“Then why did you take it?” he always captured her anomaly with keen perception.
“I just thought it was pretty…”
“Me too. Send it to me.”
Su Yue admitted that she was too naive to play mind games with him. If he weren't interested in her and deliberately indulging her, she probably wouldn't have lasted this long by his side.
No choice, she opened WeChat, tapped on their chat box, and prepared to send it.
But then, she froze.
Under the remarks, it read: Dangerous Person.
Followed by a skull emoji.
The background image was also a little monster, holding a club, with a speech bubble next to it saying: Don't mess with me.
It's over… The day she added him on WeChat, she felt he was too dangerous, that she would lose her mind whenever she was with him, so she made a special remark.
To remind herself to avoid getting entangled with him.
Then she got used to it and didn't change it… kuAiδugg
Sensing the atmosphere around her gradually cooling, she quickly sent the photo, then pretended nothing was wrong, locked her screen, stood up, and looked at him with feigned ease, saying, “Shall we go?”
“Aren’t you going to explain?” he raised an eyebrow, his expression indeed not very good. Sitting and looking at her, even from below, made her feel immense pressure.
How could she explain this? If she explained honestly, the plan for today would surely fall apart.
“Um… because Officer Chen is the first person who made my heart flutter. People who are too charming are dangerous, so I made that remark.”
She racked her brains and came up with such an excuse.
“What about the background picture?” He didn’t buy her explanation and asked steadily.
The background picture… it was purely coincidental. The day he drove her back to school, she was playing on her phone and happened to see a friend post a very dispirited emoji on Moments, paired with that picture. She felt it was fitting, so she used it.
“I just thought it went well with the remark, and it was fun to use,” she said, bracing herself and sticking to the lie.
He didn’t answer. Su Yue knew he could tell she was making things up, but she decided to take a gamble, gambling that Chen Ziming wouldn’t hold it against her.
“Unlock your phone and give it to me,” he suddenly said, extending a hand towards her, looking as if he saw right through her.
He must want to change the remark.
“Okay…” She figured changing it wasn’t impossible, so she obediently complied.
Chen Ziming made some changes and handed it back to her.
He had changed the remark to: Boyfriend.
The background picture was changed to a selfie they had just taken in the mirror.
Su Yue: …
This was too direct. She hadn't agreed yet.
“Didn’t you say it yourself?” Noticing her reluctance, Chen Ziming spoke, his voice a little colder than before.
She was about to argue, but she noticed he seemed unhappy again, and their current situation was only lacking her verbal consent.
Forget it, getting out now was the most important thing. So she smiled at him and said, “Officer Chen is right. Can we go out now?”
The coldness on his face softened slightly. He finally stood up, took her hand, and led her out.
He drove her onto the elevated highway. There weren't many cars at this hour. The night had fallen, and streetlights and neon signs illuminated the entire city. Because it was Saturday, a sense of leisure permeated the bustle.
Su Yue rolled down the car window and stuck a hand out, feeling the cool summer night air at eighty kilometers per hour.
She suddenly felt very at ease.
Su Minghua hadn't bothered her again. And her relationship with Chen Ziming was developing far better than she had imagined.
She had won first place in both the debate competition and the tennis match, and there was the advertising fee for the resort hotel that was coming up soon.
Her life was progressing in the direction she desired, and the man beside her was the key to her peace of mind.
She felt like she was starting to like him a little, a liking that went beyond a mere flutter of the heart.
“What do you want to say?” Chen Ziming asked, sensing she was looking at him.
“I want to say thank you.” She smiled brilliantly, and to the man, it felt as if his heart had melted.
“Thank you for what?” He also showed a hint of a smile, his tone much gentler.
Thank him for what? Of course, for bringing her a great sense of security and the confidence to live a good life, all without her knowing.
But she couldn’t say it.
So she continued to smile and replied, “Thank you for taking me out for a drive. I’m very happy.”