Capítulo 831: Chapter 828
Wen Yu’s movements froze, and he looked up at her.
He was thin but not frail; his wrists and the backs of his hands were pale, his fingers long and slender, bony, yet blue veins faintly showed through. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on NovelHub(.)net
Lin Chao gasped slightly, incredulously looking at him, “How, how are you still smoking?”
If the dean of students at the school saw this, it would surely be a major demerit, announced to the entire school.
Wen Yu looked at her calmly, then his gaze fell on her hand gripping his wrist.
Lin Chao followed his line of sight, and upon realizing it, quickly withdrew her hand, her gaze flickering for a moment.
“So, is this what you came here for?”
At hearing this, the young girl hesitated and dodged his gaze, scratching her head uncertainly, saying, “No, not really.”
He responded indifferently, not inquiring further, appearing a bit aloof.
It seemed he lacked the desire to find out what she wanted to say.
He continued smoking, the smoke curling from his lips and lingering in front of him like a mysterious, indiscernible barrier, mysterious and slightly enticing.
It made the already tipsy young girl more agitated, knowing she was getting into a situation more dangerous and less innocent than she had imagined, yet she couldn’t help wanting to get closer.
She gazed at him, unable to look away, her eyes filled with confusion, intoxication, and also, obsession.
“You’ve had too much to drink.”
Wen Yu simply replied indifferently, then put down his cigarette, preparing to have her return to the private room.
But she grabbed his arm, her cheeks flushed, and bolstered by the alcohol, she summoned her courage, “Wait, Wen Yu, I know I’ve been drinking, but I’m very lucid right now, I have something I want to tell you.”
Wen Yu frowned slightly, “We can talk about it later.”
As he turned to leave, Lin Chao grabbed him again, shouting loudly, “I like you!”
At these words, both were briefly stunned.
It seemed the surroundings quieted down. After Lin Chao spoke those words, her heart thudded violently, her breathing turned short and chaotic, her cheeks burning hot.
She had finally said it out loud.
Wen Yu turned slightly aside, his expression unclear under the dim lighting.
But after the silence, under Lin Chao’s anxious and complicated emotions, she just heard him say lightly, “You really have had too much to drink.”
With that, he left first.
Seeing him , a surge of indescribable emotion welled up in Lin Chao, and she hastily stepped forward to stop him again, “Wen Yu, I’m not drunk, I know what I’m saying, I really do like you, I’ve liked you for two years.”
So she stood there, staring at Wen Yu, her chest heaving.
Wen Yu’s face remained unreadable, from start to finish.
When he spoke again, he simply asked, “And? What do you want me to say?”
When his words fell, Lin Chao felt as if her heart had been pricked.
Although she knew that he might not have any feelings for her, she hadn’t expected him to be neither shocked nor delighted, or even to show no emotion at all.
This reaction left her heart cold.
Still, she struggled to control her emotions, holding back the slight grievance a young girl feels when rejected, and said quietly, “You don’t like me.”
Though phrased as a question, it was a statement.
Wen Yu looked at her, his expression calm and indifferent: “Hmm.”