Upon hearing Yan Huan’s assurance for the umpteenth time, the unease on An Le’s face finally dissipated slightly, revealing a bashful smile.
It seemed that at this moment, only by repeatedly hearing Yan Huan’s assurances could her shaky heart barely maintain support.
Seeing her like this, Yan Huan thought for a moment and couldn’t help but ask,
"But that’s the last day of the camp, right? Previously, the whole thing with Sakuragi made the camp feel like a pilgrimage... So, here in this village, are there any places you want to visit in Tokyo later?"
"I... I don’t know either..."
This question left An Le stumped, unable to speak for a long time.
She pursed her lips, worried that her words would dampen the mood, and immediately followed up with a smile,
"Once we go back and meet with Vice President Sakuragi, she should have some recommendations, right? After all, she’s from Ying Country, and she’s so impressive, she must know..."
"I couldn’t tell you had such a high opinion of Sakuragi..."
At school, besides the other dorm residents, none of the other students from the Inner or Outer Courts had a good impression of Sakuragi Hitomi.
"Hmm..."
An Le nodded, with countless images flashing in her mind.
Images from the sports meet, the club festival opening speech, where Sakuragi Hitomi and Xiao Huan stood together...
Images of being able to spend time with Xiao Huan in the student council office, and going out for team-building activities with other friends...
Images of being able to help Xiao Huan in many ways with her own abilities, chatting with him on the plane...
Images from when they stood together at the Sakuragi Family house before.
Thinking of this, An Le suddenly realized...
It was the feeling called "envy."
She was actually very envious of Sakuragi Hitomi.
But she didn’t show it on her face. Instead, she averted her eyes and explained,
"Because... because Vice President Sakuragi is amazing...
"When Xiao Huan was running for student council president, Vice President Sakuragi was secretly campaigning for you among the Inner Court students...
"She’s wealthy and powerful, and she’s also beautiful. All the Inner Court students have to give her some respect..."
Upon hearing this, Yan Huan looked straight at An Le’s face and suddenly asked,
"What about you, An Le? You made that campaign website, didn’t you? That website took a lot of your effort, didn’t it? Aren’t you amazing too?"
"Eh?"
An Le widened her eyes in surprise and turned to look at Yan Huan in confusion, not understanding how he knew.
Even though she made the website, she secretly used alternate accounts to promote it in various groups and forums.
No one at the school knew that she was the one who created that website.
"Why... why did Xiao Huan..."
"I’m the one who should be asking why! You did it, but you never told me."
Yan Huan looked at An Le, even more puzzled than she was,
"And it wasn’t just me; you didn’t tell anyone, otherwise the student council wouldn’t be clueless even by the next semester..."
An Le pursed her lips and explained softly,
"Because... I was worried, if everyone knew I made it, it might... might affect Xiao Huan’s campaign...
"Compared to what Vice President Sakuragi and Yahashi did, this was nothing, it didn’t pull in many votes... so..."
Vice President Sakuragi just had to say a word to the Inner Court students, and she’d get way more votes than An Le’s efforts.
But she could only use these less significant means, even promoting the website had to be done in secret, so...
Yet without explaining, it was fine, but now that she did, it left Yan Huan unable to hold back.
He widened his eyes and blurted out,
"Are you an idiot?"
"I’m... I’m sorry..."
Hearing Yan Huan call her an idiot, An Le thought he was upset, and her expression tensed up immediately.
Although she didn’t know why she was an idiot, An Le didn’t want to make him unhappy, so she obediently apologized.
"..."
Seeing her carefully watching him, Yan Huan couldn’t help but sigh,
"I really... nevermind, I’m the idiot..."
"Xiao Huan, you’re... not an idiot... I... I am..."
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan looked at An Le and gently extended his hand.
He wasn’t trying to pat her head, just wanted to pat her shoulder and say "we both are."
But unexpectedly, as soon as Yan Huan raised his hand, she immediately closed her eyes obediently...
Like a rabbit waiting to be pounced on, submitting to him.
This made Yan Huan’s hand feel awkward, not knowing where to place it.
After hesitating for a while, he decided to pat An Le on the shoulder.
However, An Le didn’t seem to notice, still keeping her eyes closed, making Yan Huan a little taken aback.
Was she really that nervous?
"An Le?"
"Eh eh?"
Hearing Yan Huan speak, An Le immediately opened her eyes.
She glanced to the side and finally noticed Yan Huan’s hand resting on her shoulder, where she felt nothing.
She tensed up a bit, worried that Yan Huan might notice something unusual, took a step back, and said softly,
"Sorry... sorry..."
"What’s there to apologize for?"
Yan Huan sighed and explained patiently,
"You know, An Le, some things aren’t just about the results... besides, that website of yours was really a big help..."
"Re... really..."
"Yes."
Yan Huan hadn’t said much else, but just a simple "yes" suddenly left An Le stunned in place.
She stared blankly at Yan Huan, but for some reason, a warm feeling spread through her heart, almost bringing tears to her eyes.
But she managed to hold it back, not letting the tears fall.
The next second, instead, she looked at Yan Huan and broke into a silly smile,