Having already kissed, Sheng Yanxiao couldn’t pretend that nothing had happened, but he was uncertain about what to do next.

Whether naive or mature, he was ultimately a young man experiencing his first love, with no experience.

He could only watch as she hurried through her meal, quickly running upstairs, and when he saw his aunt going up to deliver medicine to Su Weiyi, Sheng Yanxiao instinctively said, "I’ll go."

The kiss in the bedroom had indeed caught Sheng Yanxiao by surprise, and seeing her nervously but obediently take her medicine, seeing her frown as she drank it, Sheng Yanxiao remembered that gentle kiss from last night.

Knowing her habits, he brought a piece of candy when going upstairs, and the next two lines in their conversation were actually things he had learned from the internet.

But when he kissed her, it was with true sincerity, along with saying, "Weiwei, wait for me, don’t get a boyfriend, otherwise, I’ll fight," every word expressing the deepest voice in his heart.

Su Weiyi, known to those familiar as Xiao Yi, Sheng Yanxiao naturally needed a unique nickname for her, his Weiwei, his one and only Weiwei.

The gentle amusement rippled through the young man’s rebellious eyes.

His Weiwei nodded, after he said those words, his Weiwei nodded.

Even though her eyes were blank at that time, even though she seemed to lose all response, he didn’t care, he only knew she nodded.

Sheng Yanxiao turned around, picked up a glass of water from the table, took a sip, lay back on the bed, lay quietly for a while, still unable to sleep.

He turned over, took a phone out of the drawer, hesitated for two seconds, and opened the message box: [Are you asleep? How were the college entrance exams?]

Sent.

A minute, no reply, five minutes, still no reply.

Sheng Yanxiao rested his hands behind his head, quietly staring at the ceiling.

Involuntarily, his mind revisited some past events, a soft smile on his thin lips.

When did he first realize he liked the girl named Su Weiyi?

It was probably in the first year of junior high, though at that time he hadn’t realized it was called "liking," the girl who had been with him since childhood, the girl he always dismissed as lacking intelligence.

The highly intelligent Sheng Yanxiao had never regarded Su Weiyi as a sister, watching seven-year-old Su Weiyi still playing with dolls, he really couldn’t see such an immature girl as a sister.

Once by chance, he overheard some older boys at school talking about Su Weiyi, saying all sorts of crude jokes, and even someone betting on pursuing her, of course, just to toy with her.

Boys seem to have a natural desire to conquer, especially enjoying conquering girls, especially those who appear quiet and obedient on the outside.

Sheng Yanxiao vividly remembered the words that reached his ears that day, at a time when he was already irritable because Su Weiyi was avoiding him for no apparent reason, and hearing such words undoubtedly hit him right where it hurt.

So he fought, since that day, he became a "bad student" who got into fights and didn’t study.

Because at that time, only by getting into fights and getting scolded, would his girl be by his side, comforting him, or helping him apply medicine.

Reflecting now, Sheng Yanxiao realized, it seemed like that year he was perpetually covered in bruises.

Until he realized his injuries scared her, made her cry, his heart suddenly ached, how could he bear it?