Lima syndrome

Che Jingcan grabbed him without saying a word and turned back to his previous seat. Bai Zhiyan was no match for him and was pressed down on the sofa. Che Jingcan was afraid that he would escape, so he sat directly outside the sofa to block the exit.

Bai Zhiyan immediately stepped back to keep a safe distance from him, staring at him intently, "I remember you came to me to avenge the bite you got last time, what do you want to do now?"

She had been saying thank you repeatedly on the phone, but now when they met she looked as if she had seen a ghost. Che Jingcan was so angry that his teeth were itching.

"You just need to answer me what you are doing here."

Bai Zhiyan looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what was wrong with him again, but he had important things to do and couldn't keep pestering him here.

"I have an appointment with someone here, and he will be here soon, please move aside."

"Oh? You have an appointment?" Che Jingcan smiled, and the mole on his lip rose and fell. "Do you know who that person is?"

Bai Zhiyan originally wanted to tell him that the person he was waiting for would be here soon, and asked him to leave quickly and not to cause trouble for him, but his reaction was very strange.

"What?" Bai Zhiyan was startled and frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say you had an appointment to meet someone? Do you know who that person is?"

Bai Zhiyan secretly thought that this was not good. Since he asked this question, did it mean that he knew that he didn't actually know that person, so he was not worried that the other party would support him.

Che Jingcan was very satisfied when he saw his slightly changed expression. He supported his hands between the sofa and the long table and trapped him tightly in the gap in the corner. Bai Zhiyan had nowhere to retreat and wanted to raise his hand to push him away, but the gift bag in his hand fell as soon as he moved.

Che Jingcan was attracted by the bag. He picked up the cat pendant that fell out of the bag faster than Bai Zhiyan. He remembered that Bai Zhiyan didn't have anything in his hand two hours ago, so what was this...

"Is this for me?" He hooked his fingers on the chain and shook it, and the cute cat's head swayed along with it. "It's a little childish, but I can barely accept it."

Bai Zhiyan was shocked by the scene before him. He stretched out his arm to grab it, "What gift is this for you? Are you sick? Stop being so self-indulgent!"

Che Jingcan held the ornament in one hand and blocked his movements with the other hand, not caring that he used the words he once said to him, "If it's not for me, then who is it for? Is it for the person you are meeting?"

"Yes! It's for him, so give it back to me quickly."

"Are you sure it's for that person?" Che Jingcan asked again with a smile.

"I'm sure this was bought specifically for him. It has nothing to do with you."

As soon as Bai Zhiyan finished speaking, Che Jingcan quickly put the pendant into his pocket, then took out something that looked very familiar to Bai Zhiyan and held it in front of him.

It was a handkerchief with his last name embroidered on it.

For a moment, Bai Zhiyan's brain stopped working, even the movements of his hands stopped, and he just stared blankly at the handkerchief in his hand.

"This, this is me..."

"This is what you were looking for, right? How is it? Didn't you expect that the person you would meet today would be me?"

Che Jingcan proudly waved the handkerchief he had washed in front of him, and the word "white" embroidered on it became more and more obvious.

Bai Zhiyan swallowed his saliva. He knew that his handkerchief was in Che Jingcan's hand when he last disappeared, but he thought he must have thrown it away long ago, so he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Finally, he raised his hand to grab his handkerchief and looked carefully to see if there was any damage on it.

Seeing his cautious look, Che Jingcan started to murmur, "See, if you make one more hole, I'll take your last name."

Bai Zhiyan felt a little uncomfortable after his thoughts were revealed. He coughed a few times and replied dryly, "I don't."

An awkward atmosphere began to spread (actually it was Bai Zhiyan who felt awkward unilaterally). He simply couldn't understand why Che Jingcan kept his handkerchief. Since the things had been found, there was no need for him to stay here and argue with him. After Bai Zhiyan sorted out his emotions, his usual cold face returned in a second.

"I've got the stuff. I'll leave now. After all, we're not in a relationship where we can talk quietly."

"What did you say?" Che Jingcan was furious when he saw him turning his back on him. "Is this how you treat your benefactor?"

Hearing him say that, Bai Zhiyan's delicate eyebrows knitted again, "It was you who took my things that day and didn't return them, how come you became my benefactor?"

"How dare you say that? It's not that I don't want to give it to you. You just ran away crying after being bitten a few times that day, and you made me feel like I did something to you. How could I give it to you in that situation?"

