After Transmigrating, I Became the Most Cowardly Kid (GL) - Chapter 13

“…”

The sudden silence in the air was the worst.

Chi Zhihuai realized this “subtle” refusal was probably not appropriate. She awkwardly lowered her head, frantically praying for Chen Qin and Meng Qianwen to rescue her.

Meng Qianwen was so familiar with Tang Chen, and Tang Chen had been with Shang Han yesterday, so Meng Qianwen should recognize Shang Han, right?

If Meng Qianwen arrived, maybe Shang Han would greet her and shift the current topic?

Unfortunately, those two didn’t hear her prayer. Instead, Shang Han broke the deadlock first: “Do you doubt my driving skills?”

“…” No, no! She wouldn’t dare, not even with eighteen times the courage.

Chi Zhihuai shook her head slightly: “No, I’m afraid of troubling you.”

Shang Han said, “I passed my motorcycle license test, and I did very well. It’s no trouble.”

“…” Chi Zhihuai froze. “Can’t you only get a driver’s license at 18?”

“I’m already 19 this year.” Shang Han stood up and leaned closer to her with a mischievous look, “Do you know why I’m two years older than the rest of the students in this grade?”

Chi Zhihuai suddenly remembered the first day of school when her classmate said, “Didn’t she spend time in a juvenile detention center? That’s where she belongs, right?”

Seeing her expression change, Shang Han moved a little closer: “You know, don’t you?”

“…” Chi Zhihuai didn’t believe such unsubstantiated rumors, so she shook her head, “I don’t know.”

Shang Han curled her lip: “Then what do people at school say?”

She was leaning too close, so close that Chi Zhihuai could feel her warm breath.

Chi Zhihuai had been too confident, thinking that having been a delinquent herself, she could see through Shang Han’s true nature and didn’t need to be overly cautious when interacting with her.

Now that Shang Han had shed that seemingly gentle shell, Chi Zhihuai didn’t know how to respond.

“They…”

Shang Han saw the obedient top student desperately shrinking against the wall under pressure. She pulled back slightly and finished the sentence for her: “They say I’m an ex-con from the juvenile detention center, right?”

“…” Chi Zhihuai knew she couldn’t lie to Shang Han and could only nod.

“So you should know I don’t have a good temper,” Shang Han straightened up, opened Chi Zhihuai’s backpack, found her pencil case, and uncapped a black gel pen. “Starting today, whenever you come to the library or go home alone, call me in advance.”

Chi Zhihuai felt a headache coming on. So many people were already curious about her relationship with Shang Han. With this new arrangement, wouldn’t she be driven crazy by her classmates’ curiosity?

She just wanted to be a normal student!

Chi Zhihuai was racking her brain for other ways to refuse when her hand, hanging by her side, was suddenly lifted by Shang Han.

Shang Han looked at the soft, fair, and delicate hand, and the mischievous smile on her face slowly faded.

She carefully wrote her phone number on Chi Zhihuai’s palm.

“If I can’t reach you when I call,” Shang Han slightly squeezed her hand after writing the number, “I’ll see you in Class Seven.”

Chi Zhihuai: “…”

Good heavens! Now she finally understood why the entire school was afraid of Shang Han!

But thinking about it carefully, aside from forcing her to do things she didn’t want to, Shang Han carrying her backpack, buying her bubble tea, and driving her to the library didn’t seem like malicious bullying.

It was more like… an awkward, overbearing show of affection.

Chi Zhihuai uncomfortably pulled her hand back and quietly asked after Shang Han capped the pen, “Can I ask one more question?”

Shang Han smiled: “I really do have licenses, both for motorcycles and normal cars.”

“…” Chi Zhihuai couldn’t help but cover her face. “Not that… I wanted to ask why you are wasting time on me?”

Shang Han answered directly: “I’ve never bullied a top student before. I find it entertaining.”

Chi Zhihuai asked, undeterred, “Didn’t you tell your friend that all our encounters were accidental coincidences? How come…”

“I lied,” Shang Han glanced at her watch. “I’m leaving. Remember to call me.”

