I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

dly expressed her liking for Fu Yangxi in front of him.

“But have you ever thought that you might just like the fact that he is nice to you?”

Shen Liyao resisted the anger and jealousy in his heart and said to Zhao Mingxi word by word, “He spent money to get a plane just to bring you back to your hometown, he helped you drive away the Zhao family and he even celebrated your birthday.
All this is because he wants to date you! You only got together with him because he treats you well.
Is that called liking?!”

Mingxi looked at Shen Liyao.
She shook her head.
“You really don't understand anything.”

“It’s actually the other way round.”

“He is good to me not because he wants to date me, but because I am important to him.
That’s why he is good to me.”

“Similarly, I like him.
Even if he’s not good to me and will not be able to treat me well in the future, I’ll still like him.”

“Because he is him.”

Mingxi didn't get angry because of Shen Liyao's words, instead she just found it funny.

Shen Liyao probably didn’t understand what it meant to ‘like’ someone.

In his world, he was always looking at others from his pedestal.

But he was actually a bit pitiful.

He was accustomed to the kindness of the people around him and he regarded this kindness as purposeful.
So he didn’t believe that Fu Yangxi was genuinely good to Mingxi and wouldn’t ask for anything in return.
When Mingxi didn’t like him or even hurt him, he still didn’t turn away from Mingxi and leave—

Shen Liyao was not such a person himself, so he couldn’t understand this kind of emotion.

“You’re used to being aloof in your own world, so you don't even know how to treat someone well.”

Shen Liyao's face turned pale with Mingxi's words.

His vitality surged as he stared at Mingxi.

Mingxi had nothing else to say to Shen Liyao.
She turned around and planned to leave.
Shen Liyao, who was behind her, suddenly muttered, “I may not know how to, but you can teach me.”

All his life, Shen Liyao had never said that he didn’t know something.
He never had such a humble moment.

He stared at Zhao Mingxi’s silhouette.

However, Zhao Mingxi did not look back.

Shen Liyao's heart grew colder and colder.

He heard Zhao Mingxi pause and said, “But no one has the obligation to wait for you.
I don’t have such an obligation as well.”

“When you meet someone you like, don't do this anymore.”

Zhao Mingxi left.

After a long time, Shen Liyao still stood on the spot, dark spots slightly covering his vision.

At this moment, he clearly realized that he had completely lost something very important.

He was never going to get her back.

He lost to Fu Yangxi.

*

Fu Yangxi looked down from the hallway with a stinky face.
When he saw that Zhao Mingxi had turned back and was entering the academic building, he hurriedly turned the wheelchair and moved into the classroom.

Ke Chengwen: “…”

When Mingxi stepped into the classroom, Fu Yangxi was wearing his noise-canceling headphones, looking like ‘I am isolated from the world’ as he stared blankly at the book in front of him.
Only after Mingxi walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down did he raise his dark eyebrows.
“You’re back?”

After that, Fu Yangxi glanced at the wall clock and sneered.
“15 minutes and 300,000 milliseconds more than what was promised.”

Mingxi: “…”

Mingxi glanced at him.
When she saw that the anti-noise switch of his headphones hadn't been turned on at all, she couldn't help but smile.
“Aren't you curious about my conversation with Shen Liyao?”

“Not curious at all.” Fu Yangxi was unusually cold.

Mingxi took out her notebook and exercise book from her desk drawer.
“I see.
Then I won't talk about it.”

Fu Yangxi: “…”

Fu Yangxi was itching to know.
The moment he thought about how Little Mask had a conversation with the guy with the surname Shen, he felt that he might have to toss and turn because of it for a long time.

He waited for three full minutes.
Seeing that Little Mask wasn’t going to take the initiative to say it, he closed the book with a ‘pop’, looked at Zhao Mingxi and pretended to be casual about it.
“If you really want to say it, I can lend you an ear.”

Mingxi looked at him.

Fu Yangxi's carelessness and coldness gradually collapsed.
He filled himself with righteous indignation and said, “You—”

Before he could finish speaking, Mingxi held up a book to cover their heads and leaned over to kiss his handsome face.

Fu Yangxi: “…”

Fu Yangxi touched the part on his face that Mingxi had kissed and said angrily, “Don't you think you can get away with just this—”

Before he finished his sentence, Mingxi leaned in and kissed him on his lips.
“What about this one?”

The dry, soft touch; shocking upon contact; gentle as a dragonfly landing on still waters.

But it was enough to stir up people's hearts.

The tips of Fu Yangxi's ears suddenly turned into a burning cloud.
He couldn't help turning his head away and said vaguely, “I guess that’ll do.”

Mingxi whispered to him, “What else could we have talked about? I have nothing to say to Shen Liyao.
I just rejected him for the last time and told him that I only like you.”

Fu Yangxi coughed and said to Mingxi, “We’re still in the classroom, and you are the pride of our class.
Be serious!”

Nonetheless, he held his fist against the corner of his lips, and the corners of his mouth were almost up to his temples.

Everyone in class: F*cking hell…

…My eyes have gone blind.

…The boss is really scary when he is in love.

*

Mingxi didn't know whether her encounter with Shen Liyao was considered as the end of a chapter.

But in short, Shen Liyao did not appear in Mingxi's field of vision again.

After all, Shen Liyao was not a stubborn person.
Since they have already made things clear, it would be very out of character for him to come and disturb her again.

In fact, Mingxi felt that he didn’t like her very much, just that there may be some feelings of that sort.

However, this kind of youthful love came hazy and unclear.

If you can't get it, you can't do anything.

As time passes, it’ll be gradually buried.

After a few heavy snowfalls and a lack of interaction, you’ll forget about it.