Sister Yang Zhi, You Haven't Left Yet

"Senior Sister."

Yang Zhi called Ding Yuerong as she walked downstairs.

Ding Yuerong: "Oh, Yang Zhi. What's up?"

Yang Zhi: "Ding Yebai has a fever, let him rest today. He just took his medicine and lay down. Why don't you hurry back and check on him? I'm afraid he'll sleep, the fever won't go down, and it'll get worse. No one's home..."

"He has a fever?!"

"Mhm."

"He probably hasn't been keeping warm lately... Sigh, but I have things at the company right now, and I don't know when I'll be done. If I drive over, it'll take at least 3 hours."

"Then... what about Auntie?"

"Mom's on a business trip... Ah... Forget it. Okay, I got it. Yang Zhi, you go back first. I'll drive over right away."

"..."

Before she could say anything else, Ding Yuerong hung up.

Yang Zhi looked at the time on her phone and recalled Ding Yuerong's words, "I have things at the company right now, it'll take at least 3 hours."

She frowned slightly, subconsciously looked back at the second floor with a hint of worry, and after a long while, sighed.

Tick-tock-tick-tock

In the dark and quiet room, the sound of the clock's hands turning seemed exceptionally loud.

Three hours later, Ding Yebai woke up.

He touched his forehead and, knowing his fever had broken, took a deep breath.

He threw off the covers, felt for his slippers in the dark with his feet, and then got up to turn on the light.

With a click, the bedroom lit up.

He then opened the door and walked into the living room.

Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a layer of silver frost over the living room, illuminating it as brightly as day.

After a few steps, his hand found the living room light switch.

He habitually glanced towards the sofa and nearly jumped out of his skin.

Why was Sister Yang Zhi there!!!!!

And she was sitting in the corner of the sofa with her arms crossed, seemingly asleep.

Ding Yebai stared, his eyes wide with alarm, thinking, Didn't Sister Yang Zhi go home? Why is she still here???

He frowned in confusion, put his hands behind his back, and tiptoed over, stopping in front of her.

He bent down slightly, facing Yang Zhi's delicate face.

Is she asleep?

Huh?

Her eyelashes are so long, her nose is so sharp, her face is so small, and her skin is so fair...

My sister said Yang Zhi had a nickname in college, Yang Xian'er, meaning she was beautiful even without makeup. Looking at her now... that nickname... actually makes sense.

Ding Yebai was momentarily mesmerized.

Thinking of something, his pupils contracted, and he quickly straightened up, turning his face away. He touched the back of his neck, his gaze drifting to the bright moon outside the window.

I have to admit, she's really beautiful.

With that thought, Ding Yebai frowned in annoyance, turned, and briskly turned on the light. Then, facing Yang Zhi, he raised his voice and said, "Sister Yang Zhi."

"Hmm?"

The sound was loud enough to wake someone sleeping lightly.

Yang Zhi slowly opened her eyes, released her arms from her chest, instinctively clutched her bag, and turned off the vibrating alarm.

She raised her head, scanned the room, and met Ding Yebai's eyes.

Ding Yebai: "..."

Yang Zhi: "..."

She paused for a moment, then stood up somewhat hastily, smoothed her wrinkled clothes, smiled slightly, and asked, "Did the fever go down?"

Ding Yebai nodded. "It's gone. Why are you here, Sister Yang Zhi?"

Yang Zhi: "Because I was afraid that after you took the medicine, the fever wouldn't go down and it would get worse."

Hearing this, Ding Yebai's pupils slowly widened, finding it somewhat unbelievable.

Yang Zhi chuckled, tightening her crossbody bag with her hand. "I called Senior Sister to come back, but she said she's busy at the company right now and it'll take over three hours to get back. Your mom is also away on a business trip... No one's home, so I thought I'd wait here for a bit. At least until your sister gets back."

Ding Yebai: "..."

Yang Zhi: "What if your fever gets worse? If someone's here, they can rush you to the hospital right away."

Ding Yebai: "Just..."

Yang Zhi: "I set an alarm and was planning to come check on you. I didn't expect you to get up yourself. Seeing that your fever has broken, I'm relieved."

Thump-thump.

Thump-thump-thump.

Her heart was beating even more intensely.

What was going on?

A faint voice within her heart, was her mind being stirred?

No.

That's not it.

A wise person... a wise person... wouldn't... be like this.

Ding Yebai stopped speaking, quietly gazing at her. His eyes, like ice and mist, were clouded with an emotion different from usual.

He understood deeply that Yang Zhi wasn't lying. Her clear eyes were filled with sincerity.

It was a sincerity incredibly rare in today's society.

Yang Zhi felt a bit flustered under his gaze. She still wore a smile on her face. "Sorry, I must have scared you when I woke up and saw someone in the house."

Ding Yebai: "It's fine."

Yang Zhi pointed towards the staircase leading to the second floor. "Well... since your fever's gone, I'll be heading back now."

With that, she turned around briskly.

"I'll walk you out!"

Ding Yebai suddenly said in a loud voice.

Yang Zhi stopped instantly, turning to look at him. "No need. Don't catch a cold again. Go back and rest well."

"It's late, it's not safe. I'll walk you out."

"No need."

"..."

Ding Yebai's half-open mouth slowly closed. He nodded with disappointment and said slowly, "Alright. Then be careful on your way."

Yang Zhi smiled at him as she was accustomed to, turned, and went downstairs to leave.

Ding Yebai walked to the balcony and watched her retreating figure, just like before.

This time, he didn't leave until Yang Zhi's figure had completely disappeared from his sight.

"She... this person..."

Ding Yebai muttered softly, clenching his fist. He spoke in a low voice, with a hint of stubbornness, "She's a bit too much of a goody-two-shoes."

Thanks to Liushang Yuehua for 100 Qidian coins, kk-Xiao Wei for 100 Qidian coins.