Chapter 64 - 64 Why do I feel like he likes you?
Chapter 64: Chapter 64 Why do I feel like he likes you?
“I’m so mad, can you blame me? I was trying to help, and I helped wrong? I think that guy must be on the wrong meds, getting so angry for no good reason. So what if he’s handsome? Who spoiled him like that!!!”
Shen Zhaozhao grew more and more angry as she thought about it, walking briskly while voicing her complaints.
“Zhaozhao, slow down a bit, wait for me.”
Sang Youyou followed behind her, struggling to keep up, her short legs almost smoking from the effort.
“Ahhhh, I’m still so angry!”
Just thinking about how those girls might be laughing at her behind her back was enough to make Shen Zhaozhao feel like a volcano ready to erupt.
Sang Youyou looked at her, a hesitant expression crossing her face.
“Dammit, Sheng Chuyi, you jerk, Sheng Chuyi, making me explain myself in front of so many people, and then you snapped at me. You better never speak to me again because if I ever pay attention to you again, I’m a pig.”
After venting a slew of harsh words into the air, Shen Zhaozhao took several deep breaths, finally calming down, telling herself not to get angry, not to get angry, as no one else would suffer but herself.
“You really don’t know why he got mad?” Sang Youyou finally spoke once her friend had settled down.
Shen Zhaozhao gritted her teeth, indignantly responding, “I think he’s just sick!” And not mildly so.
“Why do I feel like he likes you?” Sang Youyou hesitantly suggested.
Actually, she had felt this way for a while now. Sheng Chuyi obviously treated Shen Zhaozhao differently from others.
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Just now, with many girls looking at him, he only talked with Shen Zhaozhao.
Shen Zhaozhao reached out to feel her forehead and said, “You don’t have a fever? What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? We’re as close as left and right hands, even more familiar to each other than we are to ourselves. Holding each other’s hand is like holding our own hands. Do you think he could like me?”
“Why couldn’t he? You two grew up together, your relationship is closer than with others; it’s only natural for him to like you,” Sang Youyou argued.
“Of course, it’s not natural,” Shen Zhaozhao countered resolutely, “Would you date someone who has seen you grind your teeth, wet the bed, and talk in your sleep? Moreover, haven’t you seen how he despises me usually? How could he possibly like me?”
“You two saw each other wet the bed?” Sang Youyou looked at her in surprise.
Shen Zhaozhao: “…That’s not the point. I’m just making a comparison. The main thing is we’re too familiar. I know all his strengths and weaknesses, and he knows all my likes and dislikes. There’s no secret between us. With that, do you still think we’re suitable for dating?”
“Why not? Isn’t that great? You two can skip the getting-to-know-each-other phase and head straight for marriage.”
Understanding each other, caring for one another, sharing common upbringing and memories…
Was there any kind of relationship more strengthening than this?
If she had such a childhood friend, she’d do everything to keep him, definitely not letting someone else snatch him away.
The key was that her little friend was handsome and smart.
She couldn’t believe that she wasn’t moved at all.
Shen Zhaozhao didn’t know what the other person thought, but to her, the likelihood of Sheng Chuyi liking her seemed lower than her chances of getting into Jing University.
“Anyway, it’s absolutely impossible between him and me.” She’d heard him say himself that he didn’t like her.
Sang Youyou looked at her, her face full of conviction, unsure of what else to say.
Could it be that she was really overthinking it?