After Transmigrating, I Became the Most Cowardly Kid (GL) - Chapter 12

“…”

The air suddenly filled with awkwardness. Chi Zhihuai regretted her words. Should she not have said that?

Shang Han paused, patted the strap, and adjusted the backpack onto her own back: “I haven’t carried a schoolbag in a long time. I didn’t notice just now.”

“Mhm, mhm, thank you…”

Shang Han looked at her lowered head and softly “Mhm’d”: “Let’s go.”

A hint of tenderness permeated her clear voice. Chi Zhihuai subtly raised her head, gazing at the tips of Shang Han’s hair being blown by the wind, and her cowardly heart gave a little flutter.

My goodness, Shang Han, being awkward yet still radiating kindness, seemed a little cute!

Chi Zhihuai didn’t dare to look at her for too long and quickly lowered her head, acting like an obedient and timid little lamb.

The two walked one after the other to the library entrance. Shang Han glanced at the clock in the center of the hall and asked, “Did you schedule to meet here at 9 o’clock?”

Chi Zhihuai whispered, “We started a group chat. Whoever arrives first speaks up in the chat and goes upstairs to claim a study room.”

“Mhm,” Shang Han replied, walking two steps into the library, then stopped and looked back at her. “Am I that scary?”

Of course not scary! You are a lovely, handsome, and beautiful Miss! The kind of Miss I want to worship like a fairy and admire every day!

Chi Zhihuai’s mind was full of scandalous thoughts, but she said aloud, “N-no…”

Shang Han asked again, “Then why are you constantly talking in a mosquito-like voice with your head bowed?”

Chi Zhihuai racked her brain and finally said, “I’m shy…”

“…” Shang Han looked at her flushed little ears and provisionally believed her words.

She didn’t know that the redness on her ears was caused by the excitement of stealing glances at Shang Han’s beauty.

Chi Zhihuai had narrowly escaped a sticky situation and decided to be slightly more proactive: “Let’s go upstairs.”

Shang Han said nothing. With her hands in her jacket pockets, she turned and walked up the stairs.

You needed to buy a drink to get the study room token. Chi Zhihuai knew how heavy her backpack was and didn’t dare waste time, so she quickly ran to the counter to place her order.

Shang Han stood behind her, watching her order the cheapest Hong Kong-style milk tea.

The clerk had just acknowledged the order when Shang Han spoke up: “Cancel the Hong Kong-style milk tea. We’ll take a fresh strawberry juice, with an added cheese foam topping.”

Since it was long past the strawberry season, fresh strawberry juice was the most expensive juice in the entire store. Plus the six yuan cheese foam, it was arguably the most costly item.

Chi Zhihuai had been ruthless with her wallet when she bought the most expensive strawberry cheese foam to curry favor with Sister Z. She hadn’t expected Shang Han to return the favor now.

Wait, could Shang Han have asked “ZZZ” yesterday and assumed she liked strawberry cheese foam, which is why she ordered it?

Chi Zhihuai didn’t have time to think because Shang Han paid and suddenly moved closer.

Chi Zhihuai was about ten centimeters shorter than Shang Han. At this moment, the other girl was leaning against the counter, looking down at her.

This was the first time they were this close. Stripped of her cowardly disguise, Chi Zhihuai still felt a little shy.

Their eyes met. Chi Zhihuai quickly shifted her gaze like lightning, staring blankly at the staff washing strawberries.

Shang Han raised her lips and asked, “If you’re this shy, how do you communicate with people at school?”

“I can talk normally with my friends…”

After saying this, she realized her comment sounded like she was saying “you’re not my friend,” so she quickly added as a save: “Only with people I’m very familiar with.”

Fortunately, Shang Han didn’t pick apart her words. Instead, she asked, “Are your very familiar friends the people you study with every day?”

Chi Zhihuai nodded softly, her eyes fixed on the little strawberries being placed into the blender: “I suppose so… I don’t really know anyone outside of school.”

“Got it.” Shang Han leaned against the counter in a different posture. Chi Zhihuai cautiously glanced at her, then looked back at the blender.

