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When I returned to the dormitory that evening, I vented my frustrations to Zero about Su Yao's provocations.
"Zero! I'm so mad! Today, a green tea bitch tried to pick a fight with me in public! If it weren't for someone showing up just in time, I might have ended up in a fight with her!"
Zero replied, "Oh? Who's bold enough to bully our Little Salty Fish? Name them, and I'll go deal with her!"
"Just some self-righteous campus beauty who thinks she can do whatever she wants because she's pretty."
"Can good looks put food on the table? Am I not more handsome?" Zero sent a self-absorbed emoji.
"…I haven't seen you, so I wouldn't know," I replied honestly.
"Tsk, no taste," he paused before asking, "Who was that 'someone who showed up'? A hero saving the damsel?"
"Not really… it was just the Ice Cube Face Leader. He probably came out to grab something and happened to help me out." I tried to downplay it.
"Oh. Is he a decent guy?"
"Who knows? He's pretty strange," I didn't want to talk more about Gu Yan.
"Alright, stop being mad," Zero comforted me. "People like that are not worth your time. Come on, let's go take down a boss and blow off some steam."
"Sure!"
With Zero around, the frustrations of the day quickly faded away. Indeed, gaming was my happy place!
Since the conflict downstairs last time, Su Yao had been much quieter. Although she still looked at me with venomous eyes, at least she hadn't openly provoked me again. Gu Yan's attitude towards her had also grown colder; several times I saw Su Yao trying to approach him, only for Gu Yan to completely ignore her and walk away.
Serves her right.
As for Gu Yan and me, we had interacted a bit more due to our collaboration on the PPT project. Although he mostly maintained his icy demeanor, occasionally there would be a hint of… warmth?
For instance, on the day of our group presentation, I was so nervous that my palms were sweating before going on stage. Gu Yan noticed and didn’t say anything but handed me a bottle of chilled mineral water right before I went up.
"Drink some water; don’t be nervous," his voice was low but steady.
I took it in surprise; the cool touch spread through my fingertips and seemed to ease my anxiety significantly.
"Thank you."
He gave a barely perceptible nod.
During the presentation, we worked together seamlessly. He handled the logical framework and technical difficulties while I focused on detailing and case analysis. The balance between our styles created an unexpectedly good effect. In the end, our group received the highest score in the class.
After stepping down from the stage, the other two group members excitedly high-fived in celebration. Looking at Gu Yan, I couldn't help but smile: "Gu Classmate, we did it!"
He looked at me as well, the corners of his mouth seemingly lifting slightly, though it was fleeting. "Hmm, you did well."
This was the first time he had directly affirmed me like this. My heart skipped a beat, betraying my excitement.
Another time, on a weekend, I was at a café off-campus working on a project (a game guide, my side job) and stayed until late. Just as I was about to leave, it suddenly started pouring outside. I hadn’t brought an umbrella, and watching the rain cascade down the window filled me with despair.
As I contemplated whether to brave the rain and dash back, the café door swung open, and Gu Yan walked in. He was drenched, his hair sticking to his forehead, looking somewhat disheveled, but his eyes remained bright.
He walked straight to my table.
"Gu Classmate? What are you doing here?" I asked in surprise.
"Just passing by," he replied succinctly, placing an unopened umbrella on my table. "For you."
"Ah? What about you?"
"I'll wait for the rain to stop." He pulled out a chair across from me and sat down, taking a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the water off his glasses.
"…Thank you." I glanced at his soaked shirt and felt a bit guilty. "Why don’t you take this umbrella back first? I can wait a little longer."
He looked up at me. "No need." His tone left no room for argument.
Alright then. I silently accepted the umbrella.
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