Wu Qiao was walking in front, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that there was something indescribably weird about Sakura Airi today.
She always hugged the heavy diary tightly as if she was holding some unparalleled treasure. Every two steps she took, she would secretly lower her head, carefully open it and take a look, and then the corners of her mouth would rise uncontrollably, revealing a silly smile that made people confused.
"You..." Wu Qiao stopped and turned his head to look at her suspiciously.
"Wow!"
Before Wu Qiao could say anything, Sakura Airi was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He took a sharp breath and quickly hugged the diary tightly to his chest. He took a big step back, his eyes full of vigilance and nervousness to protect his food.
"No, it's nothing!" She stammered in denial, with a suspicious blush on her cheeks due to her guilty conscience.
Wu Qiao looked at her lustful look and rubbed her temples helplessly. He always felt that this girl must have done something earth-shattering behind his back last night, but looking at her defensive look, he probably couldn't tell what the reason was.
However, this excitement did not last long. As time went by, the aftereffects of staying up late last night finally began to bite me back.
Sakura Airi's pace became slower and slower, and her originally bright eyes began to become dull. Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and drooped downwards uncontrollably. Even while she was walking, her body began to sway sideways uncontrollably.
"..."
Seeing her looking like she was about to faint at any moment, Wu Qiao sighed and helplessly pointed to a cafe on the corner, "Go and sit there for a while."
The two walked into the coffee shop, and Wu Qiao expertly ordered a cup of warm sweet milk and a small dessert. Not long after, the hot drinks were served.
"Wu-kun... I... take a little rest..."
Before she finished speaking, she fell directly onto the soft sofa in the corner of the coffee shop. Almost as soon as it touched the pillow, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Wu Qiao quietly looked at her defenseless sleeping face, still holding the diary tightly in her arms, as if it was her most precious treasure.
"There's really nothing I can do against you."
Wu Qiao murmured in a low voice and smiled helplessly. He stood up and closed the curtains in the corner to block her from the dazzling sunlight outside the window.
When Sakura Airi opened her eyes again, the originally bright morning light outside the window had turned into the slightly dazzling scorching sun at noon. She rubbed her sore neck, looked at the time on her phone, and felt a thump in her heart.
She sat up suddenly and looked around. The cafe was still quiet. Wu Qiao had obviously left.
In addition to the empty glass of sweet milk she ordered before, there was also an exquisite strawberry cake and a packaged sandwich on the table.
Next to the sandwich was a piece of paper torn from the notebook, with the familiar and regular handwriting of Wu Qiao on it: [I didn't call you because I saw you were too fast asleep. Eat your lunch first, I have something to do.]
Looking at the note, Sakura Airi's cheeks felt slightly hot. She quickly opened the sandwich and took a few bites of the cake, finishing her belated lunch as quickly as possible.
After filling her stomach, she immediately opened the diary eagerly to see what the future would bring.
Sure enough, new writing appeared on the diary: [In two hours, Wu Qiao will return to the coffee shop to check the situation.]
Seeing this message, Sakura Airi breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned slightly.
Although this diary is magical, it is not omnipotent. For example, just now, she was completely unable to use the diary to find out when Wu Qiao left. The diary can only tell her "what will happen in the future", but it cannot fill in the unknowns that have already happened.
This is like an exam. She can know the test questions and standard answers in advance, but she cannot know what others are thinking during the exam, nor what students in other classes are doing in the exam room. The diary can provide her with future possibilities, but it cannot make her omniscient and omnipotent.
"But..." Sakura Airi closed the diary with a smile on his face.
She stood up and walked to the bathroom, arranging her messy hair and clothes in front of the mirror. Although she had a good sleep, her energy had recovered a lot, and the dark blue under her eyes had faded a lot.
Returning to her seat, Sakura Airi opened the diary again and began to think about the next "trial and error" plan. Since Wu Qiao will be back in two hours, she can use this time to try some possibilities in the diary.
For example, when Wu Qiao opens the door and walks in, she can pretend to be still sleeping, and when he comes to her side, she suddenly opens her eyes to scare him; or she can leave early and hide in a corner to see how he will react.
Thinking of this, Sakura Airi's heartbeat began to accelerate again. She took a deep breath, hugged the diary tightly in her arms, and her eyes shone with anticipation.
For two hours, Sakura Airi, which has the "infinite trial and error" plug-in, can simply have fun.
She was nestled on the soft sofa in the cafe, her fingers were flying in her diary, and her brain was frantically generating various images of her reunion with Wu Qiao.
"Suddenly hug him from behind and shout Surprise!"
As a result, Wu Qiao was startled and almost spilled the mineral water in her hand. Then she helplessly rubbed her hair and said, "Don't make trouble."
"The moment he opened the door, I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek!"
As a result, Wu Qiao froze on the spot, her ears instantly turned red, and she stammered and asked her if she had a fever.
"Pretend to be aloof, wait until he comes over, then reluctantly raise your eyes to look at him, and don't react no matter what."
As a result, Wu Qiao raised his eyebrows, turned around and left, leaving her alone and messy in the wind.
Various bold, sweet, or funny scenes took turns playing out in her mind, and each experience made her cheeks burn with excitement.
However, after she tried all the imaginable meeting scenes, Sakura Airi stopped thinking.
She looked at the bizarre futures in her diary, with a self-deprecating wry smile on her lips.
She knows very well what kind of virtue she is.
She is a complete "King of Strong Mouths". In the absolutely safe haven of the diary, in her mind without any cost, she dares to do anything and try any crazy moves. She can "bully" Wu Qiao in her mind until she has no power to fight back, and can stage countless romantic idol dramas.
However, once you break away from the protection of the diary, you really face the reality of Wu Qiao...
Sakura Airi could almost predict that as long as Wu Qiao really opened the door and looked at her with his eyes that seemed to see through everything, the "bold moves" in her mind that had been rehearsed thousands of times would be instantly wiped out.
There is a high probability that he will quickly retreat into his safe shell like a frightened quail. In the end, he can only blush, lower his head, and whisper, "You are back..."
"Alas..."
Sakura Airi sighed, resting his chin on the diary, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
However, even so, she does not feel regretful. Because it is with this diary that she can feel the possibilities that she would never dare to touch.
Even if she is still a sociopath and a coward in reality, at least in the world of the diary, she is a brave, confident, and shining Sakura Airi.
"Ding dong--"
The wind chime at the door of the coffee shop made a crisp sound.
Sakura Airi's heartbeat skipped a beat for a moment. She raised her head suddenly and looked at the door, and sure enough she saw that familiar figure.
Wu Qiao opened the door and walked in with the sunshine and breeze outside. His eyes fell on Sakura Airi in the corner.
Eyes facing each other.
The pictures of bold hugs and coldness in Sakura Airi's mind instantly collapsed, replaced by the familiar panic. She subconsciously hugged the diary in her arms tightly, her cheeks quickly became flushed, and her eyes began to wander around, but she did not dare to look directly into Wu Qiao's eyes.
"You... you're back..."
Sure enough, as expected, her voice was as low as a mosquito's hum.
Wu Qiao looked at her like this, took the mineral water bottle, walked to the table, pulled out the chair and sat down, his eyes fell on the diary she was holding tightly, and asked in a calm tone, "Are you awake? You seem to be in much better spirits."
"Well..." Sakura Airi lowered his head and responded softly, his fingers unconsciously picking at the cover of the diary.