Shengxia didn't know how much time had passed before she lost consciousness.

"Zhang Shu... I don't want to..." She started to speak, but she hadn't thought of what to say.

The little man in her heart was fighting, but the person in front of her was obviously much calmer than her.

"I didn't intend to say this now, but at this stage, the best relationship is not love, but moving forward together, like a chain. Even if we are facing each other, we must jump to the end and then turn around to meet. I think you agree with me on this point. So, I am afraid that you will feel troubled if I say it, but you can see that I like you. It cannot be hidden. Who can't see that I like you?"

He just kept talking as if it was something that came to his mind, without stopping.

"But you seem more troubled if you don't tell me."

"Don't be afraid, and don't panic."

"I can't say anything. I like you and it has nothing to do with you. I just don't want you to feel any pressure. But according to your personality, you are still under a lot of pressure. You treat me as someone who wants to be good to you, like you treat me as your father?"

midsummer:……

Well, he doesn't seem to be calm either.

Zhang Shu propped up his upper body with his elbows, but he was actually very nervous despite his pretense. He even started to speak unskillfully. He felt a little regretful for his habitual bad mouth, which caused trouble at a critical moment.

He stopped talking and quickly changed his words, revealing his purpose: "I'm wrong, brother, brother, can you? I'm good to you, just accept it. You can't accept it, but I can't help it... When you want to talk about it and can talk about it, I will be the first in line to succeed you as your boyfriend, okay?"

He moved closer and whispered, as if whispering, "Will you just allow me to like it first?"

The boiling in my stomach stopped, and all the intense activity seemed to have been paused by his words.

This moment is exactly the same as the end of the video I watched that day.

It's numb.

He wasn't breathing, but she had lost control of her muscles and pulse.

"Hmm?" He got no response, so he moved his whole face closer, his high nose almost touching hers.

Shengxia panicked and leaned back suddenly, almost hitting her head against the wall. Suddenly he grabbed her arm, steadying her and preventing her from hitting the wall. Then a broad hand held the back of her head and suddenly pulled her towards him, within a short distance.

"Can I?"

He asked, his voice low enough that only they could hear it, which made people shudder.

The hand on the back of her head was still rubbing gently, coaxing her...

Bang, bang, bang!

The heartbeat seemed to be going in the opposite direction, constantly attacking the defense line.

She looked at the handsome face so close that she couldn't see the outline clearly. She dared not move, her breathing was restrained and she was almost suffocating!

Just before her whole string broke, Zhang Shu let her go and sat back up.

But his eyes were still fixed on her.

Shengxia placed her hands on her knees and gently felt her pulse, trying to find her voice again.

"I, I don't know. I, I need to think about it."

As soon as the words fell, both sides were stunned.

Shengxia suddenly reacted——

What is she talking about? !

How is this different from consent!

It was just that he asked too cunningly. What did it mean to allow her to like him? If she said no, would he not like him anymore? Was this something she could control?

How should one answer this?

There is no solution!

No matter what the answer is, as long as it is not a rejection, isn't it the same as having this intention?

This is clearly a trap!

Aaaaaaaaah!!!

Zhang Shu really laughed, and then he realized that he had laughed. He held the tip of his nose and coughed lightly. In the end, he could not hide his joy. Suddenly, he leaned back on the sofa and laughed twice with his head tilted back. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked sharp and determined.

Ha ha!

The whole hall echoed with his two sudden laughs.

midsummer:……

"Excuse me," he said with a smile, "please confirm that this is real time and space, not a dream."

Shengxia needed to do something to relieve the tension, but her mind was blank.

Zhang Shu was the first to calm down and turned his gaze back to the neglected cake. "Do you still want to eat it? However, this one should be the same as yours. Maybe it's not as delicious as that one..."

Shengxia came back to her senses and confirmed that there was indeed a loneliness in his tone that he had never had before. He was probably still sad about the fact that his cake bumped into hers and was not as big as hers.

She found her voice again. "Actually, it's different."

Zhang Shu: “Hmm?”

"I heard that the deliverymen for this brand of cakes are all 1.8 meters tall and have good temperament and good looks. This can be considered their brand premium..."

Zhang Shu continued to wonder:?

"But mine was bought at home, so I didn't see the deliveryman. I'm sorry..." Shengxia hesitated, looking at the small red heart in front of her, and murmured, "I saw yours."

When I saw the man in front of me, I realized that he had a good temperament and appearance, and was not only decent, but also a deliveryman.

Brand premium - earned it.

“No loss.” She lowered her head and said the last two words in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

When Shengxia was speaking, there was a buzzing in her ears. She didn't know what she was saying or whether she made herself clear.

Zhang Shu was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded: "Oh, sorry, I'm 1.85 meters tall."

Shengxia: ...I really didn’t understand.

He was so nervous that he lost his quick thinking and it took him a while to react. Was she, comforting him?

Going through such a big circle?

Do you mean that his cake is different because he is the one who delivers it?

Is that right? Did he understand the intellectual's words correctly? Zhang Shu pondered over it again and again.

He looked at her flushed face, which was lowered as low as it could be, and his heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.

I sighed countless times, how come she is so cute?

He could hardly hold back any longer, he really wanted to touch her, pinch her face, hold her hand, hold her in his arms, kiss her - stop.

Anything is fine, I'm not picky.

Zhang Shu thought about it, and after regaining some of his ability to think, he asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Shengxia nodded.

