Chapter 18 Seducing the Cold Dormitory Head (18)

Everything that happened that day seemed like a dream. Han Shuo and Li Ziyan tacitly kept silent about it, but occasionally when their eyes met, they could feel a tacit understanding.

Han Shuo still came to Li Ziyan's house to help her with physics, as if it had become an integral part of their lives. Physics study sessions were set at a fixed time. Li Ziyan would prepare fruit and juice before Han Shuo arrived, and Han Shuo had grown accustomed to gradually closing the gap between them during the study sessions. Afterward, the two of them would cook and eat together, their routines as familiar as those of a long-married couple.

The only thing that had changed was Li Hao's attitude. Ever since the truth or dare game at his birthday party, he felt like he'd been enlightened, yet also like a hazy veil had covered him, making it difficult for him to see through the current situation.

Torn between his feelings for Li Ziyan and his desire for her, and his desire for her to be in love with him, Li Hao decisively chose to escape. Furthermore, whenever he thought of Li Ziyan, he would also think of Han Shuo, and Han Shuo's complex gaze and actions, which he dared not dwell on.

This continued until after school started. The boys gave Li Ziyan hugs and high-fives, acting like good brothers, affectionately calling him "little wife." Han Shuo sat nearby, watching them happily exchange pleasantries, his eyes always fixed on the contact between them and Li Ziyan.

When school started again, they were in the first semester of their senior year. It was autumn, and the city they lived in was particularly prone to rain in this season. The sky outside the window had become gloomy, and there were rumbling thunders. The students in the class were often attracted by the sounds outside the window and the sudden flashes of lightning.

Li Ziyan glanced out the window, then silently looked away, letting out a sigh of relief. Luckily, physical education class was over. If he had dared to leave during this class, he'd probably have been drenched in the rain halfway through.

Li Ziyan sighed inwardly, thankfully not having his physical education class taken away by the teacher in this world. His expression was relaxed, a hint of teasing. However, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his left hand rested on his abdomen under the desk.

"What's wrong?" A low voice came from the other side, with a little worry.

Li Ziyan turned his head and looked directly into Han Shuo's eyes. He shook his head in a soothing manner, then chuckled softly, "It's okay."

He didn't look fine at all. Li Ziyan took good care of his health and rarely got sick since coming to this world. This was the first time Han Shuo had seen him look pale. His left hand was resting on his abdomen, the movement gentle, more like a gentle massage.

"Stomachache?" Han Shuo tilted his head as if thinking of something. This afternoon, Li Ziyan had been summoned to the office as a representative for a previous competition. He was there to talk to the younger students about the competition, and he'd missed lunch. Han Shuo had also been summoned to the office at noon for some reason related to his admission. But he'd gone there after lunch, so he hadn't noticed.

Normally, skipping a meal occasionally wouldn't be a big deal, but they had just finished physical education class. Li Ziyan had even run a kilometer beside him, so it would be strange if he didn't have a stomachache.

Han Shuo frowned and glanced at the time. The class had only started about ten minutes ago, and he couldn't let Li Ziyan stand up like this.

"This theory is on the third line of the second paragraph on page 83. We... Han Shuo, is there anything wrong?" The teacher saw Han Shuo raising his hand and pushed his glasses. For a moment, he thought he had said something wrong.

"Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Okay, go ahead." The teacher wasn't so strict as to not allow students to go to the bathroom. He nodded and watched Han Shuo leave the class before continuing his explanation.

Li Ziyan looked at the empty space beside him and bit her lip. She didn't quite know what Han Shuo was going to do. She increased the strength of her hands a little and sighed in her heart.

He'd been thinking of being a gentle wife, but he hadn't expected his body to be unable to keep up. Standing his book upright, Li Ziyan slumped slightly over the table. Luckily, Han Shuo's physics tutoring during the holidays had been very effective, so he didn't need to listen now, and it wasn't a big deal.

About ten minutes later, Han Shuo came back leisurely from outside. The man didn't notice it, but Li Ziyan found that there was a layer of moisture on Han Shuo's coat. The moisture was not shallow, and it made people feel shiver. It was obvious that he was soaked.

"You went outside?" Li Ziyan opened his mouth slightly, a little shocked. Seeing the coldness coming from Han Shuo, his expression was not very good. He glanced at the teacher writing on the blackboard. Li Ziyan searched the desk in the classroom and took out a clean white towel. "Wipe it off quickly! You're soaked. Don't catch a cold."

Han Shuo took the towel silently, wiped the water droplets on his hands and forehead, then unzipped his school uniform. There was a large bag in his arms.

He rummaged around inside, took out a box of chocolate milk, inserted a straw, and handed it to Li Ziyan's mouth.

Li Ziyan's eyes widened slightly, not knowing what to say, but he subconsciously held onto the straw. With a deep sip, the warm milk with a faint chocolate flavor slid down his esophagus into his empty stomach, filling the emptiness caused by hunger and soothing the momentary pain in his stomach.

"Drink slowly and eat something after class."

Han Shuo put some of the things he bought into the desk, then took off his wet school uniform jacket, revealing his short-sleeved shirt with a darker hem.

Li Ziyan held a straw in his mouth, but his eyes were still looking at the person next to him. He held the chocolate milk in both hands, and a hint of complexity and freezing and thawing flashed in his eyes, but his fingers were trembling slightly.

There wasn't much in a box of chocolate milk, but Li Ziyan managed to drink it until the end of get out of class. As soon as the bell rang, Han Shuo took out the food he had prepared, including soft bread and baking soda biscuits.

"You can eat less cookies and have some porridge after school."

"Thank you..." Li Ziyan smiled and thanked him. The paleness on his face was replaced by a blush. He lowered his head, not letting Han Shuo see his eyes. "Why did you buy chocolate milk?"

"Don't you like it?"

"I like it." Li Ziyan held the milk carton in his hands and looked up at Han Shuo. The complicated emotions in his heart were probably only known to him. He reached out and hooked the back of Han Shuo's hand. Because they were holding the milk, the temperature difference between his warm fingers and Han Shuo's cold palm was so strong that it was like a small flame. "I just suddenly feel so lucky to have met someone as good as you."

"I don't know what kind of person will be able to be with you in the future." After saying that, Li Ziyan gently drew a circle on the back of Han Shuo's hand, just like a small hook, trying to hook away the person's soul.

Han Shuo's hands were still on his knees, but his eyes had become dim. He felt as if the small flame on the back of his hand was burning straight into his heart along his veins and blood vessels.