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But I never expected that Fang Xiaonan, who was originally astonished, would be completely captivated the moment Handsome Man stood up. Her feet seemed glued to the floor, her cheeks flushed, and she wore a look of infatuation.
"With mountains and rivers painted like a picture, how can they compare to the touch of vermilion between your brows?" The dead woman not only became infatuated but also inspired poetically. She stretched out her hand and sighed, "Ah! Young Master, you have finally arrived. I have waited for you for eighteen years! But now is neither too late nor too early; it is just right. Young Master, I am smitten at first sight and wish to dedicate myself to you..."
Su Anrong had just fallen hard but remained unfazed by Fang Xiaonan's declaration. He walked over with grace and confidence, as if he could command the world with a mere gesture.
Seeing him approach, Fang Xiaonan's face turned even redder with excitement. I couldn't help but wish for them to fall for each other at first sight; that would mean I had nothing to worry about and wouldn't have to deal with any ghostly attachments.
But who would have thought that Su Anrong, holding Rice, would simply walk past Fang Xiaonan as if she were air?
Fang Xiaonan was stunned. She was usually shy and reserved, and it took a lot of courage for her to confess this time. It was all because this man was just too handsome—more so than any male lead she had ever imagined in her novels.
Yet, he completely ignored her.
I found it hard to watch; after all, she was my roommate, and this was just too rude.
"Garlic Paste, she's confessing to you!"
Su Anrong didn't even flinch.
Rice looked closely at his father's face, then at Fang Xiaonan, and finally turned to me, saying seriously, "Mommy, you got it wrong. She isn't confessing to Daddy; Daddy doesn't have any vermilion on his forehead!"
His words nearly made me choke. That was just a poetic embellishment! Who cared if he really had vermilion? It was meant to express how handsome he was!
Fang Xiaonan almost screamed, her long fingers trembling as she pointed at us. "You... you two! Youmai Vegetable! Is this your husband and child?"
"No..."
"Yes! This is my Mommy, the beautiful Youmai Vegetable, and this is my Daddy Su Anrong Handsome Man. I'm the super little handsome boy Rice, loved by all! We are a family full of good fortune!" He seemed oblivious to any awkwardness in calling us "a family," and in his excitement, he even started singing a cheerful tune.
Fang Xiaonan's face turned red, a mix of wanting to cry and laugh, as she pointed at us, stammering, "You... you... you..." but couldn't get a single word out.
I knew she was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Just then, Su Anrong, the Handsome Man, suddenly waved his hand lightly. Before I could stop him, I saw Fang Xiaonan roll her eyes and slowly collapse to the ground.
"Garlic Paste! What did you do to her?"
Garlic Paste nonchalantly dug at his ear, and despite such a crude gesture, he managed to look incredibly elegant. I felt utterly hopeless.
"Too annoying."
"You’re the one who's annoying! A ghost that can't even pass through a window—did you die from being stupid?" I shouted in frustration.
"Who said I'm a ghost?" he replied, turning back with an unhappy expression, his eyes glowing with a faint blue light. "Do I look like some lowly species?"
Rice widened his eyes in surprise. "Daddy, you originally... um..." He didn't finish his sentence as Su Anrong covered his mouth with a hand.
"When she wakes up, she'll forget what just happened. You can come up with a lie you like to tell her," Su Anrong smirked at me, and that expression made me feel like a little chick he could toy with at will.
I refused to be a little chick, but it seemed I had no better options. I couldn't exactly tell Xiaonan that she saw two ghosts, could I? Oh wait, Su Anrong said he wasn't a ghost! Huh, if he's not a ghost, then what is he?
This time, Su Anrong swaggered out the front door with Rice in his arms. By the time I chased after them, they had already vanished from sight.
Turning back to see Fang Xiaonan lying on the ground, the scene of her confessing to Su Anrong flashed in my mind. Why did I feel a twinge of annoyance?
I was the type who liked to vent whenever I felt displeased.