Chi Zhihuai was utterly defeated: “…Goodbye.”

She moved aside to let Shang Han pass. The other girl looked at her, then suddenly pulled three lollipops from her pocket.

“This strawberry one is for you, the other one is for your deskmate, and the chocolate one is for Meng Qianwen,” she paused, then added, “Tang Chen bought them.”

“…Okay.”

Chi Zhihuai was thoroughly puzzled. Were there so many rules about eating lollipops now? Could two identical strawberry ones not be distributed randomly?

She grumbled internally, took the lollipops, and watched Shang Han leave the room.

Phew—she finally left.

Chi Zhihuai still remembered herself secretly looking for Shang Han near Class Six just two days ago. Now, she had Shang Han’s phone number and might have to see her often.

The development of human relationships was truly unpredictable.

Chi Zhihuai plopped down in the chair and drank some of her cheese foam tea to calm her nerves.

With Shang Han’s involvement, she felt she probably didn’t need “ZZZ” anymore. Shang Han alone would be enough to explain her potentially plummeting grades to her teachers and parents. She didn’t know if this situation was a blessing or a curse.

Chi Zhihuai sighed, organized her books, and picked up her phone to ask Chen Qin about their whereabouts. She suddenly realized she hadn’t saved Shang Han’s number yet.

So she held up her left hand and looked at her palm—

“…”

Damn it! She had been holding the cup of cheese foam, and the condensation on the cup had smeared the numbers!

Chi Zhihuai gasped, the image of Shang Han’s death glare flashing before her eyes.

She was wondering how to ask Tang Chen or “ZZZ” for Shang Han’s number again when Chen Qin suddenly pushed the door open.

Meng Qianwen looked sullen. She sat down, silently fiddled with her phone, and didn’t say a word.

Chen Qin apologized as she sat down on Chi Zhihuai’s side: “Sorry we’re late. My uncle came over this morning and delayed us.”

Meng Qianwen sneered from the opposite side: “Was he visiting? Or was he giving instructions to keep a close eye on me?”

Chen Qin said timidly, “I really didn’t tell him anything!”

Meng Qianwen’s expression softened slightly: “I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at him.”

Mad at him for not trusting me.

Meng Qianwen didn’t say the last sentence out loud. She pursed her lips, put down her phone, and pulled out her brand-new Compulsory Module 1 textbook.

Chi Zhihuai didn’t want to get involved in other people’s business, but seeing Meng Qianwen was still upset, she thought for a moment and took out the lollipops Shang Han had given her.

“I bought three lollipops today. Let’s eat them together.”

Meng Qianwen took the candy and managed a slight smile: “Thanks.”

“Deskmate, this strawberry one is for you.” Chi Zhihuai handed the other strawberry one to Chen Qin, then opened her Chemistry workbook.

She had actually wanted to ask Meng Qianwen for Shang Han’s phone number, but she was afraid Chen Qin would find out and keep questioning her relationship with Shang Han.

Chi Zhihuai had given up on refusing Shang Han’s ride offer and just hoped as few people as possible knew about it.

Ugh, when others are bullied by delinquents, they get hit or robbed. Why did her bullying involve being forced onto a motorcycle? Who would believe that if she told them?

Chi Zhihuai looked sadly at the workbook, her mind completely focused on how to get Shang Han’s phone number.

After a long deliberation, she decided to approach Tang Chen, who owed her two favors.

Tang Chen, true to his word, quickly gave her the number.

Chi Zhihuai: Thank you, and thanks for the lollipop today too.

Tang Chen: Fuck, I totally forgot! I forgot to buy one for her cousin when I bought the lollipop yesterday. Did you give yours out? If not, give your one to her cousin first. I’ll buy you another one next time. Thanks.

Huh?

A string of question marks appeared in Chi Zhihuai’s head.

But, the lollipops Shang Han gave her…

There were three lollipops.