Shi Xi glanced at Song Guizhou. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a few drops of oil on the hem, probably from accidental splashes while cooking.
When he was getting his clothes, he noticed that there was indeed an apron that wasn't dry yet hanging on the balcony, which Song Guizhou must have just washed.
That makes sense.
"Okay, then you can change." Shi Xi said, about to leave Song Guizhou's room.
Just as I was about to close the door, Song Guizhou's voice sounded behind me—
\"etc.\"
Shi Xi turned around and looked at Song Guizhou with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong?"
Song Guizhou looked at Shi Xi.
"Xiao An, would you like some hot and sour shredded potatoes or just plain stir-fried potatoes?"
Shi Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for only a second, and then answered:
"Hot and sour shredded potatoes."
Song Guizhou's gaze fell on Shi Xi's relaxed body, and he slowly said, "Okay, then I'll make it spicy and sour."
Only after Shi Xi's figure had completely disappeared from sight did Song Guizhou walk to the bedside and open the bedside table.
—There are no signs of it being moved.
But he knew that Shi Xi had already discovered it.
...
Shi Xi returned to her room and absentmindedly changed her clothes.
I'm having a mental argument with a fennec fox.
Before he left, he asked Ganmaoling to bring the box back. Ganmaoling readily agreed, but when he went inside, he found nothing there.
"Where is it?"
"Didn't you say there was no problem?"
"You didn't even touch it, how can I hide it?" the fennec fox said, feeling wronged.
【qAq】
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Shi Xi lay on the bed and sighed helplessly.
Song Guizhou wasn't stupid. Shi Xi couldn't tell whether the other person changing clothes was just a coincidence or if they knew her intentions.
In any case, he cannot take any further action in the next two days.
If the cold medicine hadn't failed to evolve into a physical form, he would definitely have grabbed it by its big ears and questioned it.
With such fluffy big ears, it must be very convenient to lift them up.
[Simple] The fennec fox, brimming with confidence, came up with a great idea: [You can sleep with Song Guizhou tonight, and then go check it after he falls asleep.]
"..." Shi Xi paused for three seconds, then said, "Have you lost your mind?"
"What a terrible idea!"
[This is not a bad idea!] The fennec fox argued firmly, [I guarantee this method will definitely work!]
Seeing how confidently Ganmaoling was made, Shi Xi pondered for a moment and decided to trust it one more time.
Just as the decision was made, Song Guizhou's voice rang out from outside the door—
"Xiao An, come out for dinner."
Shi Xi responded and then went downstairs to eat.
After lunch, Shi Xi leaned back in her chair and watched Song Guizhou tidy up the dishes in the kitchen like a busy little bee.
It was only then that he realized the lights were on inside, even though it was daytime and it was still bright outside, so there was absolutely no need to turn them on.
He glanced over and realized that all the curtains were drawn.
What's going on with "???"?
Shi Xi looked completely bewildered.
"Why are you drawing the curtains in broad daylight?" Shi Xi asked Song Guizhou, puzzled.
Song Guizhou paused for a moment, then gave an embarrassed look. "I closed the curtains because I was afraid mosquitoes would come in."
Shi Xi frowned. "Let's keep it off; the electricity bill is quite expensive."
The electricity here is provided by lightning-type ability users; it's not free, and they have to pay for crystal cores every day.
More importantly, with the curtains drawn, even if Si Beiling is longing for his wife and wants to sneak a peek at Song Guizhou, he won't be able to see her.
Isn't this like flirting with a blind person?
"If you're worried about mosquitoes getting in, just close the window screen," Shi Xi said after thinking for a moment.
Song Guizhou didn't agree immediately. Instead, he glanced at Shi Xi before smiling and saying, "Okay, then we'll do it tonight."
Shi Xi thought about it and agreed. Everyone would be asleep by then, and Si Beiling probably wouldn't be sitting around watching them all day, so she agreed.
Then he stood up and went with Song Guizhou to draw back the curtains.
He can still help with this small matter.
As soon as the door opened, she saw Si Beiling standing on the balcony next door.
When Shi Xi saw him, Si Beiling was standing on the balcony smoking.
He leaned against the railing, looking down at the building next door, seemingly surprised that the curtains had suddenly been drawn open.
Remembering that Shi Xi couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes, she subconsciously tried to throw away the cigarette she was holding.
But realizing that Shi Xi couldn't smell it at this moment, he suddenly stopped.
Ha, so they were spying.
Shi Xi raised an eyebrow slightly as she watched him look guilty for being caught peeking at his sweetheart.
He thought to himself.
See? See? I opened the curtains so you could see.