Zhang Shu was about to cut the cake for her when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't sung birthday songs for her yet, nor watched her make a wish. However, this kind of small cake didn't come with candles. He suddenly stood up and said, "Wait for me for a moment."

Then he strode out. Before Shengxia could react, he stopped and strode back. He took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, turned on the cell phone light, and shone it on the white wall, making the whole space brighter.

"Don't be afraid, this is a library. Ah Piao can't come in because he can't read. I'll be back soon." He said as he ran out backwards.

Shengxia was confused.

Is he worried that she'll be alone and afraid of the dark?

Is her feudal and superstitious image so deeply rooted in people's minds?

Then, Shengxia saw him running up the circular staircase of the teaching building through the window.

He kept circling around, and his figure disappeared on the fifth floor...

What on earth is he trying to do?

Within a minute, he was seen circling around again, taking three or four steps at a time, and finally going down the stairs.

Then Panting appeared in front of her.

There is wind on my shoulders and light in my eyes.

"I don't smoke, so I went to borrow one from Han Xiao." He raised the silver lighter in his hand and explained.

Shengxia looked at him puzzledly.

Zhang Shu did not return to his original seat, but squatted down at the table, right in front of her, with one knee higher than the other, as if he was kneeling on one knee.

Although not, my ears feel slightly warm in the summer.

He turned off the light on his cell phone, held the cake in one hand and clicked on his lighter with the other.

With a "click" sound, the flames rose up.

He used a lighter as a candle and sang in the flickering light: "Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to my baby, Happy birthday to you..."

His voice was completely different from when he sang rock in the video. It was magnetic, low, and incredibly gentle, accompanying his disordered breathing and panting caused by running... every sound struck Shengxia's heart.

Especially the word "to my baby", which felt like an electric shock running through my spine in midsummer, and then my ears felt as if they were burning.

Who! Who is his baby?!

Shock, surprise, nervousness, embarrassment...all these complex emotions mixed together, wrapping up a complex sense of impact that was almost overwhelming.

She remembered what Hou Junqi often said: Who can handle this?

"Make a wish." As the song ended, he raised his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her expectantly.

Shengxia stared at him blankly for two seconds, pursed her lips, put her hands together under her chin, and closed her eyes devoutly.

She felt the light go out and he flicked the lighter.

When she slowly opened her eyes, the fire was still bright.

He asked, "Is it finished?"

"It's over."

Zhang Shu: "Blowing candles."

Shengxia was suspicious, and he raised his chin slightly to indicate the lighter.

She moved closer and blew gently.

He let go at the same time, and the flame disappeared into the lighter.

Then, he quickly threw the lighter onto the table and shook his hands, "Fuck, Han Xiao, this rebellious son, what a lousy lighter, it will burn dad to death."

midsummer:……

An angry curse broke the subtle charm and awkwardness in the air.

But he didn't stand up, and she didn't move either.

She was still in the same posture as when she was blowing out the candles, very close to him.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time under the dim light.

Finally, when his eyes gradually changed from concentration to amusement, Shengxia came back to her senses and sat up straight, "Just now, Teacher Wang said, five minutes... cake, I'll eat it later..."

"Stupid, five minutes have passed. Can you go back later? Let me watch for a while longer."

He was still squatting, looking up at her slightly, his gaze beneath his soft, fluffy forehead focused and absorbed, making one indulge in it.

What are you looking at? What are you talking about?

How could he say it so naturally!

The burning sensation in the ears in midsummer gradually spreads like wildfire.

Could he please not talk like that!

So easy to drive!

Frivolous!

"No! This won't work!"

She was angry, but she didn't notice the undisguised anger in her tone.

Zhang Shu felt his heart melt, and could no longer hold back. He squeezed her hand on her knees as if naturally, "Okay, let's go back."

Her fingers tightened, and she felt a burst of warmth. His hand was moist and hot, and then it loosened in an instant. Shengxia clamped it all over again, and it felt like the numb spot didn't belong to her anymore!

How could he touch her hand!

She stood up quickly and started to walk away, but she still felt something was wrong. She walked ahead and suddenly turned around, "Zhang Shu."

"Hmm?" He responded readily.

"Don't do this again in the future," she requested.

Zhang Shu looked at her angry face, "What's wrong?"

"We are just classmates, you can't, you can't, you..." She was too embarrassed to describe herself and was so anxious that she looked like she was about to cry.

"Okay, okay," Zhang Shu urged, "I won't be like this anymore, don't be angry..."

Shengxia turned around and ran away angrily.

Zhang Shu smiled helplessly, pinched her fingertips and rubbed them, as if to forget the touch, so as not to get addicted. But it was in vain, the soft touch was like being branded, and just thinking about it made his heart soften.

How can she have such soft hands? Does she have no bones?

Not this? What? This won't work, are you trying to suffocate him to death?

Zhang Shu put the cake back into the box, caught up with her in a few steps, and followed her steadily at a distance of three or two meters.

When they were about to enter the teaching building, Shengxia was suddenly called again.

"midsummer."

She turned her head slightly.

Zhang Shu did not approach her, but stopped behind her and said, "I think I should tell you something."

She was silent, motionless, waiting.

"Just now, I found that I like you more than I thought."

I like you more than I thought.

She couldn't count how many times he said he liked her today.

Shengxia wanted to ask for mercy, but she was afraid that her remaining strength would not be enough to support her to walk back.

The voice behind me still came, the tone was serious.

"I have never liked anyone in my life. I have never been nice to anyone except my sister. If I have not grasped the right measure, please remind me, or forgive me."