Early the next morning.
Although the little episode between her and Sheng Yize was over, the awkwardness still hadn't passed completely. An Xiaxia decided to take the bus to school.
The moment she was out the door, she bumped into a tall and sturdy figure who smiled cockily at her. "Morning, Little Dummy Xia."
"Morning…" said An Xiaxia, dumbfounded. "Qi Yanxi?? What are you doing outside my house?"
"What do you think? Picking you up for school, obviously." He smiled a careless smile and looked into the eyes of Sheng Yize, who was now standing behind An Xiaxia. Qi Yanxi's voice then turned a few degrees colder. "I'm no national idol and I'm a free man, compared with some other fellow. Unlike him, I can ride the bus with you. That's something he probably can't do in this lifetime…"