Chi Zhihuai had considered making Shang Han her target for maintaining her survival, but as written in fantasy novels, no one challenges the big boss residing in some extremely cold or dark place right at the start. To achieve a goal, it’s best to deal with the easier, smaller bosses first, then aim for the big one once strength is gained.

Shang Han was the biggest boss to her—a terrifying presence that made everyone in school tremble. Tang Chen and “ZZZ” weren’t as scary. Since she only wanted to become slightly “bad” enough to avoid character flaws in her grades, and she didn’t want to become the scary devil-king feared by the whole school, why take more risks by approaching Shang Han?

But looking at the current situation, it seemed Shang Han really wanted to approach her…

Chi Zhihuai’s mind became active. So, should she follow Shang Han’s lead and return to her old habits?

But…

She wasn’t sure if she truly disliked this life of being an obedient student anymore.

To her, she sought achievement from gaming, and she got it from solving problems now, too. She used to seek differentiation through clubbing, fighting, and dyed hair, and she could achieve that by being a top student, too. She used to drink secretly for thrill and to appear rebellious, but bubble tea was delicious, and watermelon ice cream was great too. Wasn’t eating ice cream on a hot day thrilling enough?

Chi Zhihuai had always known she was rebellious just for the sake of rebelling.

She hated her dad, and she hated her mom, but her mother had abandoned her and hadn’t been willing to see her for over a decade. She could only take revenge on her father, who was in the education field.

He liked well-behaved students with good grades, didn’t he? Then she would be a bad student who fought and had poor grades.

And ever since she became a “bad kid,” those who used to insult her for being “motherless” didn’t dare provoke her anymore. That was great.

But regardless, those were her past days. Now she had a chance to be an ordinary student. Honestly, did she really want to go back to how she was before?

No, not really.

Chi Zhihuai zoned out for a long time until the strawberry cheese foam tea was finished and placed in front of her.

Shang Han picked up the cup before she could and looked down the hallway: “Which study room?”

Chi Zhihuai scurried to find one, opened the door, and said, “Here!”

As she turned back, seeing the tall, slender Shang Han carrying her heavy backpack and holding her drink, she suddenly felt a bit odd.

Why did Shang Han look like a parent picking up an elementary school student?

The more she looked, the more it resembled it. Chi Zhihuai nearly burst out laughing and quickly turned away to stifle her giggles.

After entering the study room, Shang Han put down the bubble tea, took off the backpack, and asked, “Do you carry this many books every day?”

“Yes.”

Shang Han frowned: “Isn’t it heavy?”

“It’s not too bad when my dad drives me to school…”

“Isn’t it tiring on weekends?”

Chi Zhihuai was surprised by her many questions. She paused before saying, “It’s fine, I’m used to it.”

Shang Han looked at her slender, fragile shoulders, pursed her lips, and said, “Taking the bus is too tiring. I’ll drive you here on weekends from now on.”

“…………”

Chi Zhihuai almost put on the “Black Man Thinking” meme face.

What?

Was Shang Han feeling unwell? Were they close enough for this?

Wouldn’t that make her look even more like an elementary school parent?!

Seeing her instantly stupefied, Shang Han added, “I don’t have much to do on weekends, and as you know, I have a motorcycle, so it’s convenient.”

“I… know.” She must have been referring to their chance encounter at the red light after school. Chi Zhihuai hadn’t figured out how to refuse her yet, only hoping Chen Qin and her cousin would arrive quickly to break the deadlock.

Who knows what those two were doing? It was almost 9:20, and they hadn’t arrived at the library yet.

Oh, right, she hadn’t told them which study room she was in!

Finding a way to change the subject, she immediately picked up her phone and said, “I’ll text Chen Qin and the others the room number.”

Shang Han “Mhm’d” and simply sat down to wait for her answer.

Chi Zhihuai was sweating buckets. She definitely couldn’t agree to this, but she couldn’t refuse too directly either. Shang Han was feared by the whole school for a reason—you don’t cross a big boss and get away with it!

So, what kind of polite and subtle reason could she use to refuse?

After thinking for a moment, Chi Zhihuai put down her phone and looked at her cautiously.

“Um, I wanted to ask…”

Shang Han: “Go on.”

“Do you… have a driver’s license?”