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I lifted my head and looked at Gaoyuan. He furrowed his brows slightly, lost in thought.
"Thank you for earlier," I said.
He lowered his head and looked at me. "No need to thank me."
"Are you... is your hand okay?" I asked.
"It's fine," he replied. "Just a little scrape."
"Then... let me help you bandage it," I offered.
"Sure," he responded.
We found a bench to sit down on. Gaoyuan took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his hand, then handed me a bottle of ointment and a cotton swab.
I took the cotton swab, dipped it in the ointment, and gently applied it to his wound. His hands were large, with long knuckles and calluses at the base of his thumb, marks left from frequently holding a pen.
I kept my head down, focused on treating his injury. Gaoyuan didn’t say anything; he just quietly watched me.
The air was filled with a faint medicinal scent, mixed with his own fragrance, creating a sense of comfort.
"All done," I said.
"Thank you," he replied.
"You're welcome," I said.
I packed away the first aid kit and looked up, meeting his gaze.
His eyes were as dark as ink, deep as the sea, swirling like a vortex that seemed capable of drawing one in.
My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly looked away. I realized that I was becoming increasingly afraid to meet his gaze.
As soon as I made eye contact with him, my heart raced and my cheeks flushed. What was happening to me?
“Li Wan,” Gaoyuan suddenly called my name.
“Hmm?” I looked up at him.
He gazed at me, a faint smile playing on his lips. “You’re blushing.”
“Ah?” I was taken aback and instinctively touched my cheek.
It was indeed red.
“I… I have a high body temperature,” I said.
“Is that so?” he replied with a laugh.
“Yeah.” I nodded.
He continued to look at me, the amusement in his eyes deepening.
I felt my heart race even faster and quickly stood up. “We… should head home soon.”
“Okay.” He responded and got up as well.
We continued walking forward, neither of us saying a word.
My mind was in turmoil, constantly pondering one question: Am I… falling for him?
The Liu Family.
Zhang Qian and Liu Ming sat at the dining table while Madam Liu kept serving dishes to Zhang Qian.
“Xiao Qian, eat more meat; look at how thin you’ve become,” Madam Liu said.
“Thank you, Auntie,” Zhang Qian replied.
“There’s no need to be polite with me,” Madam Liu said with a smile.
Mr. Liu looked at Zhang Qian and asked, “Xiao Qian, are you adjusting well at school?”
“Yeah,” Zhang Qian answered.
“If you need anything, just tell your cousin,” Mr. Liu said.
"Mm." Zhang Qian responded.
Madam Liu looked at Zhang Qian and said with a smile, "Xiao Qian can just tell your cousin what she wants. Your cousin really cares about you."
Zhang Qian remained silent, quietly eating her meal.
Liu Ming glanced at Madam Liu and said, "Mom, stop teasing her."
"I'm not teasing her. Don't you like Xiao Qian?" Madam Liu replied.
Liu Ming choked a bit and coughed, "I... I definitely like her."
"I knew it," Madam Liu said with a smile.
Zhang Qian was taken aback and looked up in surprise. She stared at Liu Ming with a puzzled expression, "Cousin, do you like me?"
Liu Ming's face instantly turned red. "I... I didn't mean it that way."
"What do you mean then?" Zhang Qian pressed on.
"I..." Liu Ming was at a loss for words. He glanced at Madam Liu, who shrugged with an expression that seemed to say, "You explain it yourself."
Liu Ming took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Qian. "What I meant is, you're my sister, so of course I like you."
"Oh." Zhang Qian nodded and didn't say anything more.
After finishing the meal, Zhang Qian bid farewell to Madam Liu and Mr. Liu before leaving.
Liu Ming hurried after her. "Xiao Qian, wait a moment."
"What is it?" Zhang Qian asked.
"Are you leaving just like that?" Liu Ming questioned.
"What else should I do?" Zhang Qian retorted.
"Aren't we supposed to rehearse?" Liu Ming said.
"We can rehearse tomorrow," Zhang Qian replied.
"No way." Liu Ming grabbed Zhang Qian's wrist. "It has to be today."
Zhang Qian shook off his hand. "I said tomorrow."
"Xiao Qian, are you angry?" Liu Ming asked.
"I'm not," Zhang Qian replied.
"Then why aren't you rehearsing with me?" Liu Ming asked.
"Why should I rehearse with you?" Zhang Qian retorted.
"Because we're partners," Liu Ming said with a smile.
"Does being partners mean you can force me?" Zhang Qian questioned.
"I'm not forcing you," Liu Ming said. "I just hope you can better integrate into this program."
"I don't need to," Zhang Qian stated.
"But I want to see you dance," Liu Ming said with a grin.
"You want to see me dance?" Zhang Qian frowned.
"Yeah," Liu Ming nodded.
"Are you out of your mind?" Zhang Qian asked.
"Maybe," Liu Ming admitted with a laugh, "So, are you willing to go crazy with me?"
Zhang Qian was speechless: "You really are quite delusional."
Liu Ming chuckled and took her hand, leading her upstairs.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Qian asked.
"Rehearsing," Liu Ming replied.
"I'm not going," Zhang Qian struggled.
"Then where do you plan to go?" Liu Ming asked.
"Home," Zhang Qian said.
"I'll go with you," Liu Ming offered.
"Aren't you going to rehearse?" Zhang Qian inquired.
"We'll rehearse tomorrow," Liu Ming said with a smile.
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