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I hope I’m different.
——From Su Zaizai’s Little Fairy Diary
Su Zaizai thought for a long time but couldn’t figure it out, so she stopped dwelling on it.
She began packing up her things to head home.
After finishing her analysis, Jiang Jia grew increasingly excited and shook Su Zaizai’s hand fervently.
“Zaizai, I’m so proud of you.”
“Huh?”
“What you said is absolutely right—actions matter more than looks.”
“…You can shut up now.”
“In my lifetime, I never thought I’d see a toad eat swan meat.”
“Shut up.”
A moment later.
After some thought, Su Zaizai explained softly: “It’s really not like that.”
Though she desperately wanted everyone to think Zhang Lurang belonged to her, she didn’t want him to be labeled as someone involved in puppy love without reason.
Jiang Jia dropped the topic.
While packing her things, she casually mentioned: “I heard that yesterday, a girl from Class 1 cried in the classroom all afternoon because of Zhang Lurang—it was so dramatic.”
“Huh?” Su Zaizai was stunned.
“It’s probably related to the silver medal he gave you.”
“…What’s the big deal? He was just trying to get rid of me.”
“I don’t know either.” Jiang Jia thought for a moment. “That girl sits in front of him, and all the girls in their class went to comfort her. Some even asked Zhang Lurang to say a few words to her, but he completely ignored them.”
Su Zaizai was utterly confused: “So why did she cry?”
“You can’t even guess!? That girl likes Zhang Lurang!”
Su Zaizai thoughtfully stroked her chin.
“I think it’s fine—after crying, she’ll have a fresh start.”
“…”
“And it’s normal that Handsome didn’t pay attention to her—he’s always been indifferent.”
Jiang Jia: “….”
The two slung their backpacks over their shoulders and walked toward the door.
Jiang Jia looked down at her phone and suddenly said: “Don’t you think Zhang Lurang treats you differently? Like giving you the silver medal and helping you carry your chair earlier.”
Su Zaizai paused her steps and honestly replied: “No, I don’t think so.”
“Think about it—look at how the girl sitting in front of Zhang Lurang reacted, and he didn’t even bat an eye. My friend told me he wasn’t affected at all…”
“Yeah, he has this ability to automatically block out the outside world.”
Jiang Jia exploded: “Can you just let me finish talking!?”
“…Oh.”
“Anyway, I think Zhang Lurang would never do those things for any other girl.”
This time, Su Zaizai fell silent for a very long time.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally spoke.
“If that’s true, wouldn’t it be wonderful.”
But she didn’t dare take another step forward.
Su Zaizai thought things were good just the way they were.
She lived in her own little world.
In that world, Zhang Lurang also liked Su Zaizai.
As long as she didn’t deny it, no one could refute it.
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Sunday. Su Zaizai left the house an hour earlier than usual.
To wait for Zhang Lurang at the bus stop.
From the sun high in the sky to the setting sun painting the horizon, she waited.
Su Zaizai lit up her phone and checked the time.
If she waited any longer, she’d be late.
She placed the vocabulary book in her hands into her backpack.
With one last glance at the bus stop sign, she boarded the bus.
When Su Zaizai walked into the classroom, the evening study bell had just rung.
Seeing her return, Jiang Jia raised her head and whispered: “Zaizai, why are you so late today?”
Su Zaizai took the books out of her backpack and placed them on the desk.
She sighed, feeling somewhat hopeless: “Waiting by the tree stump—I’ve never succeeded once.”
“Huh?”
“I shouldn’t be too deliberate. When I try too hard, I never meet him.”
“What nonsense.”
Su Zaizai turned to look at her and analyzed confidently: “My destined connection with Handsome is predestined. If I’m too deliberate, I might change the original trajectory of fate.”
Jiang Jia was at a loss for words: “Are you possessed or something?”
After her rant, Su Zaizai’s mood began to sink: “Do you think he did it on purpose?”
“On purpose for what?”
“To avoid running into me again, maybe he left earlier or took a bus from another stop.”
“Stop overthinking.” Jiang Jia patted her head gently.
Su Zaizai fished out the last two jelly cups from her desk drawer and placed one on Jiang Jia’s desk.
