Even so, Zixiao still couldn't help worrying about Little Lychee.

You can never be too careful around people—even if the person in front of you is an idiot.

After thinking it over, Zixiao slowly said, “Little Lychee, don’t you still have Student Council work to do? You’re so busy as Student Council president. You don’t have to keep me company.”

“Huh?”

Ouyang Lizhi tilted her head in confusion, as if...

Had she forgotten she was the Student Council president?

Zixiao realized she still hadn’t fully grasped just how airheaded this idiot was!

Ouyang Lizhi finally caught on. She gave a silly smile, then explained, a little embarrassed.

“Oh... I totally forgot, Zixiao. I’m still Student Council president. But I feel like they only picked me to be a mascot. I’m no help at all when I go to the Student Council room.”

Then she added, “And last time, I was outside the Student Council room and heard everyone inside say, ‘Little Lychee is cute, but it’d be nice if she didn’t come to the Student Council room. When she does, our workload doubles.’”

Where was all this misery coming from?!

“All right, all right. Sigh...”

Zixiao sighed and gave up. If this girl wanted to come along, then fine. A little airhead like her wasn’t going to cause much trouble.

“Fine. Come with me after class, but you have to promise me you won’t...”

“I won’t sneak any of your lunch!”

Little Lychee cut Zixiao off before she could finish. Still thinking about food? You’re hopeless, girl!

“Who said anything about lunch?!”

“Huh? Then what were you going to say, Zixiao?”

“I was saying, don’t let my older brother’s looks scare you.”

At that, Little Lychee shuddered. Her face suddenly turned a little pale; she looked scared.

“Scare me... Is your brother really that scary-looking?! And if I do get scared, you have to share some of your lunch with me...”

“Scary my foot! And stop talking about lunch!”

Zixiao was now incredibly curious about how Little Lychee’s brain worked...

.....................

Su Yuzhe put on the trench coat he’d taken off not long ago, grabbed his physics workbook, and headed out.

This time, he added a scarf. When he’d gone out earlier, he’d realized it was actually a little cold.

When he reached the bottom of the apartment building, Yuzhe didn’t head straight to school. Instead, he went into the supermarket by the entrance.

The supermarket was huge. After all, this apartment complex was in a fairly upscale area, and Yuzhe had spent a small fortune renting a place here.

It was because he knew Zixiao would be coming along with him... He couldn’t let his little sister rough it, could he? It only meant drawing a few extra pictures!

There were only a few people scattered around the supermarket.

He’d come to buy two bottles of strawberry yogurt. Zixiao loved it, and since he was passing by, he might as well bring her some.

But... why did he keep feeling like someone was watching him from behind?

Yuzhe, yogurt in hand, suddenly turned around. The young cashier by the entrance immediately lowered her head shyly.

Oh... That wasn’t good. He’d turned around so suddenly and made things awkward for her. Not very gentlemanly.

Yuzhe silently scolded himself.

But he’d seen it: the cashier had been waiting for him to come pay, gazing at him with lovestruck anticipation.

Yuzhe’s looks... You could say they really did transcend gender.

But sorry, miss. I really don’t like being looked at that way. I just want an ordinary, peaceful life, so I’m afraid your hopes are about to be dashed.

So, under the cashier’s gaze as it shifted from anticipation to disappointment, Yuzhe headed for the self-checkout.

Paid. Retreat!

Sorry about that this time, miss. I’ll definitely use the regular checkout next time.

Definitely next time!

With a bottle of strawberry yogurt in each hand, Yuzhe was soon back at the gates of Fenghai No. 1 High School.

He’d been here twice in less than an hour...

This time, though, the security guard stopped him at the gate. Yuzhe briefly explained why he was there. Only then did the guard look up and see Su Yuzhe’s face. He froze for a few seconds, then let Yuzhe straight into the school.

Tch. The security here is terrible!

Yuzhe thought he’d have to arrange to beef up security when he got back. His sister went to this school, and with security like this, it wasn’t safe at all.

But Yuzhe had barely taken a few steps when the security guard called after him.

“Miss, wait a moment.”

Rage! The moment Yuzhe heard the words “miss,” his blood pressure shot through the roof. Still, out of politeness, he slowly turned around.

Okay, it wasn’t the guard’s fault. Stay calm! Calm down!

“Can I help you?”

Seeing the “girl” stop and turn around, the security guard continued what he’d been saying.

“Well... judging by the way you look, you must be some kind of big star, right? I’m an old guy, so I don’t watch those shows and wouldn’t know who you are. But I should still remind you to wear sunglasses when you go out, just to avoid any trouble. That’s what I’ve heard people say.”

Every time Yuzhe heard the words “miss,” it hit him like a blow.

Yuzhe’s eyelid twitched. He forced down his anger and politely replied, “I’m not a celebrity. I’m just an ordinary person. And it’s fine—I’m not going to get into any trouble, because I’m a guy.”

“Oh, you’re a guy? Then it’s fine.”

As that light, delicate voice faded into the distance, the security guard watched the “girl” walk away. He mulled over the explanation he’d just heard, then suddenly froze all over again.

“Huh? A guy?!”

.........................

What a lot of trouble he’d run into on the way here. Yuzhe stood below the classroom building, thinking.

Should he really start wearing sunglasses when he went out?

No need. Yuzhe had always stuck to one principle: he didn’t want to live a lie. Wasn’t hiding who he really was a kind of lie, too?

“Second year... second year...”

Fenghai No. 1 High School had three classroom buildings, one for each grade. Since he’d handled Zixiao’s enrollment paperwork before, he was pretty familiar with the layout.

Yuzhe wasn’t kidding when it came to his memory.

Fenghai No. 1 High School was almost as big as a university. Yuzhe had found the second-year building so quickly thanks to his excellent memory.

It seemed the classes were assigned by grades, so Yuzhe naturally headed to Class 1 on the far side of the second-year building—the class full of top students. Zixiao had to be there.

It was 11:10 a.m., and the last class of the morning was in session. Yuzhe stood outside Zixiao’s classroom, pressed against the wall as he watched what was happening inside.

At the front of the room, a stern-looking, middle-aged teacher with glasses was lecturing. The students were busy taking notes. No wonder it was the top class; their work ethic was nothing to worry about.

So... where was Zixiao?

Yuzhe searched row after row until he spotted Zixiao sitting behind a girl with pale golden hair.

Like a snow lotus—pure and pristine. No wonder she was the little sister of the school belle. She really stood out.

But the girl in front of her... she had a lovely air about her, too. Was she mixed-race?

He didn’t dwell on those details. He was just wondering what to do now.

It didn’t feel right to interrupt class and call someone out. He couldn’t disturb their lesson.

He checked his phone. There was half an hour left before class ended.

Then he’d wait outside until the bell rang...