"you you!"

When Che Jingcan brought up what happened that day again, memories kept flashing through Bai Zhiyan's mind. Such a shameful thing was spoken out so blatantly in public, and Bai Zhiyan was so ashamed and angry that he couldn't say anything.

"I, what's wrong with me?"

"I don't want to argue with you about these useless things, please get out of the way."

Che Jingcan didn't move, still blocking the exit, "No, I came all the way here to give you something, and you don't even say thank you?"

So Bai Zhiyan began to thank him like a robot, "Thank you, thank you very much, is it done? Are you satisfied?"

Che Jingcan grinned, resting one hand on the table to support his head. The midday sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows and hit his dazzling red hair. Combined with his flamboyant expression, it made Bai Zhiyan squint his eyes.

"Satisfied, very satisfied, but..." He left the words half-finished, tempting Bai Zhiyan to ask him.

"Just what?"

"We clearly agreed to treat our benefactor to a meal that day, right?"

"How do you know..." Bai Zhiyan reacted instantly, "Are you in cahoots with the person in charge?"

"I don't know if they are in the same group or not. I just know that I can't easily go back on my promise to others."

Bai Zhiyan had nothing to say. This was a trap set by the two of them from the beginning, waiting for him to fall into it. He tightly grasped the handkerchief in his hand, but in order to find the handkerchief given by his mother, he didn't mind being tricked.

"Okay, I'll choose the restaurant and you can't be picky. After we finish eating, we'll be even and never bother each other again."

Che Jingcan was in a good mood when he heard Bai Zhiyan agreed, and he didn't even care about what he said.

"I have no objection." He raised an eyebrow at Bai Zhiyan, "Then shall we leave now?"

After walking out of the cafe, Bai Zhiyan took out his mobile phone and found the restaurant he had found online before, and started leading the way according to the navigation.

Che Jingcan, who was taller than him, looked at his phone screen from behind and sneered, "You said you didn't want to eat, but you've already picked a restaurant."

As if that wasn't enough, he took out the cat pendant that Bai Zhiyan had bought, hooked the chain on it, and turned it around on his finger, deliberately showing it to him.

"Hey, I even bought a gift."

Bai Zhiyan's face was so dark that it could be made into ink, and he chose to ignore his childish elementary school behavior.

After walking for about ten minutes, Che Jingcan kept trying to make Bai Zhiyan unhappy and tried to make him talk to him, but Bai Zhiyan thoroughly implemented the cold violence response method, making all Che Jingcan's punches hit cotton.

Finally, they stopped in front of a store that was decorated in a very stylish way. There were many beautiful boys and girls taking pictures at the door. Whether in his previous life or this life, Bai Zhiyan had never been to such an Internet celebrity store. When he really arrived at the door of the store, he was a little hesitant. He had heard Liu Zhimin say before that this seemed to be "trendsetter phobia"?

He seemed a little embarrassed even after he entered and sat down. He ordered a set meal at random. He just hoped that the meal would be over quickly.

Che Jingcan also noticed his absent-mindedness, and his bad mood due to being ignored reached its peak at this time.

"I'm telling you—" He picked up his fork and pointed at Bai Zhiyan who was sitting opposite him, "We're already here, even if you have any dissatisfaction, you'd better hold it in."

Bai Zhiyan turned his head away in disgust, "Hasn't anyone taught you that it's rude to point at people with cutlery?"

"Is it polite to remain silent when someone is talking to you?"

Bai Zhiyan was speechless. He didn't want to argue with him on such boring topics as politeness or not.

"Then how did you get that wound on your head?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

Che Jingcan has discovered that his bad temper will quickly come up as soon as he talks to Bai Zhiyan.

"Hey, Dead Fish Face, you haven't told me your name yet?" Although Che Jingcan already knew his name from the person in charge, he still wanted him to tell him in person.

"Since you have colluded with the person in charge of the church, how is it possible that you don't know my name?" Bai Zhiyan exposed him mercilessly.

"I just don't know, or do you like me calling you dead fish face?" He just acted like a rogue.

"Call it whatever you want."

Bai Zhiyan has been traumatized by the fact that Che Jingcan called his name. In his previous life, he was beaten half to death the first time he called his name. He would rather be called by this nickname.

Che Jingcan's plan failed, and he became even more angry. He spoke again, "Then don't you want to ask me what my name is?"

"Do not want to."

