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He began to explain in a low voice, his tone clear and organized. What had once seemed like an incomprehensible topic to me suddenly became crystal clear under his guidance. His explanations were concise and to the point, even easier to understand than my physics teacher's.
I looked at him in surprise. Could he really be taking the initiative to teach me how to solve problems?
Once he finished speaking, I regained my voice. "Th-thank you! I understand now!"
He glanced at me with calm, unruffled eyes. "Next time you encounter something you don't understand, feel free to ask."
"…Really?" I could hardly believe it.
"Yes," he replied, taking back his draft paper and returning to his book, as if what he had just done was merely a trivial act.
Yet inside me, it felt as if a small stone had been tossed into a pond, sending ripples spreading outwards.
In the following days, Lu Xingyan truly became my "half" physics teacher. Whenever I faced a difficult problem and hesitated about whether to ask him, he would always pinpoint my issue accurately before I could even speak or simply hand me a note with the solution outlined.
Though he remained quiet and his expression was still indifferent, this subtle assistance felt like a warm current, quietly comforting me.
Perhaps due to the "halo effect" of an Academic Genius, during this month's exam, I surprisingly passed physics for the first time, and my overall score improved significantly compared to last time.
On the day I received my report card, I could hardly believe my eyes and was so excited that I almost jumped up in the classroom.
After school, I caught up with Lu Xingyan, who was walking ahead of me. "Lu Xingyan!"
He stopped and turned to look at me.
"Thank you! I passed physics! My total score improved too!" I waved my report card excitedly, my eyes squinting into slits from smiling so wide.
Seeing my excitement, there seemed to be a hint of faint amusement in his cold gaze as the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. "It's your own effort."
"But without you, I definitely wouldn't have made it!" I insisted. "To thank you, let me treat you to milk tea?"
He raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised. "No need."
"Yes, yes! Please!" Afraid he would refuse again, I quickly grabbed his arm and led him toward the milk tea shop at the school gate. "Consider it… a special reward!"
He seemed momentarily taken aback but didn't pull away from my grip and allowed me to lead him. I could feel his arm tense up slightly but he didn't resist.
When we arrived at the milk tea shop, I boldly ordered two of the most expensive drinks. "What flavor do you want?"
He glanced at the menu and said lightly, "Just like yours."
As we waited for our drinks, the atmosphere grew quiet. I stole a glance at him; his gaze was fixed outside the window, lost in thought. The evening sun's rays streamed through the glass, casting a soft halo around him.
When our drinks were ready, I handed one cup to him. As he took it from me, our fingers brushed against each other’s for an instant before both of us quickly withdrew our hands as if we had been burned.
"Thank you," he said, his voice seemingly a bit deeper than usual.
We walked side by side on the way home, each holding a cup of the same milk tea, sipping in silence. The sound of the straws brushing against the cup created a faint noise that mingled with the evening street's bustle, yet oddly, it didn't feel annoying at all.
I stole glances at him as he drank his milk tea. He usually had an aloof demeanor, but at that moment, holding the cup and lowering his head to take a sip, I noticed his Adam's apple move slightly. There was something unexpectedly charming about it.
My cheeks began to heat up again.
"Um..." As we approached a fork in the road, I mustered my courage to speak. "In the future... can I really ask you about questions I don't understand?"
He turned to look at me, the streetlight casting a glow in his eyes, as if tiny stars were twinkling within them. "Mm."
That simple syllable filled my heart with sweetness, like it was overflowing with honey.
This cup of milk tea was not just a token of gratitude; it felt more like a witness to our relationship taking a step further. Academic Genius's "special" reward from sitting together sweetened my heart.
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