Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

When Yan Weixi woke up, her mind was still foggy.

The flood of information overwhelmed her, making her feel very uncomfortable.

She stood up blankly.

The blanket draped over her body slipped off with her movement.

Seeing the blanket on the ground, she realized that she was wearing a blanket.

She bent down to pick up the blanket, and looked around in a daze. She remembered very clearly that she didn't have this blanket.

She never covered herself with a blanket before going to bed.

After scanning the area, her gaze settled on one spot.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on the boy and draping him in a pale golden blanket, making his pale, translucent skin appear soft and warm in the soft light.

His long white hair was tied into a low ponytail, but a strand still fell loosely onto his shoulder, shining brightly in the sunlight.

He was asleep on the table, his shallow breathing creating a beautiful and tranquil scene captured in the bright midday light.

In the classroom, besides her, there was only Shen Yunchi.

Yan Weixi picked up the blanket, intending to drape it over him.

She walked over slowly, and when she saw Shen Yunchi frowning, she couldn't help but stop, wanting to smooth the worry between his brows.

She bent down and looked at Shen Yunchi.

Shen Yunchi was very handsome, so handsome that he looked like a beautiful boy doll in a shop window. His slightly curled, white eyelashes looked as if they were covered in frost, delicate and beautiful.

In her memory, he always liked to take her out to play, holding her hand, more energetic than anyone else, running forward carefree.

He was as lively as a sunflower in the sunlight.

And now.

He was as cold as an ice lotus on a snow-capped mountain.

No one could have imagined that the once vibrant boy would become a cold and fragile young man.

She remembered that unknown voice asking him:

What if she dislikes your coldness?

How could that be?

Who could dislike such a beautiful woman?

Not to mention, especially after she learned that he had once been full of energy, she didn't even have time to feel sorry for him, let alone hate him.

"Achi is an idiot," she said softly, helplessly.

He could detect even the faintest sound.

Shen Yunchi seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

He heard the voice, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, trembling slightly. The moment he opened his eyes and saw Yan Weixi—

His face flushed instantly, his ears burned, and he instinctively tried to dodge.

He had just woken up and hadn't had time to react yet.

The moment you see someone you like, you inadvertently and without any attempt to hide your true reaction.

"Xi... Yan classmate." Shen Yunchi's voice was hoarse.

"I'm here." Yan Weixi smiled sweetly at him.

The familiar smile reminded Shen Yunchi of the times they used to play together.

Those beautiful memories, flashing through my mind again and again, like precious treasures, burst forth once more at this moment.

His heart ached uncontrollably. He knew she had forgotten him, forgotten their past, but every time he thought of her, he couldn't help but feel a pang of longing.

I wish she remembered too.

“Achi”.

Hearing that incredibly familiar voice, so familiar it was etched into his memory, and hearing that name that had flashed through his mind time and time again, his body instinctively trembled.

That voice sounds so familiar.

She used to call him Achi time and time again.

He thought he might never hear his little cake call him that again.

The sudden echo in his ears was enough to stir his heartstrings.

"I'm here." It was almost an instinctive reaction.

Just like he always was, whenever her voice rang out, whenever she called him, he would habitually respond to her.

Yan Weixi stood before him, the sunlight shining down on her equally and selflessly.

The girl's figure kept overlapping with the figure in his memory, and finally merged with it.

She clenched her fist and gently tapped it on his head with a thud.

"Achi is an idiot."

"How can we easily give up something as important as vitality?"

"Don't you regret losing your former vibrant self?"

Her voice gradually became choked with sobs.

Previously, she thought Shen Yunchi's white hair was dyed.

Now she realized what he had really sacrificed.

"Shen Yunchi is an idiot!"

She smashed it down again.

He was caught off guard and grabbed by Shen Yunchi.

His cold hand grasped her warm fist.

Shen Yunchi raised his head, and his icy face, which had been frozen solid, melted away as a gentle spring breeze caressed him, unexpectedly softening his cold and handsome features.

Don't let him miss this precious moment, and don't let him face the most important person in your heart with an expression that shouldn't be cold.

"But my little cake, I can't bear to disappoint you again."

He didn't want to see Yan Weixi looking so lonely and forlorn anymore.

As she died before his eyes time and time again, he kept thinking:

Is there anything he can do for her?

An opportunity that was hard to come by.

How could he be willing to let it slip away?

He couldn't wait to grab it.

Yan Weixi felt a lump in her throat and wanted to turn around to avoid embarrassing herself, but found that her hand was being grabbed.

She stepped forward and used her other hand to cover Shen Yunchi's eyes.

"You're not allowed to look." Her voice was slightly choked.

He seemed to understand something, and with his other free hand, he touched Yan Weixi's hand that was covering her eyes, as if adding a double shield to ensure that he would never look at her.

"Okay, I won't watch."

His voice was as gentle as a breeze that caresses flowers.

Yan Weixi blinked, trying to suppress her tears, "That's really unfair."

Shen Yunchi smiled indulgently and said, "Okay, I was wrong. I'm sorry, Xixi."

Shen Yunchi released his grip on Yan Weixi's left hand.

Just as Yan Weixi thought she had found an opening and was about to withdraw her hand, he grabbed her hand again, brought it close to his face, and rubbed it affectionately.

"So, my little cake, don't be sad. How about I treat you to a heart-shaped cake?"

"Heart-shaped cake? Weren't they sold out?" Yan Weixi was bewildered.

“The cake shop owner gave me the pastry chef’s contact information. I convinced my brother, and he agreed to let me hire the pastry chef to stay at home as a family dessert chef.”

Yan Weixi froze for a moment, then awkwardly turned her head away, saying in a muffled voice, "Fine, you close your eyes first, and you're not allowed to open them!"

"it is good."

Yan Weixi pulled her hand away and, seeing that he really hadn't opened his eyes, hastily wiped away the tears that were welling up in the corners of his eyes.

He wasn't allowed to open his eyes until he was fully recovered.

Shen Yunchi slowly opened his eyes and saw that her eyes were red. He didn't mention it, knowing that his little cake was proud and didn't like others mentioning that she had cried.

He pretended not to see it, giving up this opportunity that could have won him favor.

Rather than taking the opportunity to flirt with Yan Weixi.

He wanted to respect her wishes.

He took Yan Weixi's hand, placed it in his own, and looked up at the little cake he had been longing for day and night.

Her voice was as gentle as a spring stream, as if to wash away the sorrow in her heart and fill it with the vibrant energy of spring.

"How about I treat you to a heart-shaped cake?"

Yan Weixi smiled through her tears: "Okay."

"It's a promise, it has to be a heart-shaped cake." She held up her little finger.

She knew that her Ah Chi had successfully resisted the plot, preserved his own identity, and expressed his promise to her in a different way at this moment: He had said "Wait for me to come back."

I succeeded.

because.

Shen Yunchi, who should have been abroad, is now in Class 9 of St. Liaison.