The touch against her palm was unbelievably soft.
Pu Yu's fingers felt as though they had been scalded. After freezing for two seconds, she abruptly pulled her hand back.
Yuan Su straightened up again too.
That fleeting moment of docility seemed like an illusion. He became that cold, distant boy again, but the faint blush still lingering at the base of his ears betrayed how unsettled he was inside.
The thick silence in the air was almost suffocating.
"Um..."
Pu Yu tucked her hand behind her back, her fingers curling unconsciously as though the feel of his hair still lingered against them.
Her gaze darted everywhere as she stammered out an explanation. "It-it felt pretty good."
The moment she said it, she wanted to bite off her own tongue.
What kind of comment was that? It sounded like she was picking out cabbages at the market!
Yuan Su lifted his eyes and gave her a look with the hint of a smile, casually running a hand through the hair she had just mussed.
"Pretty good?"
He repeated it slowly and stepped half a pace closer, that oppressive presence returning. "...Then am I still mean?"
Blushing, Pu Yu backed away until her lower back hit the edge of the desk, leaving her nowhere to retreat.
"You're not mean at all!" she stammered. "S-some bad person must have stolen my pen and changed what I wrote."
"Really? Then what were you going to write?"
Pu Yu blinked, looking utterly bewildered. "I'm not writing anything. I'm going to study hard and review my physics properly."
Her act of playing dumb made Yuan Su laugh despite his irritation.
He curled a finger and lightly tapped her forehead. "Do your homework."
"Oh..."
Pu Yu obediently sat back down at the desk, but she couldn't concentrate