Then she pulled out her math homework and began solving problems.
After evening study ended, Su Zaizai rushed to the third floor.
As soon as she arrived, she saw Zhang Lurang and a boy walking out of the classroom.
Su Zaizai sneakily followed behind them.
The sound of their conversation drifted ahead.
“Didn’t Ye Zhenxin help you pack your lunch today?”
“…”
“Nice, impressive! Seriously, I really admire how you don’t judge people by their looks.”
“…”
The boy continued gossiping: “I thought you were into that pretty girl from Class 9…”
Zhang Lurang frowned and immediately cut him off: “Neither is true.”
A moment later.
The boy pressed on: “Hey, then give me that girl’s WeChat from Class 9. It’s not like you’re interested anyway.”
Afraid to hear Zhang Lurang’s response, Su Zaizai suddenly blurted out: “What are you giving?”
Both of them turned to look at her and stopped walking.
Su Zaizai smiled: “He doesn’t have it either.”
Seeing the subject of his earlier gossip suddenly appear, the boy felt a bit awkward.
Su Zaizai pointed at Zhang Lurang: “Do you have his WeChat?”
“Yes…” The boy immediately replied honestly.
Su Zaizai immediately grew excited: “Let’s exchange!”
Hearing this, Zhang Lurang’s expression stiffened, and he said in a low voice: “Su Zaizai.”
Noticing the subtle tension between the two, the boy tactfully excused himself.
“Rang Rang.”
“…”
“Zhang Lurang.”
“Mm.”
…When would he ever acknowledge this cute nickname?
Su Zaizai decided to be straightforward this time: “Didn’t you say you didn’t have WeChat?”
“Mm.”
“…”
“But that boy just said he has your WeChat.” Su Zaizai persisted.
Zhang Lurang remained calm and composed: “He’s lying to you.”
Then, with perfect composure, he touched his neck.
Su Zaizai: “….”
Every time WeChat came up, he definitely lied—how much did he not want her to add him?
A moment later.
Su Zaizai said softly: “I know you have it.”
Zhang Lurang: “….”
Su Zaizai unleashed a torrent of complaints: “We’ve known each other for so long now! What’s the harm in exchanging contact info? It’s not like I’ll do anything to you—what are you afraid of?”
Zhang Lurang pursed his lips, lightly tapping his fingers against the blue-painted railing.
The sound echoed faintly.
It was as if he were contemplating how to respond.
Half a minute later.
“What do you keep coming to the third floor for?”
He had shifted the topic.
“You,” Su Zaizai answered.
Zhang Lurang: “….”
Noticing his expression, Su Zaizai quickly realized her slip-up.
“Oh, no—I mean, I’m here to see you. I missed a word…”
“…”
“After all, you’re my only male friend. Just trying to stay in touch.”
Zhang Lurang lowered his head.
His dark, messy hair framed his face, his sharp brows and deep eyes accentuated by his slightly pursed red lips.
He exuded an air of restraint mixed with allure.
Suddenly, Su Zaizai averted her gaze, stammering: “Y-you, d-don’t l-look at me like that.”
Zhang Lurang furrowed his brows: “How am I looking at you?”
“You just gave me a flirty glance,” Su Zaizai said, her face flushing red.
Zhang Lurang: “….”
He truly couldn’t imagine what it would look like if he actually flirted.
And yet, he instinctively looked away too.
Zhang Lurang scratched his cheek, his expression stern as he said: “We’re not close.”
Su Zaizai blinked: “Who starts off already being close?”
At these words.
Zhang Lurang wanted to say, I don’t want to get close to you.
But seeing Su Zaizai’s expression, the words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
The bell for evening study rang amidst the silence.
Only a few students slowly made their way back from the restroom to the classrooms.
The light bulb above flickered, casting alternating shadows over their faces.
The evening breeze gently swayed the tree branches.
Zhang Lurang suddenly felt drained.
He sighed and said: “Go back and review.”
“…Oh.”
Su Zaizai turned and walked away.
After taking a few steps,
She turned back, unwilling to let go, and looked at him.
“Do you really not want to add me on WeChat?”
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