In fact, it was because Bai Zhiyan had known him in his previous life.

Che Jingcan was almost furious after hearing his indifferent answer. He started to introduce himself to Bai Zhiyan regardless.

"Listen carefully, my name is Che Jingcan, I am 185cm tall, I am an adult this year, I go to Silver Star College, and I have a family-"

"Stop it, Mr. Che Jingcan."

Bai Zhiyan couldn't bear it any longer, because his self-introduction attracted many curious looks from people around him. He felt really ashamed. In just one short day, he had already lost face twice because of Che Jingcan, while the culprit looked so smug.

Because this was the first time that the culprit was called by his name, he felt like being scratched by a cat. They had met so many times, but it was only today that they truly got to know each other.

"What's wrong? Do you want to comment on my introduction?" Che Jingcan looked at Bai Zhiyan with a cocky look on his face.

"I am 19 years old. Please use honorifics when speaking to me from now on."

After Bai Zhiyan finished speaking, he saw the person opposite him was stunned, then opened his mouth in disbelief.

"What!" He slammed the table, "You are 19 years old?"

The waiter happened to come over at this time and was startled by his action. He hesitated for a moment whether to serve the meal. Bai Zhiyan smiled apologetically at the waiter, glared at Che Jingcan opposite him, and then helped the waiter to serve the dishes.

Che Jingcan was obviously unable to get over the shock of seeing the weakling opposite him being one year older than him. He opened and closed his mouth for a long time without uttering a single word.

Bai Zhiyan didn't care about his reaction. He just wanted him to be quiet because he knew that with Che Jingcan's personality, he would never speak honorifics to him. But he knew that he was older than him and he would definitely feel awkward if he kept speaking in plain language. So he would definitely choose to speak less or even not speak at all. Bai Zhiyan was happy to have some free time.

He picked up his knife and fork and began to taste the restaurant's signature dishes, but he felt that every dish was just average and not as delicious as the online bloggers had praised. In Bai Zhiyan's opinion, the various fancy embellishments on the plate were not as attractive as the white roses in the vase on the table. He hated flashy things, so he reasonably suspected that the restaurant deliberately invited internet celebrities to take photos and check in to increase its popularity.

Che Jingcan on the opposite side did become quiet after being startled. He ate a few mouthfuls of food obediently and swallowed them without chewing. He was still immersed in the shock that Bai Zhiyan was older than him.

"Seriously, you didn't lie to me?"

Che Jingcan looked Bai Zhiyan up and down. With this face, it wouldn't be weird to say that he was a junior high school student. How could he be older than himself?

"I don't need to talk nonsense about my age."

After receiving the response, Che Jingcan was completely depressed.

The meal was a lot quieter than Bai Zhiyan had imagined, probably thanks to the age difference. It was rare to see him looking so frustrated, so Bai Zhiyan's mood improved a little.

There is a lot of traffic outside the restaurant, with pedestrians walking in a hurry or strolling leisurely. Occasionally, one or two people push open the door and come in to the front desk to order food. Dedicated internet celebrities and bloggers are also trying hard to pose for photos and check in. From time to time, you can hear food bloggers exaggeratingly praising the food.

In the entire restaurant, their place was the quietest, so quiet that the two people sitting face to face looked more like strangers sharing a table for dinner.

Bai Zhiyan put down his cutlery early and was fiddling with the white roses in the glass vase out of boredom. Che Jingcan didn't want to finish the meal so quickly, so he ate at a snail's pace, wishing he could cut the steak on the plate into minced meat.

As he ate, he was attracted by Bai Zhiyan's movements. He looked at his slender white hands, his five fingers bent and gently touching the petals of the white rose, opening and closing them, and the rose trembled with his movements. His nails were round and full, and the only flaw was the calluses that were faintly visible on his fingertips and fingertips.

Che Jingcan frowned. He didn't understand how a student could have something in his hand that only a servant at home would have.

Could this beautiful, imperfect hand have a different side? How do calluses form? Like a gardener pruning a flower branch? Or like a chef holding a knife?

He suddenly thought of his friends who had learned to play musical instruments. They also had a thin layer of calluses on their hands, but their hands seemed different from his. Perhaps he was also learning to play a musical instrument.

Without Che Jingcan realizing it himself, he had actually fantasized so much about a pair of hands. It was not until the other party saw him stop eating and just stared blankly at the decorative flowers that Bai Zhiyan withdrew his hand.