Chapter 5 You Will Love Me Four
The next day, on a sunny afternoon with the air filled with the fragrance of roses, I received a local express package from Xu Yun. It was the W brand men's shirt and nothing else.
It seemed that he didn't feel offended by what he said at the barbecue restaurant yesterday, or he felt it didn't matter even if he did.
I stared at the shirt in a daze, wondering if my behavior yesterday was a bit too extreme.
At this moment, Xiaoyuan came over and looked at the package in my hand: "Men's shirt..."
She looked at me in disbelief: "Hexue, you are too fast, are you...giving Xu Yun a shirt right now?"
I said nothing and just clicked on the sender's name on the express delivery note.
Xiao Yuan's mouth immediately opened into a circle: "Xu Yun gave you a men's shirt? Isn't this too weird?"
"Uh..." I tried to explain everything to Xiaoyuan in the simplest words, "This shirt was meant for Hua Ziyin, but because the mall was sold out of this type of shirt, Xu Yun lent me a brand new one. That's it."
"Is that so?" Xiao Yuan nodded, not quite understanding, "But, Hexue, I think you've made me even more confused."
She frowned, and then in the next second she looked as if she had suddenly realized something: "Ah, I see, you gave Hua Ziyin the shirt because he helped you during the fight that day. You gave him the shirt to thank him for helping you, right?"
Now it was my turn to be confused by Madoka's words. I blinked and thought about what Madoka had just said: "Did Hanako Yin help me in the fight that day? How is that possible? Madoka, stop joking."
"Of course I helped!" Xiao Yuan looked surprised, "Otherwise how did he get the scar on his face?"
"It was an accidental injury." I insisted on my own idea. "The fight was so chaotic that day, it was inevitable that there would be an accidental injury."
"No, I saw it with my own eyes. It was Hanako Yin who blocked you with his sideways movement, and that's why his face was scratched by someone else." Xiao Yuan looked at me dissatisfiedly, as if she wanted to speak up for Hanako Yin, "Otherwise, you would have been the one whose face was scratched. I thought you knew it all along."
"Really?" I hesitated because of Xiaoyuan's confident expression. Hanako Yin actually blocked that for me. Well, he must have some ulterior motive. He is not that kind.
Even though I was thinking this, my eyes involuntarily swept towards Hua Ziyin's seat, and happened to meet his cold glance. When he saw me, he quickly turned his face away, as if I was something disgusting. I stuffed my shirt into the desk drawer in anger and turned my head to the other side to avoid looking at him.
Xiao Yuan encouraged me without knowing what was going on: "Go and give the shirt to him. It's lunchtime now, so there aren't many people here. When more people come in, they'll see you giving Hana Ziyin the shirt, and I wonder what they'll say."
"No. If he wants it, he can just come and get it himself." I deliberately said it loudly and nastily.
Xiao Yuan didn't seem to notice my displeasure at all, and volunteered, "Okay, how about I help you take it to him?"
"Whatever." I handed the shirt to Xiaoyuan. "If he doesn't want it , just throw it in the trash can."
Xiaoyuan took the shirt and walked slowly .
I really didn't want to see the smug expression on Hana Ziyin's face when she received the shirt, so I walked out of the classroom to bask in the sun.
