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With the ideas and information provided by Zero, my detailed plan progressed rapidly. Before Wednesday, I sent a perfect plan to Gu Yan. I thought it would fall into the sea, or at most receive a cold "read". Unexpectedly, half an hour later, Gu Yan actually replied. "The logic is clear, the data support is sufficient, and the feasibility is high. Not bad." It was followed by a sentence, "Thank you for your hard work." I stared at the words "Thank you for your hard work" on the screen, rubbed my eyes, and suspected that I had read it wrong. Gu Yan? Said hard work? The sun is rising from the west? I took a screenshot of the chat record and sent it to Tao Tao. Tao Tao replied immediately: "Fuck! Wan Wan! Gu Yan praised you! And said hard work! This is not normal! Absolutely not normal! Is he interested in you?!" The corners of my mouth twitched: "...You think too much. He probably said it casually because he thought the plan was well done." Although I said so, I still felt a little strange in my heart. This guy, it seems that he is really... a little different? In the following days, this feeling of "difference" became more and more obvious. In the second group discussion, Gu Yan not only adopted most of my suggestions, but also listened carefully when I expressed my views, and even nodded in agreement occasionally. Although he still didn't talk much, the invisible sense of oppression seemed to have eased a lot. Once, I was looking for a very remote reference book in the library, but I couldn't find it. Just as I was about to give up, I turned around and saw Gu Yan standing behind me with the book. "Looking for this?" He handed me the book. "Ah... um! Thank you!" I was a little surprised. How did he know I was looking for this book? He didn't explain, but just said lightly: "I just finished reading it." Then he walked away. Another time, it was raining, I didn't bring an umbrella, and I was trapped downstairs in the teaching building. Just as I was worrying about how to get back to the dormitory, a black umbrella was handed to me. I looked up and saw Gu Yan again. "... Gu Classmate?" "On the way." He said briefly, opened the umbrella, and motioned me to stand under the umbrella. I hesitated for a moment, but still got in. We walked side by side in the rain, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. The raindrops hit the umbrella, making a crackling sound. His arm was right beside me, and I could smell the faint, pleasant scent of soapberries on him. In order to ease the awkwardness, I made small talk: "Gu Classmate, you seem to be... a little quiet today?" Nonsense, when did he talk a lot? He turned his head to glance at me, and the raindrops slid down the edge of the umbrella, and a few drops splashed on his glasses. He didn't care, just said "hmm" softly. Then, he suddenly asked: "Do you like playing games very much?"
I was taken aback. How did he know? I had never mentioned it at school. "Uh? It's... it's fine, I guess."
"Your ID is 'Salted Fish Thrust'?"
I choked on my own saliva, abruptly stopping in my tracks, staring at him in shock. "How... how do you know?!"
The corner of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly—was that a smile? It happened so quickly that I thought it was just my imagination. "Just a guess."
What a ridiculous thought! How could he possibly guess that?! Could it be that he...
A ludicrous idea flashed through my mind but was quickly extinguished. No way! Absolutely impossible! Gu Yan, such a cool and aloof scholar, could not possibly be my silly yet warm-hearted gaming teammate, Zero! The vibes were completely off!
"Do you... do you play that game too?" I cautiously probed.
"Occasionally," he replied ambiguously.
My heart sank further. This guy was acting really strange today.
When we got back to the dormitory building, the rain still hadn't stopped. He shoved the umbrella into my hands. "Take this."
"What about you?"
"My dorm is closer." Without waiting for my response, he turned and dashed into the rain.
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