"Yes, we still have to thank Chen Le. It seems he knows a lot about this."

"Sure, invite him over for dinner sometime."

Chen Yu stood up and wanted to go upstairs. She lifted one foot and hopped to the top of the stairs. She held onto the handrail and jumped up the steps, almost losing her balance and falling. Shen Yan frowned and stepped forward to help Chen Yu.

Her face flushed instantly; she simply couldn't handle such close contact.

Shen Yan noticed something was wrong with her. "What's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little hot!"

"Does he have a fever? I'll go tell Uncle Kang and Aunt Yun."

"No! I'm just hot, I don't have a fever!"

In his haste, Chen Yu grabbed Shen Yan's sleeve, bringing the two closer together.

"Are you really okay? Your face is so red..."

"I...this weather is just too hot, hahaha."

As Chen Yu spoke, she fanned her cheek with her hand. Seeing that she insisted on saying this, Shen Yan did not force her to admit that she was sick. He helped her back to the room and thoughtfully turned on the air conditioner for her.

Shen Yan put down the remote control and stood in front of Chen Yu. "If you're not feeling well, just text me..."

"Okay, I got it. I'm going to sleep now!"

Chen Yu covered her face with the blanket, unable to face Shen Yan any longer. She didn't know whether to be happy that Shen Yan was such a straight man or to be angry.

If he was angry, he couldn't even tell that Chen Yu was shy; if he was happy, he couldn't tell that he hadn't embarrassed Chen Yu.

Chen Yu's mind was filled with the scene from just now. She couldn't stop thinking about it even if she closed her eyes. Her mind was like a replay of a memoir, with the scene from just now and her conversation with Shen Yan appearing over and over again.

To distract herself, Chen Yu took out her phone and scrolled through short videos before feeling sleepy. She eventually fell asleep while watching a TV series.

In the solemn room.

Sitting at his desk, Shen Yan put down his pen, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples. He began to recall Chen Yu's behavior just now. Was she really not sick? He felt that her blushing was a little strange.

The phone on the table vibrated. Shen Yan opened his eyes and picked it up. He thought it was a message from Chen Yu, but it turned out to be from Ma Qi in the next class.

[Ma Qi: Shen Yan, want to go out this afternoon?]

[Chen Yan: I'm not going, I still have to study.]