It was Chinese Valentine’s Day. At five in the afternoon, Ji Yi ran over to He Jichen, who was sleeping on his desk.
‘Hei, diam aja, ada yang ingin I tell you.’ Ji Yi’s words were light, but He Jichen’s face turned pale. He opened his eyes wide and asked, ‘Apa kena?’
Ji Yi turned around to leave with her ponytail bouncing behind her in a pretty, confident swing.
That night, He Jichen didn’t attend the self-study session. Instead, he took Fatty with him to skip class and head to the mall. He bought a new outfit, got a new haircut, and arrived at the grove with plenty of time to spare.
It wasn’t until ten in the evening that a certain someone casually arrived—but it wasn’t Ji Yi. It was her friend Qian Ge.
So, in the afternoon, she was helping Qian Ge ask me to meet her at the grove?
Do you know how painful it is for the woman you love to set you up with another woman?
No matter what Ji Yi did, he could endure it, but this? There was no way he could take it. His face turned frighteningly cold. He didn’t even glance at Qian Ge, who had dressed up just for him, before leaving straight away.
Outside the grove, he bumped into Ji Yi.
Seeing how quickly he left, Ji Yi asked, ‘Why are you leaving so soon?’
It would’ve been better if she hadn’t asked. All of a sudden, a fire lit up inside him and without thinking it over, he spat the words out at Ji Yi, ‘Apa kalo… seru beatus maaf?’
With that, he strode off straight away without giving Ji Yi a further glance.
The next day marked the first time in a while that they didn’t walk home together after school.
Afterwards, there was a long, long time when he didn’t bother with Ji Yi, even when he bumped into her in his house or at school.
Yet, he ordered Fatty to continue doing what he always did—buy her breakfast, get her hot water, clean up, and wipe the blackboard for her…
Their fall-out lasted until September. One day, it was raining heavily and she forgot to bring an umbrella. She pitifully took shelter under the roof of a small shop opposite the school.
He Jichen, Fatty, and the gang brushed past her with umbrellas in hand.
Actually, he noticed her earlier but pretended not to have seen her. Then, Fatty came up beside him and said, ‘Chen Ge, look at Saozi 1 , aye…’
He Jichen stared straight ahead with a cold look on his face and kept walking, but every now and then, his line of sight drifted over to her. It rained in the fall in Beijing, and this season was particularly cold. She wore a short-sleeve top, so she shivered endlessly. Seeing this, He Jichen’s heart softened little by little amidst her cold shivers. He suddenly stopped walking, turned around, and took large steps to her as he held out an umbrella.
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