Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
It sure is a coincidence. Mister Numbers and Lin Jiage actually got sick at the same time.
Lin Jiage’s cold seemed quite bad this morning. I wonder if he’s feeling better now?
With such thoughts cluttering her mind, Shi Yao bathed in a daze.
Last night, she caved in to her fatigue and took over his bed. Did he catch a cold from a lack of rest?
A pang of guilt struck Shi Yao’s heart.
She didn’t have many interactions with him in the past, so she assumed that he would be a lofty and cold guy, a person who would be very difficult to approach. However, after the few encounters she had with him, she realized that he was very different from what she thought. He was polite and filial to his elders. And earlier this morning, he was gentlemanly enough to let her take the car… And speaking of which, the cake which he had the driver pass to her was very delicious as well…
Urk, it seems like I’ve gone off topic… Shi Yao quickly dragged her thoughts back from the cake.
Should I send him a short message to show some concern?
This question continued to plague Shi Yao even after she was done bathing and had settled into her bed.
Holding her phone, she hesitated for a long moment before she eventually tapped into the Messages icon and scrolled down to find Lin Jiage’s name.
For a while, she thought earnestly about how to construct her message before tapping on the screen: [Are you feeling better from your cold?]
Shi Yao intended to tap on the send button, but before her fingertip could reach the screen, she hesitated.
Would it be too sudden of me to send him this message?
After all, he probably still thinks of me as that woman he wants nothing to do with.
Shi Yao pursed her lips slightly as she stared at her phone with conflicted emotions. After a long moment of hesitation, she eventually decided to drop the idea. Switching off her screen, she tossed her phone next to her pillow.
It would be better for her not to get too nosy.
Worrying over whether his cold was severe or not, those were thoughts which she shouldn’t harbor either.
From the very start, they were both people from two different worlds. Their worlds might have crossed after six years, but it was just a momentary intersection. Time would eventually pull them further and further apart.
When she proposed the cancelation of their engagement, he agreed to it without hesitation. If it weren’t for Grandpa Lin’s sudden illness, they would probably be nothing more than strangers to each other right now.
Closing her eyes, Shi Yao turned in her bed.
She wasn’t too sure what was going on with her anymore. It wasn’t like she had never thought about such matters in the past, but she would usually just think that his words were too hurtful and her pride felt wounded. At this moment, however, she felt that her heart was a complete mess. She couldn’t make sense out of it, and she couldn’t tell what the origin of the mess was either.
…
The afternoon of the very next day, Shi Yao had no lessons and so decided to sleep in until the afternoon. While waiting for her three roommates to return so that they could have hot pot together, she logged into the game and played for a while.
In this short period of time, she met a new friend—[Northern Tea].
In the evening, while Shi Yao was having hot pot, she received messages from Juice and Expert in the [Sexy and Frisky] chat. They had a social event later that night, so they would be on the game a little later than usual.
Shi Yao replied with a “Got it” before turning her full attention back to enjoying her hot pot once more.
It was only half past eight by the time she returned to the dormitory room. With nothing to do, she logged into the game.
Surprisingly, [111111] was online, and he sent her a squad invitation.
Hm? I thought that they were having a social event tonight… Mister Numbers didn’t go?
Shi Yao entered the room feeling a little puzzled, and a moment later, she heard sneezing on the other end of the game.
It was then that Shi Yao recalled that [111111] had a cold.
Was he staying home because of his poor health?
