"Don't pretend. Don't tell me you haven't noticed how especially indulgent he is with you," Jing Ping said, wearing the expression of someone about to have his pay docked.
How could Lin Hanzhi not know... He had always known. He even took advantage of that affection to act a little spoiled, pushing his luck within the bounds Qi Gu allowed.
He knew that, to Qi Gu, he was different from everyone else. He had always been sensitive to the feelings others offered him; he simply hadn't dared admit it or think about it.
"Would he really like someone like me?" Lin Hanzhi suddenly raised a hand to his chest. It felt as though a little bird had taken up residence in his heart, fluttering its wings in delight, making it beat wildly with chirping excitement.
For a moment, his heart rate even exceeded the monitoring threshold, and a doctor from the bureau called Jing Ping directly to ask about his condition.
Jing Ping looked at Lin Hanzhi, whose pale hand was still pressed to his chest. "Never seen someone's heart flutter before? First love does this to everyone. He's perfectly fine."
The doctor on the other end sounded genuinely astonished. "Huh???"
Having thoroughly piqued the doctor's curiosity, Jing Ping unkindly hung up without giving them a chance to pry any further.
In a daze, Lin Hanzhi recalled last night and that morning, and the disapproving looks Qi Gu would always give him whenever he said something that belittled himself.
Qi Gu seemed rather possessive of his opinion of himself.
Lin Hanzhi could no longer forcibly erase those tiny discoveries, his hopes, or the fluttering in his heart. He knew that what Jing Ping had said was very likely true.
Qi Gu had a place for him in his heart, too.