I'm Numb! Stop Spoiling the Slow-Burning Top Student!

In this prime of youth, Qian Xi does not regret meeting Chen Wenzhi at all.

The heartless top student x the dedicated, shy little sweetheart.

In the past, it seemed he never cared about...

Chapter Twenty-Three Hesitation

Chen Wenzhi glanced at the address Ren Yi had sent; it was upstairs.

But he didn't want to go.

So, without hesitation, I sent a message: Something came up, I can't go eat cake.

The reply came instantly: "You won't make it in time. We've already started eating. Chen Yun is asleep. We're going to take her back first."

Chen Wenzhi paused for a moment, put away his phone, and looked up to find Ying Qian's location.

Not far away, Ying Qian looked left and right at the glass door, still very sad, and kept wailing, "My white dress! I should never have worn a white dress!"

She was completely unaware that she wasn't going to eat the cake, and turned around to urge Chen Wenzhi, who was standing in the distance, "Hey, if you don't hurry up, you won't get any cake!"

His eyes were tender and gentle, and his voice was soft: "I don't like sweets."

In the vast shopping mall, amidst the surging crowds and surrounding noise, Ying Qian could not hear his gentle voice at all.

"Then you might as well not go!" Ying Qian turned her head and snorted.

Chen Wenzhi assumed she didn't have an address either, and said slowly, "Indeed, I'm not going. I'll just make up some excuse."

“…You!” Ying Qian’s eyes widened in disbelief as she pointed a finger at his face, launching a silent attack with her gaze.

She was practically spitting fire, and angrily asked, "How could you do this without my permission! We're two people! A team!"

Oh no, Shen Yun will be heartbroken!

For a moment, Ying Qian even had the urge to kill Chen Wenzhi.

But, upon closer reflection, how could I bear to part with it?

Ying Qian's eyes were red at this moment. She was both angry and anxious, but she couldn't do anything to Chen Wenzhi!

Chen Wenzhi smiled helplessly and took her outstretched finger: "Chen Yun is asleep and has gone home, so don't worry."

"..." She was stunned.

The resentment and anger vanished instantly.

She stared intently into Chen Wenzhi's unfathomable eyes, and complained to him irritably, "You didn't explain it clearly!"

After speaking, she looked away, but then felt lost and unsure where to look.

Now, a hint of ambiguity hangs in the air.

Chen Wenzhi squinted, his eyes deep and unwavering behind his clean glasses.

It was as if the world had stopped, and there was no sound.

Only his gaze lingered, as if he wanted to hold her and entangle her forever.

Ying Qianxin suddenly panicked, quickly pulled her finger out, and then turned her back to continue looking at the glass.

Chen Wenzhi slowly walked behind her. The glass blurred their figures. He said, "It's impolite to point at someone."

"I understand..." She lowered her head, feeling the refreshing minty scent approaching from behind. Today, he had a slightly creamy, ice cream cake scent.

It made him seem even sweeter.

Ying Qian felt her face was burning hot, and she felt like she could pinch it until it bled!

She's shy!

Chen Wenzhi felt inexplicably smug, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

"So what do we do next..." she asked softly.

Chen Wenzhi immediately stopped smiling, put his hands behind his back, and became as serious as could be. "Whatever you want, wander around."

Ying Qian rolled her eyes at him.

Every now and then, girls would cast admiring glances at Chen Wenzhi. Ying Qian would notice each time and tease him, deliberately exclaiming loudly that he was "so lucky with girls"!

Chen Wenzhi, of course, didn't mind at all; on the contrary, he liked her that way.

Seeing that he wasn't angry about it, Ying Qian stopped talking about it.

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The group on the other side had already finished their cake; there was one and a half layers left on the three-tiered cake.

Feeling it was too wasteful, Chen Chang kindly shared the food with a few of his brothers and gave it to the cleaning lady in the mall.

After cutting the cake, someone patted him on the shoulder. "Chen Chang, I'll take Chen Yun home. You take them to play escape room games." Ren Yi volunteered.

His expression was extremely serious. He hesitated for a few seconds before reluctantly agreeing!

Ren Yi picked up the petite and adorable girl on the sofa and carried her horizontally. Although Ren Yi had dated many girlfriends, it was undeniable that he didn't know how to hug girls.

To put it bluntly, it's like carrying sacks of grain.

The worst part is that he himself is unaware of it.

He was a tall man, 1.8 meters, nestled in his arms, looking like a BJD doll, exquisite and beautiful, just short of having the words "fragile" written on it.

This little girl is Chen Chang's precious darling.

Chen Yun was sleeping very soundly; no matter how much noise was made, he showed no sign of waking up.

As soon as I stepped out of the mall, the cold wind seeped into my clothes.

Ren Yi shivered and cursed, "Damn, it's so cold..." Moreover, he could clearly feel the person in his arms shrink back.

He glanced down and saw that Shen Yun's face was pale from the cold. He quickly took off his coat and wrapped Shen Yun in it, then hugged him even tighter.

That should probably make things a little better.

He didn't know if Shen Yun was still cold, but he figured he'd catch a cold after this trip.

Dark clouds rolled in.

When I got home, the house was dark, and the whole world looked like it was covered in a mosaic.

Ren Yi held Chen Yun in one hand and turned on the light with the other.

It's finally bright and airy.

He vaguely sensed that Shen Yun had woken up, but she seemed unwilling to open her eyes.

He settled Chen Yun on her own bed, took off her shoes, and covered her with a blanket.

Is there anything else we need to do?

Ren Yi thought for a while.

Whatever!

Anyway, mission accomplished.

He didn't want anyone to find out that he was afraid to play escape room games; that would be too embarrassing.

Oh right, I hope Shen Chang doesn't think he has a crush on his sister? Oh no, then I'll have to explain for ages.

As he was thinking, he turned off the light and closed the door.

In the dark room, only a small figure was curled up in the corner of the bed, sobbing softly...

Ren Yi stood in the stairwell, silent and serene, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He hesitated, lost in thought about the sight of his brothers in the swirling smoke. He could still clearly recall the loud screams of the girls around them.

In the end, Ren Yi still threw the pack of cigarettes into the trash can.

The hallway was quiet and deserted.