As soon as he entered the room, Huaiyi didn’t even bother to insert the key card. He immediately turned on his phone and called Kang Xuan again.
"Oh my god, Old Kang!!!" Huaiyi leapt onto the bed like an arrow, starting to shout, "I-I-I-I-I... I actually! I-I-I-I ahhhh... I teased Xiang Qichen!"
Kang Xuan: ".........."
So Kang Xuan listened to Comrade Huaiyi’s crazed shouts for two minutes...
"That’s enough, shut up!" Kang Xuan interrupted, "If you don’t get to the point, I’ll soon let you see the red exclamation mark next to my name in your WeChat friends list."
Huaiyi was puzzled: "...What’s that?"
Kang Xuan: "Blocked."
Huaiyi: "......"
Kang Xuan: "Tell me honestly."
Huaiyi turned over and kicked his feet: "I just rode the elevator upstairs with Xiang Qichen! He lives on the same floor as me! I got his autograph and even gave him a plaster patch!"
Kang Xuan hesitated for half a second: "Huaiyi, you’re really something. It’s all quiet until you suddenly make a big splash!"
"...It’s hard to imagine that my timid self suddenly plucked up the courage to tease him..." Huaiyi sighed in a delayed realization.
Kang Xuan: "Did you touch him again?"
Huaiyi: "I teased him verbally."
Kang Xuan was both shocked and furious: "You actually kissed my Xiang Qichen aggressively!!!"
"..." Huaiyi shamelessly replied, "I wish I had that ability!"
"...So shameless!" Kang Xuan despised her, raising her voice to scold, "So, just tell me quickly how you teased him verbally!"
Huaiyi clicked his tongue: "Actually, it was nothing. I just mumbled to myself, ’If only I had you, it would be perfect,’ and accidentally got overheard by my crush."
Kang Xuan: "Why don’t you just say you want to die under him from physical desire?"
Huaiyi suddenly understood: "If I get the chance in the future, I’ll definitely say it!"
Kang Xuan: "..."
,
Close to midnight, Xiang Qichen opened the bathroom door, stepped to the bedside, and glanced at the box of plaster patches he had just placed on the nightstand. His hand that was toweling his hair paused as he remembered what Huaiyi had said—
"This works really well. Stick one on before you go to bed and you’ll feel much better tomorrow."
"After you apply it, blow on it with a hairdryer. Heating it will help the patch absorb better..."
Xiang Qichen reached for the box, took out a patch, and went back to the bathroom. He applied it on the wound in front of the mirror and then used the hairdryer to blow on it directly.
The medicine’s cool feeling took effect, and the sprain felt much more relieved than before.
The gentle hum of the hairdryer filled his ears. Xiang Qichen touched the patch on his neck, and suddenly the phrase that made his ears warm popped into his mind: "If only I had you, it would be perfect..."
"..."
With a "clap," Mr. Xiang set down the hairdryer.
The sound was powerful and resonant.
The next day
Huaiyi woke up extra early with ulterior motives, hoping for a "chance encounter" with her crush on her way out, and then naturally going downstairs together.
However, things didn’t go as planned.
Mr. Xiang had probably left early. From the time Huaiyi took the elevator downstairs to leaving the hotel door, she didn’t see a trace of her crush.
Of course, Huaiyi hadn’t held much hope to begin with. After having breakfast with Liu Yang, they headed to the film set together.
Getting out of the car and all the way to the lounge, Huaiyi seemed unusually enthusiastic. Liu Yang gave her a strange look, then reached out to tug on the rare ponytail she had tied up: "Huaiyi, did you shoot an adrenaline shot? What are you so excited about?"
Forced to stop, Huaiyi turned to look at him: "Am I that excited?"
Liu Yang released her ponytail, dropping a hand on her shoulder: "Very! Excited."
Huaiyi pursed her lips and glanced at the white T-shirt she was wearing today, smiling as she answered, "Maybe because I’m wearing new clothes today."
Maybe it was because she was wearing the same white T-shirt as Xiang Qichen today, so she felt full of energy >o_<...
Xiang Qichen took a few steps and stopped in front of her. He glanced at her wearing the same short-sleeved shirt as him, showing no emotion, just giving her a slight nod and his deep voice spoke: "Thank you for the plaster patches, I feel much better today."
Unexpectedly, Huaiyi’s face flushed red, and she lowered her head shyly, "You’re too... too kind, it’s good that you’re feeling better..."
Xiang Qichen’s eyes deepened as he stared at the top of her head, his ears suddenly echoing—
"If only I had you, it would be perfect..."
Having you would be perfect...
More perfect...
Perfect...
Perfect...
Xiang Qichen: "................"