I Just Think You Treat Me Pretty Well

"Eh?"

After sensing something strange behind her, Yang Zhi turned around. She looked up and happened to see Ding Yebai's icy face.

"What are you..."

"There was a bad guy standing behind you just now."

"..."

Yang Zhi quickly glanced around, only to coincidentally meet the gaze of that sleazy middle-aged man.

When the sleazy middle-aged man saw Yang Zhi, he turned his head away again. As soon as the bus stopped, he immediately got off with the crowd at this stop.

Ding Yebai said, "If he had really bullied you, I definitely would have beaten him up badly and then dragged him to the police station."

Yang Zhi stared blankly at his profile, a hazy warmth rising in her heart. "You would've gotten hurt too..."

Ding Yebai lowered his head and happened to meet Yang Zhi's eyes. As they looked at each other, both of them grew nervous and began swallowing.

Yang Zhi's eyes were like a lake, with stars glittering within it. They were incredibly beautiful.

Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm.

The wise do not fall in love. The wise do not fall in love. The wise do not fall in love. The results of Third Uncle's case. The results of Third Uncle's case. The results of Third Uncle's case...

Those words kept repeating in his mind. Ding Yebai finally calmed down and thought about turning his head away.

Who could have known that at that very moment, Yang Zhi's gentle voice drifted into his ears?

"Thank you."

"..."

Ding Yebai's tightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed. His eyes became exceptionally gentle, though they also held the dazed look of someone who had encountered an unexpected delight.

At that moment, a single thought slowly drifted through his mind.

[Third Uncle, are you feeling this way too right now?]

[If so, I really can't blame you anymore.]

[Fortunately, my self-control is strong.]

About forty minutes later, Ding Yebai and Yang Zhi arrived at the deaf and mute child's home.

His parents ran over crying and embraced him as soon as they saw him.

After their emotions had settled somewhat, Yang Zhi walked over and used sign language to explain the whole story to them.

Ding Yebai stood behind her, feeling that Yang Zhi was especially charming at that moment.

She really is an amazing person.

After a while, the deaf and mute child's parents thanked Ding Yebai and Yang Zhi and said they wanted to give them some fruit. Naturally, the two refused.

But the child's parents kept stuffing it into their arms, so in the end, they could only give in...

Thus, Ding Yebai and Yang Zhi each carried a large bag of fruit onto the bus home.

After going back and forth, it was already one in the afternoon.

This bus was fairly empty, so the two naturally sat together.

Yang Zhi looked at the bag of fruit on her lap and happily curved her eyes. Her smile was pure and bright. "There's so much delicious fruit."

Ding Yebai said, "Yeah."

Yang Zhi said, "We're really lucky. I didn't expect to get such a big bag of fruit."

Ding Yebai said, "That couple are good people." He paused, glanced at Yang Zhi sitting beside him, and said, "You are too, Teacher Xiao Zhi."

Yang Zhi froze for several seconds at the unfamiliar form of address, then repeated it in confusion. "Teacher Xiao Zhi???"

Ding Yebai said, "Uh... sorry, Sister Yang Zhi."

He had actually misspoken without thinking...

Yang Zhi said, "It's fine... Call me whatever you want. Speaking of that title, it's been a while since anyone called me that."

Ding Yebai said, "My sister told me. She said everyone used to like calling you Teacher Xiao Zhi. But I'll still call you Sister Yang Zhi. I'm used to it, and it sounds friendlier. Although what you do is basically a teacher's job, and you've taught me a lot of things... for free, too."

Yang Zhi said, "Hm?"

"Why?" Ding Yebai suddenly turned to look at her and asked.

"Why what?"

"When I first heard it was free, I thought you were only here to go through the motions. But I didn't expect you to be so serious and responsible."

Yang Zhi blinked blankly.

She hadn't expected Ding Yebai to ask about something like this.

In fact, she didn't think about it for long. She still instinctively smiled sweetly, touched the apples in the bag, and lowered her eyes. "Because you're my responsibility."

"What?" Ding Yebai looked at her in surprise.

What does it mean that I'm your responsibility???

Yang Zhi said, "From the moment I agreed to your sister's request to tutor you and help improve your English, you became my responsibility. I already owed my senior sister, so being serious and responsible was only natural."

She paused, exhaled in relief, straightened up, and looked directly at Ding Yebai. "No matter what, I have to repay this debt. Whether with money or by doing something for her, I have to show my gratitude somehow. I could tell my senior sister didn't want anything, so I took the initiative to come."

Ding Yebai listened patiently, once again sighing over the fact that his older sister was a hidden saint.

"You're my responsibility. Since you're my responsibility, I have to take responsibility for you."

"No wonder I feel like you treat me pretty well."

"Eh?"

What a sudden turn in the conversation...

Yang Zhi's pupils widened slightly, and she was clearly flustered. Her calm, gentle face was covered by an unusual emotion.

"You think I treat you... pretty well?"

"Yeah." Ding Yebai spoke with certainty.

Yang Zhi suddenly thought of her conversation with Grandma that night.

[Are you especially good to him?]

Those words flowed gently through her chest like a thin stream.

Yang Zhi shook her head. "No."

But after calming down, she still didn't put herself on a pedestal.

She was merely teaching him in an ordinary way. There was no such thing as being "especially good to him." She knew herself perfectly well.

Ding Yebai said, "What do you mean, no? You treat me pretty well."

Yang Zhi said, "..."

Ding Yebai said, "I can feel it."

Yang Zhi said, "..."

Ding Yebai said, "Of course, you might be especially good to everyone. I feel like your gentleness and kindness are freely given to every single person."

Yang Zhi was left completely stunned. It was rare to see Ding Yebai speak with such an expression.

Having said that, Ding Yebai raised the corners of his lips in a faint smile. He pressed down the brim of his baseball cap and gazed forward with a lazy air.

I wonder who will be lucky enough to receive your affection and special treatment in the future, Yang Zhi.

"Over time, you've come to think that your actions are just ordinary reactions and not worth mentioning. But that isn't true. In today's cold society, gentle people are truly rare. I'm really grateful to you. You've helped me gain so, so much."

"..."

"For example, my grades really have improved, right?"

"..."

"And has no one ever told you that talking to you is especially comfortable and makes them especially happy?"

"..."

"I feel that simply looking at you can put me in a much better mood."

"..."

After a long while,

Yang Zhi turned her head away from him. Her lips pressed into a straight line, while the smile in her eyes gradually spread. Long-lost joy filled the corners of her eyes and brows.

As for Ding Yebai, he closed his eyes and prepared to take a short nap. "In short, you and my sister are both wonderful people."

Yang Zhi nodded and smiled faintly without saying anything.

Perhaps everyone around Yang Zhi knew that she was gentle, beautiful, and kind. But hardly anyone had ever spoken to her so directly—or, rather, praised her in such a long, wholehearted stream.

People were always accustomed to accepting the kindness of gentle people, yet few openly praised and thanked them.

So, at that moment, Yang Zhi's heart truly felt warmed.

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