I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

head maliciously repeating over and over again—

Little Mask doesn’t like me.

Little Mask never liked me.

After she held his hand in the library, he never imagined such a possibility.
The voice knocked him off the cliff and caused him to tremble unconsciously.

…

But does she remember my birthday?

This was the main thought in Fu Yangxi's mind.

As if he was holding on to a lifeline, he thought desperately, what if all this is just a misunderstanding? Such a coincidence can happen in this world! Just when she was being kind to me, Shen Liyao appeared! If I misunderstood her because of this and went to make trouble unreasonably, then I would be considered insane!

She did like Shen Liyao, but what does that matter? She has no contact with Shen Liyao at all now, so I definitely won't mind this!

As long as she likes me now, I’ll pretend that nothing happened today!

“I don't believe anyone else.
I only want to hear this from her.” Fu Yangxi wiped his face.
He suddenly stood up and asked Ke Chengwen to take out his phone.
“Call her.”

Fu Yangxi's sanity was stretched to the brim.

Although his face was already very pale and his lips looked bloodless, he maintained the last bit of decency by trying hard to maintain his expression and not let himself show any signs of embarrassment.

He settled down and said to Ke Chengwen slowly, “Help me ask her.”

…

Ke Chengwen looked at him hesitantly for a while.
In the end, he had no choice but to call her.

…

At this moment, only their breathing could be heard in the room.

…

After a while, the call got through.

Ke Chengwen didn't know how to ask her.
He glanced at Fu Yangxi's expression and asked, “Mingxi, where are you?”

“You’re having dinner with the Dong family? I see.
Well, um, it's just that—” Ke Chengwen paused.
“Do you remember when Xi ge's birthday is? Do we want to surprise him?”

There was a static sound before Mingxi who was at the other end of the line replied, “Yes, of course we should give him a surprise.”

Ke Chengwen put her on speaker.

Then Fu Yangxi heard Mingxi ask, “But when is his birthday?”

Fu Yangxi: “…”

…

The air was dead silent.

Ke Chengwen dared not look at Fu Yangxi's face, so he asked, “I’ll talk to you tomorrow, we’ll discuss what to give him in school then.
We have to discuss this privately and keep it a secret from Xi ge.
What are you planning to give?”

She said, “I haven’t thought about it yet.
Give me some time to figure something out.”

Ke Chengwen's heart was pounding with nervousness.
He tried to coax the truth out of her, “Don't go too far with your gift, or else everyone in class will know that you like Xi ge.”

After he finished speaking, he shouted and prayed in his heart, Zhao Mingxi, hurry up and say that I’m being stupid! Say that you do like Xi ge! Otherwise Xi ge will really blow up the school tomorrow! Other people will suffer too!

Mingxi on the other side was taken aback.

She suddenly realized that some of her actions since she changed classes could be easily misunderstood.
Based on Ke Chengwen's tone, he seemed to think she was pursuing Fu Yangxi.

Thank goodness Fu Yangxi doesn’t think so.

Fortunately, Fu Yangxi's single-cell brain has yet to realize this, and he just treats me as a same-sex follower.
If he mistakes me for liking him, we won’t even be able to stay as friends anymore.
Just like the girl who gave him a thousand paper cranes that day, Ihe would think that I was looking for a beating.

Mingxi didn’t want to lose Fu Yangxi, so she hurriedly took the phone and ran to the toilet before explaining, “No, no, that’s absolute nonsense.
I treat Xi ge like my boss, I won’t—”

Mingxi wanted to say that she would not overstep her boundaries, but for some reason Ke Chengwen was suddenly disconnected on the other side of the call, effectively cutting her off.

Then, there was a busy tone.

Out of battery…?