Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
Just as Shi Yao was thinking of this, Lin Jiage walked into the ward with his head lowered, his attention on his phone.
So, the ringtone was from his phone…
But who sent him the message? There was something wrong with his expression. It didn’t seem like anger, it was more like… shyness? Or perhaps, embarrassment might be a better description…
Maybe Shi Yao’s gaze had lingered on Lin Jiage for too long, but the latter seemed to have sensed something, prompting him to tear his gaze away from his phone and direct it towards the area she was sitting at.
Catching sight of Lin Jiage’s reaction, Shi Yao hurriedly withdrew her gaze from him and lowered her head back to her phone.
[111111] still hadn’t replied to her yet…
As usual, Lin Jiage didn’t greet her. Instead, he kept his phone in his pocket, walked past Shi Yao to head towards Grandpa Lin—who was lying in bed while sipping on a cup of wolfberry tea—and greeted him, “Grandfather.” After which, he lazily sat down on the sofa by the bed.
Grandpa Lin frowned. “Didn’t you see Yaoyao?”
As if he hadn’t heard anything, Lin Jiage remained silent.
Grandpa Lin’s tone darkened, “Didn’t you hear what I said?”
Lin Jiage finally raised his eyes, glanced at Shi Yao, and greeted her with a very perfunctory “Mm”.
Grandpa Lin frowned deeply at Lin Jiage’s response.
Fearing that Grandpa Lin was about to lose his temper, Shi Yao hurriedly spoke up, “Grandpa Lin, I nearly forgot. I brought you an iPad, and I downloaded your favorite spy films into it so that you won’t be bored while you’re in the hospital…”
Grandpa Lin shot Lin Jiage a hostile glare before turning to Shi Yao with a sweet smile and said, “Shi Yao sure is mature and kind, unlike a certain rascal who only knows how to provoke me everyday…
“…Say, Yaoyao, why am I so unlucky? What kind of sins did I commit for the heavens to give me such a grandson…?
“Yaoyao, do you think I might have carried the wrong grandson out of the hospital back then?”
Shi Yao had no idea how to respond to Grandpa Lin’s words, so she simply listened to him awkwardly by the side.
She secretly slipped a glance towards Lin Jiage, only to see him shaking his leg apathetically, clearly paying no mind to Grandpa Lin’s words.
It was dinner time, and [111111] still hadn’t responded to Shi Yao’s message.
Could Mister Numbers really be angry?
While Auntie Sun was feeding Grandpa Lin his medicine, Shi Yao took out her phone and sent another message to [111111]: [Are you there? I have something I need to talk to you about.]
A second after Shi Yao sent the message, a ‘ ding dong ‘ ringtone rang out in the room.
Shi Yao automatically turned her head towards the casually seated Lin Jiage on the sofa.
This sure was a coincidence. Twice, right when she’d sent a message, his phone rang immediately after. Those witnessing this sight might think that she had sent a message to him.
Thinking this, Shi Yao saw Lin Jiage lazily fish his phone out of his pocket.
It was truly a mystery who had just messaged him; he stared at it for some time, and his expression became the same as it was when he first walked into the ward earlier, a little awkward and a little embarrassed…
But this time, he didn’t put away his phone like before. Instead, he lifted his finger and began tapping on the screen.
It was impossible to tell what he was typing, but after some time, his movement suddenly came to a halt. Following which, he switched off his phone screen and slipped it back into his pants pocket.