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "That's why I'm trying so hard. Let me ask you, have I driven her out of your heart at all?"

Chen Tinghan was silent again. After a long moment, he said calmly and firmly, "I can't promise you anything because that would be irresponsible and would hurt you. The only thing I can guarantee is what I accidentally told you when I was in your aunt's car:

You are more important than my life."

Li Zishan suddenly raised her head, her face and eyes filled with joy. She said, "I know, so it doesn't matter if you lie to me. I'm not as smart as Wang Jinling anyway, so I won't be able to detect it."

If Wang Jinling were here, she would definitely think that the remarks she made to Li Zishan couldn't be more appropriate. She knew Chen Tinghan's character too well, and knew exactly what methods to use to stimulate his desire to protect her and how to make him feel guilty.

For example, now, after hearing these considerate words, the guilt in Chen Tinghan's heart is almost beyond words.

However, the offensive was not over yet. She put her face close to Chen Tinghan's neck, sniffed it with her little nose, and then giggled and said, "You're sweating all over. It stinks."

Chen Tinghan held her in his arms. Her hair ruffled his cheeks, making his skin itchy, and his heart began to beat rapidly.

Although she was very proactive and "crazy", Chen Tinghan still remained rational and restrained, because Li Zishan in his arms was trembling slightly. This series of actions had exhausted all her courage. In fact, she was not prepared at all for matters between men and women.

The hug was restrained and warm, as if the hot air settling in the house did not exist.

After a while, Li Zishan finally couldn't stand it anymore. She jumped up from Chen Tinghan and cursed softly, "You keep rubbing my thigh. It's so annoying!"

Chen Tinghan's face shrank into a bitter melon. This girl was really mean! Did she know that adolescent boys' consciousness and body were in conflict with each other? It was remarkable that he, a reliable adult, could control his distance and not touch her!

After Li Zishan finished cursing and felt satisfied, she suddenly made a comeback, turned around like a dragonfly touching the water, and her lips lightly touched his, then she ran out of the room in a panic.