Heavy snow
It seemed like the heavy snow would never end.
The next day
Yang Zhi had no studying to deal with today, so she had a rare, sweet nap at noon.
After waking up, she sat blankly on the bed with her head hanging, her long black hair cascading down.
That was right.
She carefully went over and thought through everything that had happened last night again.
In the end, she arrived at an utterly absurd answer.
She had actually... gotten jealous!!!!!!!!
This word, which had absolutely nothing to do with her, had actually appeared!
And over a younger brother five years younger than her?!!!
That was ridiculous.
Yang Zhi shook her head, propping up her face with one hand, thoroughly vexed. "So why exactly is this happening...? It makes no sense."
That evening
Ding Yebai sat at his desk, waiting for Yang Zhi to come tutor him.
He had not become depressed or turned into a lovesick idiot just because he had fallen for Yang Zhi. Instead, he worked even harder and became even more outstanding, charging forward with all his might.
Around seven, Yang Zhi arrived at his house with her bag.
After opening the door, Ding Yebai took the initiative to wave at her.
"Sister Yang Zhi. You're here."
Yang Zhi stared at his face, which carried a subtle smile, and actually fell into a daze.
Her body stiffened, and she began to act somewhat unnatural.
Snowflakes continued falling silently. When they landed on Ding Yebai, they seemed to turn into snow sprites, giving him an especially lively air.
Yang Zhi pulled her white scarf tighter and buried half her face in it before saying calmly, "Mm. Let's go in."
"Okay." As he invited her inside, Ding Yebai said, "It's gotten colder lately."