I bounced into the bathroom and filled a cup with cold water. After a moment of hesitation, I softened a bit and mixed in some hot water before splashing it onto Fang Xiaonan's face.
"Ah!" Fang Xiaonan screamed as she sat up.
Sure enough, this method of splashing water was quite effective.
She stared at me with wide eyes. "Youmai Vegetable! Why did you splash me? I... I clearly came to open the door for you..."
"Yes, you came to open the door, but the moment you saw me, you just collapsed on the floor. Honestly, I'm quite a kind person. I know you're feeling guilty, but there's no need to lie on the ground begging for my forgiveness!" I said with a smile, brushing my bangs aside.
"I don't remember anything at all," Fang Xiaonan murmured, yet she didn't deny her feelings of guilt. Hmph, I knew it; otherwise, she wouldn't have come all the way to open the door for me.
I set down the cup and gently supported her, casually touching her forehead. "I think you might have low blood sugar. You fainted as soon as you lay down; it's normal to forget things like that. Why don't you take a day off and go see a doctor?"
Fang Xiaonan furrowed her brows and touched her forehead, saying doubtfully, "It's fine. I've been on a diet lately and eating mostly vegetables; I've just gotten used to it."
Fortunately, it was Fang Xiaonan who came this time. Although she performed well academically, she was more diligent than talented—somewhat scatterbrained and easy to fool. If it had been Gao Lele or Chen Siyuan instead, things would have been much more difficult.
As I headed to class, the dazzling diamond ring on my finger caught everyone's attention. The light seemed to pierce through me as I walked down the hall.
Before I could even sit down, someone yanked me out of the classroom and dragged me to an empty stairwell.
Were they planning to rob me?
This person was from the basketball team and reportedly also participated in the weightlifting club. If he wanted to rob me, my fingers would be in serious trouble.
I tightly covered my ring with my hand, trying to divert his attention. "Ah, Shooting Guard! That three-pointer you made yesterday was absolutely stunning!"
"Thank you, Qiao Lianjiu."
"Ah?"
"My name is Qiao Lianjiu."
The athlete's strong bicep pressed against my shoulder, creating an inexplicable pressure that made me feel as if his muscles were about to touch my face. I was startled, my cheeks flushed and my heart racing.
To be honest, I hadn't really paid much attention to his name. He mainly played as a forward on the basketball team, and everyone just called him Shooting Guard; some even referred to him as Qiao Feng.
"Yeah. Your three-point shot was impressive," I said, slipping my right hand into my pocket.
But he immediately grabbed it out.
"Ah! Um..." I yelped, but his rough hand covered my mouth.
"Shh—if you scream again, I'll kiss you," he threatened in a low voice.
I turned pale with fear. I definitely didn't want him to kiss me; if his friends saw, I would be in big trouble. So I obediently closed my mouth.
"What’s up with the ring on your hand?" He held my hand as if he had caught something illicit.
"I... I..." I panicked, sweat forming on my forehead, unsure of how to respond. I blurted out, "I found it!" But why should I even answer him? Until now, I didn't even know his full name; why should I tell him anything?
But it was too late.
Suddenly, he took my hand and brought it to his mouth, then... gently kissed it.
A kiss...
A kiss...
Just a moment...
My mind went blank; what was happening?
"This is my ring."
"What?!" My eyes nearly popped out in shock. Su Anrong, you jerk, how can you be so stingy? You give me a ring, and it's someone else's? No, looking at his unreliable demeanor, it might even be stolen!
I felt like I was in big trouble.
"I-I-I'll give it back to you!" My tongue almost got tangled as I hurried to take off the ring, but unsurprisingly, it wouldn't budge at all; it felt like it was fused to my flesh.
Qiao Lianjiu's rough hand enveloped my right hand, and his massive body suddenly leaned closer to me. He opened his mouth to reveal a set of large white teeth: "It's okay. Since you're wearing it, it's yours now."
"No, no, no! Don't be so polite. I found it; it has to go back to its rightful owner!"
His strength was astonishingly great; I couldn't even move my hand to twist it off.
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