I Just Think You're Good to Me

"Huh?"

After sensing the strangeness behind her, Yang Zhi turned her head and met Ding Yebai's cold face.

"How did you..."

"A bad guy was standing behind you just now."

"..."

Yang Zhi quickly scanned her surroundings and, as luck would have it, her gaze met that of the sleazy uncle.

Upon seeing Yang Zhi, the sleazy uncle turned his head away again. As soon as the bus stopped, he got off with the crowd at that stop.

Ding Yebai: "If he really bullied you, I would definitely beat him up severely and then drag him to the police station."

Yang Zhi stared blankly at his profile, a hazy warmth rising in her heart: "You'll get hurt too, won't you..."

Ding Yebai lowered his head and met Yang Zhi's gaze. As they looked at each other, he became so nervous that he started swallowing.

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

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

The wise do not fall in love, the wise do not fall in love, the wise do not fall in love. Third Uncle's outcome, Third Uncle's outcome, Third Uncle's outcome...

Repeating these words in his mind, Ding Yebai finally calmed down and thought about turning his head away.

Unexpectedly, at that very moment, Yang Zhi's gentle voice drifted into his ears.

"Thank you."

"..."

The brows that had been furrowed into small hills on Ding Yebai's face instantly smoothed out. His eyes were exceptionally gentle, yet held a touch of stunned surprise.

At that moment, a single sentence slowly floated through his mind.

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

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

[Fortunately, I have high self-control.]

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

His parents cried and ran to hug him upon seeing him.

After their emotions had somewhat subsided, Yang Zhi walked over and explained the whole situation to them using sign language.

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

He felt like she was an incredibly good person.

A while later, the deaf-mute child's parents expressed their gratitude to Ding Yebai and Yang Zhi, saying they wanted to give them some fruit. Naturally, the two refused.

However, the child's parents kept stuffing the fruit into their arms, and they finally had to compromise...

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

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

The bus was relatively empty this time, and the two naturally sat together.

Yang Zhi looked at the bag of fruit on her lap, her eyes curving happily as she smiled purely and cheerfully: "So much delicious fruit."

Ding Yebai: "Mm."

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

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

Hearing the new address, Yang Zhi froze for a few seconds, then repeated in confusion: "Teacher Xiao Zhi???"

Ding Yebai: "Uh... sorry. Sister Yang Zhi."

He had subconsciously misspoke...

Yang Zhi: "It's okay... call me whatever you want. Speaking of that name, it's been a while since anyone called me that."

Ding Yebai: "My sister told me that they used to like calling you Teacher Xiao Zhi. But, I'll still call you Sister Yang Zhi. After all, I'm used to it, and it feels more intimate. Although what you do is like a teacher's work, teaching me a lot of knowledge... and for free."

Yang Zhi: "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 just going through the motions. But I didn't expect you to be so serious and responsible."

Yang Zhi blinked her eyes in a daze.

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

In reality, her mind hadn't pondered it for long. She habitually smiled sweetly, touched the apple in her pocket, and lowered her gaze. "Because you are my responsibility."

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

What did... I am your responsibility mean???

Yang Zhi: "The moment I agreed to your Sister's request to tutor you and help you improve your English, you became my responsibility. I already felt indebted to Senior Sister, so taking it seriously and being responsible is only natural."

She paused, exhaled with relief, straightened her body, and looked directly at Ding Yebai. "No matter what, I have to repay this favor. Whether it's with money or by doing something for you, I must express my gratitude. I also saw that Senior Sister didn't want anything in return, so I took the initiative to offer."

Ding Yebai listened patiently, still impressed by the fact that his older sister was a hidden good person.

"You are a responsibility, and since you are a responsibility, I must take care of it."

"No wonder, I thought you were quite good to me."

"Huh?"

This topic shift...

Yang Zhi's pupils widened slightly, clearly a little flustered. Her calm and gentle face was now tinged with an unusual emotion.

"You think I'm... quite good to you?"

"Yeah," Ding Yebai said with certainty.

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

Aren't you being especially good to him?

That sentence had gently flowed through her chest like a fine stream.

Yang Zhi shook her head. "No."

But upon reflection, she didn't flatter herself.

She was just teaching normally; there was nothing like that "being especially good to him" in her words. She knew herself clearly, as if it were etched in her heart.

Ding Yebai: "What do you mean no. You are good to me."

Yang Zhi: "..."

Ding Yebai: "I can feel it."

Yang Zhi: "..."

Ding Yebai: "Of course, maybe you're good to everyone. I feel like your gentleness and kindness are freely given to everyone."

Yang Zhi was taken aback. It was rare to see Ding Yebai speak with such an expression.

As Ding Yebai spoke, the corners of his lips curved into a slight smile. He used his hand to push down the brim of his baseball cap, looking forward with a lazy air.

I wonder who will be fortunate enough to receive your affection and favoritism in the future, Yang Zhi.

"Over time, you probably feel that your actions are just normal reactions, nothing worth mentioning. But that's not true. In this cold society today, kind people are truly rare. I am very grateful to you for letting me gain so much."

"..."

"For example, my grades are really improving, right?"

"..."

"And has no one ever told you that chatting with you is incredibly comfortable and enjoyable?"

"..."

"I think just looking at you makes me happy."

"..."

After a long while, Yang Zhi turned her head away, not looking at him. Her lips were pressed into a thin line, and a smile gradually bloomed in her eyes, her brows and the corners of her eyes filled with a long-lost joy.

Ding Yebai closed his eyes, preparing to take a short nap. "In short, you and my sister are both great people."

Yang Zhi nodded and smiled faintly, remaining silent.

Perhaps everyone around knew Yang Zhi was a gentle, beautiful, and kind person, but almost no one would say such things to her so directly, or rather... shower her with such praise.

People were accustomed to the kindness of gentle souls, but few would openly praise and thank them.

So, in that moment, Yang Zhi's heart was truly warmed.

But let's continue to ask for your support. Maybe the recommendations will continue later.

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