Finally, Si Beiling composed himself, nodded to him as a greeting.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Song Guizhou behind Shi Xi.
Si Beiling frowned.
He could certainly guess that drawing back the curtains was Shi Xi's idea.
"Xiao An, I've opened all the curtains on the first floor."
As if unaware that Si Beiling was watching them, Song Guizhou walked up to Shi Xi and asked, "Should we open the second floor too?"
The second floor was a bedroom for two people, and Si Beiling didn't want to open the curtains there.
After all, they are not far from Sibei Ridge, so they are easily spotted.
Drawing back the curtains on the first floor was his biggest concession.
Shi Xi naturally understood Song Guizhou's meaning, and he waved his hand, "No need."
"Aren't you going out this afternoon?" He looked at Song Guizhou, pretending not to have noticed Si Beiling.
As one of the few healing-type ability users in the Wind Training Base, Song Guizhou is usually quite busy and should leave after lunch.
But he still shows no sign of leaving.
"I'll be resting this afternoon," Song Guizhou said, walking over to the sofa and sitting down.
Shi Xi frowned inwardly.
"..." He must have realized it.
After all, the box was locked with so many locks, so the contents must be very important to Song Guizhou.
"Xiao An?" Song Guizhou looked at Shi Xi, seemingly not understanding why he had been standing there.
Shi Xi glanced at Si Beiling outside and found that he had not left, but was openly looking at them.
Shi Xi was puzzled.
Isn't he afraid that Song Guizhou will find out?
Or perhaps... Song Guizhou had already discovered it, which is why he drew the curtains.
Si Beiling's expression was too open, and Shi Xi couldn't figure out what was going on.
He sighed silently to himself.
"..." Oh well, as long as the rich guy is happy.
Shi Xi walked to the sofa and saw Song Guizhou with his head down, carefully folding origami cranes.
Shi Xi narrowed her eyes.
He seems to have a habit of folding origami cranes every day.
"You like origami?" Shi Xi asked curiously, "Why do you only fold origami cranes and not anything else?"
\"dislike.\"
"Because all I know how to fold are origami cranes."
As Song Guizhou spoke, he swiftly folded a paper crane.
"Do you like it?" Song Guizhou moved closer to Shi Xi, handed the origami crane to Shi Xi's palm, and asked with a smile.
"?" Shi Xi asked in confusion.
Why fold it if you don't like it?
However, seeing that Song Guizhou didn't seem to intend to discuss it in detail, I didn't press him further.
"I like it." Shi Xi looked at the delicate origami crane in her hand and had to admit that Song Guizhou had folded it very beautifully.
...
As before, Song Guizhou folded only one origami crane before putting away the origami on the table.
Shi Xi was puzzled, but did not ask.
As if guessing what Shi Xi was thinking, Song Guizhou looked at Shi Xi.
"You must not be greedy."
He didn't explain who was being greedy or why they shouldn't be.
Shi Xi felt that Song Guizhou's words were more directed at himself than at him.
"Xiao An."
Seemingly a little sleepy, Song Guizhou buried her head in Shi Xi's neck, her voice filled with a drowsy, coquettish tone.
"Let me hold you for a while."
Hearing him say that, Shi Xi paused in her movement of pushing him away and looked down at Song Guizhou, who was resting with his eyes closed.
The other person looked exhausted, as if they hadn't slept well for a long time, with dark circles under their eyes.
It seemed as if the man was using him as a human-shaped body pillow, with most of his body pressed against him and his arms tightly wrapped around him.
"Just for a little while," he said to Song Guizhou.
Standing on the balcony, Si Beiling looked down at the scene below.
From his perspective, it was clear that the moment Song Guizhou leaned against Shi Xi, Shi Xi initially intended to leave, but then, for some reason, Song Guizhou said something that made her stay.
Song Guizhou appeared to be weak and clinging to Shi Xi, but in reality, she was holding her in her arms with both hands.
Si Beiling's gaze was too obvious for Shi Xi to ignore.
Thinking of Xue Yushang's words, Shi Xi turned her head to look at Si Beiling and suddenly mouthed:
"Brother Si, do you have a mirror at home?"
Fearing that Si Beiling wouldn't understand lip reading, he even gestured with his hand in front of him.
Si Beiling naturally understood Shi Xi's question, and even felt a strange sensation because of his words.
It was as if they shared a little secret at that moment.
His gaze fell on Shi Xi, and he slowly nodded.
Yes, there really is.
Shi Xi thought to herself, then gave Si Beiling an OK sign with satisfaction.
The hand on her waist tightened its grip, and Shi Xi hissed softly, frowning as she said to Song Guizhou, "Be gentle."
