You are like the warm sun

Chapter 50: Would you hate it if I touched you?
Tang Wan had just finished shopping and was coming out. She glanced at the direction the two girls had left. She tilted her head slightly and casually asked the boy sitting there, "Is this someone you know?"

He peeled a candy and put it in his mouth, his voice vague, "I don't know."

Putting the candy wrapper into his pocket, Shao Zhouci stood up, his long eyelashes drooping, and he looked a little unwell, so his voice was a little muffled: "Are you still buying?"

Tang Wan shook her head, taking care of his physical condition after he was discharged from the hospital, "We've already bought it, let's go back."

He answered quickly: "Yeah."

It can be seen that he really doesn't like such lively occasions.

Tang Wan decided not to force him to come next time.

When they left the mall, both of them were carrying several bags in their hands. It seemed that she had accidentally bought a lot.

After getting into the taxi, Tang Wan looked at the dejected boy beside her, her eyes falling on his left hand resting on his leg.

His hands were white and slender, with distinct joints, beautiful as a jade carving. However, there were two obvious scars on his left wrist, like tiny centipedes, which ruined the beauty of the artwork.

Tang Wan couldn't help but reach out and gently stroked the latest scar on his body, which had already scabbed and fallen off.

She had imagined the feeling of having her wrist cut by a knife, but had never experienced it.

He's so cruel to himself...

As if feeling itchy, the boy next to him moved his fingers and tried to pull his hand away.

Tang Wan pressed it.

Meeting his dark brown eyes, she blinked innocently.

He just glanced at it casually, then turned his head to look out the window.

Tang Wan stretched out her index finger and tentatively poked his fair face. After tilting her head and pondering for a moment, she asked softly, "Shao Zhouci, do you hate it when I touch you like this?"

At school, he seemed to hate being touched.

Shao Zhouci, who was originally staring out the window in a daze, turned around and glanced at her with an indifferent look.

He had heard the word "hate" many times in the past two days. She seemed to care about his thoughts and feelings. After thinking carefully, he replied, "No."

He neither hated nor was he moved by her touch, so he let her get closer with an indifferent attitude.

Tang Wan probably knew what he was thinking.

She would not be so self-indulgent as to think that he had fallen in love with her.

There are still two months left, no rush.

In fact, Tang Wan proposed a two-month agreement not only to give herself a chance to pursue him, but the most important reason was to change his attitude towards life and make him become more positive and optimistic.

At least don't put yourself in the hospital again.

This way, she can feel more at ease whether they will be together in the future or not.

After returning to Shao Zhouci's rental apartment, Tang Wan placed her things in the corner of the sofa. She glanced at the clock and realized it was almost time for dinner. She rolled up her sleeves and prepared to cook, but when she opened the refrigerator, she found nothing inside except mineral water and some drinks.

"..."

Doesn't he even boil water? The plastic bottles alone could be recycled and sold for a lot of money.

Tang Wan rummaged through the refrigerator and couldn't help but frown: "Shao Zhouci, what have you been eating recently?"

The boy, burying himself in the sofa, lazily replied, "Instant noodles."

She had a terrible suspicion.

"You're not going to use drinks to make noodles, are you?"

The person on the sofa fell silent.

Tang Wan was shocked. Could it be that she was right?
She turned to look at him, only to see him pursing his lips, looking thoughtful, as if something interested him.

(End of this chapter)