He had only meant to remind Shen Yu to keep some distance from the opposite sex, not to uncover something else. Ji Cიცen narrowed his eyes, fixing them on Shen Yu's darting gaze.
"Hiding love letters? When did that happen?"
Had his little deskmate finally caught on to romance?
But Shen Yu's silly look didn't suggest that. He looked more like he had a guilty conscience and didn't dare raise his head.
"Hehe." Only when Ji Cიცen pressed him did Shen Yu realize he had blabbered again. His probing gaze instantly vanished, and he clumsily tried to change the subject. "How did you get sick?"
"Shen Xiaoyu." Ji Cიცen cupped Shen Yu's head, forcing the boy to look straight at him, an intense emotion buried in his eyes. "When did you hide the love letters?"
Seeing that he couldn't keep it a secret, Shen Yu closed his eyes, steeled himself, and simply threw caution to the wind. "It was those few days when you were ignoring me. Someone from the next class brought over a love letter."
He had thought Ji Cიცen would get angry over it. Instead, the moment he finished speaking, he heard a soft laugh, prompting him to crack his eyes open and secretly observe Ji Cიცen's expression.
Ji Cიცen rubbed the corner of his eye helplessly, clearly amused by Shen Yu's look of marching to his death. Still, his little deskmate had done something wrong, so he had to give him a scare.
"You hid my love letter without asking me?"
"It was your fault in the first place." Seeing that Ji Cიცen wasn't as angry as he had imagined, Shen Yu relaxed and muttered in his own defense.
"My fault?" Shen Yu's unreasonable behavior made Ji Cიცen laugh in exasperation. "Little Shen Yu, we didn't