That's some force; even a body pillow shouldn't be used like that.
Song Guizhou was pushed away after resting for less than half an hour.
Shi Xi stood up, looked at the sleepy-eyed Song Guizhou, and said, "Go back to your room and sleep if you're tired."
"No need." Song Guizhou glanced at the empty balcony across the way and said to Shi Xi, "I'm rested."
...
Despite being told he was taking a break, people still came to Song Guizhou in the afternoon asking him to come and help with treatment.
"I'm so sorry." The person explained their purpose and sincerely expressed their apology.
Song Guizhou didn't answer immediately, but looked at Shi Xi, "Xiao An, do you want to come along?"
Shi Xi, of course, understood what he was thinking.
So he nodded in agreement.
When they arrived, Tang Jue happened to be there as well. He had just finished his treatment, pulled back the white curtain, and was about to leave when he saw Shi Xi sitting on a bench in the corridor.
While Song Guizhou was inside rescuing people, Shi Xi, having nothing to do, sat outside and took out the origami cranes from her pocket to fan their wings.
He was wearing a light-colored shirt that was a bit too big, and even though the top button was fastened, his delicate, fair collarbone was still visible.
"Brother Tang, aren't you leaving?" asked the superhuman who came with Tang Jue.
Upon hearing this, Shi Xi subconsciously looked up and saw Tang Jue say something to the other person before walking towards her.
"What are you doing here?" Tang Jue sat down next to Shi Xi.
Shi Xi briefly explained the situation to him.
Tang Jue looked at Shi Xi, suddenly smiled, and said with emotion, "You two really have a good relationship; you're inseparable wherever you go."
"Hmm," Shi Xi said, "mainly because Song Guizhou is quite clingy."
Shi Xi thought that Tang Jue would retort after hearing her words, but to her surprise, the next second she heard Tang Jue say—
\"Um.\"
"I can tell."
"..." Shi Xi thought she had misheard.
After all, in other people's eyes, it should be him, the sickly one, clinging to Song Guizhou.
"Si Beiling wasn't with you?" Tang Jue asked again.
"?" Shi Xi looked puzzled, not understanding why he suddenly mentioned Si Beiling.
Tang Jue glanced at Shi Xi's expression and guessed that he probably didn't know the news from the base, so he said:
"It is said that before his death, Elder Yu entrusted the training base to Si Beiling, hoping that on this condition he would... treat you well."
Tang Jue phrased it tactfully, but Shi Xi still sensed something was amiss.
\"ah?\"
But he still couldn't believe it and asked again, "What you mean is...?"
"It's exactly what you think."
"Impossible," Shi Xi said instinctively.
His father knew he had a boyfriend, so how could he possibly play matchmaker?
Tang Jue looked at Shi Xi.
If the news were false, Si Beiling would have clarified it long ago, but he didn't. From the moment Si Beiling took over the training base, he essentially tacitly acknowledged his relationship with Shi Xi.
Tang Jue even suspected that Si Beiling had leaked the news.
Shi Xi found it absurd and put the origami crane, whose wings were almost broken, into his pocket.
"How could Si Beiling possibly be interested in me?"
"This news is so fake, it's complete nonsense."
Shi Xi looked at Tang Jue, not expecting him to be so gossipy.
He narrowed his eyes and asked in a rising tone, "Brother Tang, you don't believe me, do you?"
Tang Jue: "..."
He wasn't at the base when Mr. Yu passed away, so he couldn't make a definitive conclusion about the situation.
In fact, he felt something was off when he first saw Shi Xi get into Si Beiling's car.
Everyone in the superpowered community knows that Si Beiling is a lone wolf and never rides with anyone else in his car.
But he insisted on letting Shi Xi get into his car.
Even if the information was wrong, and Si Beiling was really just looking after Shi Xi, he could have easily found a car for Shi Xi and the others separately.
"You should ask Si Beiling about this," Tang Jueshi said after a moment of silence.
"Okay," Shi Xi said. "I'll ask about it later."
Just then, Shi Xi saw a familiar face walk out of the treatment room, and he immediately stood up.
"Where are you going?" Tang Jue asked, looking at him.
"Seeing an old classmate," Shi Xi said.
Tang Jue followed his gaze and saw Wang Ke. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he did not follow.
Shi Xi walked up to Wang Ke and asked bluntly, "Brother, which year are we in?"
Wang Ke looked at him, "The class of '27, huh? What, you haven't even forgotten that?"
Although she had a feeling, upon hearing the definite answer, Shi Xi was still taken aback. "...I haven't forgotten, it's just that I can't quite remember."
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