During lunchtime, Qi Yan was awakened by Luo Han's call.

I groggily opened my eyes and looked at the four dishes and one soup in front of me, which were tempting and filled with flavors. I was a bit puzzled, thinking, "Has the school gotten this good now?"

Luohan passed over a pair of chopsticks, poured him a glass of water, and set it neatly on the table. "The butler brought it," he said.

Oh. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the vegetables. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a handkerchief beside the other person: "What's that?"

"Hmm?" Luo Han followed his gaze and felt a little embarrassed when his attention landed on the handkerchief.

This is the paragraph translated to English: "Meng Zhiying borrowed it from him today and somehow ended up keeping it."

"I feel familiar..."

Luohan was a little flustered when he heard Qiyu's words. After all, Meng Zhiying had already caused trouble for him on the first day of school, and now he was keeping the other person's handkerchief...

"Um, this is..."

"This is not my handkerchief."

……

The words of Qi Yan made both of them fall into silence.

Luohan looked at him, and he looked back at Luohan.

After a while, Qi Yan pointed to the handkerchief and explained earnestly, "Last time, I seem to have lent it to Meng Zhiying."

"So?" Luohan frowned, unintentionally speaking in a cold tone.

"She still hasn't returned it to me..." Qi Yan took a big bite of food, muttering as he ate, "Last time, I lent her my handkerchief when I saw how pitifully she was being bullied. She said she would wash it and give it back to me, but she still hasn't returned it until now."

For some reason, Luohan sensed a hint of grievance in the other party's tone.

Thinking about how my friend lent her handkerchief to Meng Zhiying, and Meng Zhiying not only didn't return it but even gave it to me instead, could it be that she wanted our friend to discover it and make fun of me?

[Male lead's favorability towards the female lead -5, current favorability: 25]

"Next time, don't casually lend things to others," Luo Han said in a solemn tone. "I have retrieved it for you this time, but next time I won't intervene."

"Oh." Muttered and sighed, Qi Yan's eyes flickered as he suddenly leaned over, with a slight smile: "Do me another favor, will you?"

Startled by the face that was so close, Luo Han and Qi Yan locked eyes unintentionally, causing their faces to feel slightly heated.

"What's wrong?"

"Help me wash it while you're at it. I can still tolerate the cold's taste compared to others."

I can still tolerate the taste of cold...

The cold taste can be accepted...

The taste of coldness...

Taste!

Luohan's head buzzed, as if something exploded deep within his heart.

Slowly raising her hand, she wanted to reach out and touch the person in front of her. However, in an instant, the scene flickered, and the person across had already obediently sat back down, continuing to eat bite by bite.

Unable to ignore the regret deep in my heart, I clenched my fists tightly and quietly retracted them.

The person across has fair skin, delicate and exquisite facial features, and can even be described as having a somewhat enchanting and gentle beauty. Coupled with his gentle and refined demeanor, he is undoubtedly popular among girls.

Qiyuan grew up with himself. He witnessed his own changes over the years. However, at this moment, Luo Han suddenly wanted to hide the other person, not allowing others to pry.

Realizing how absurd his thoughts were, Luo Han's eyebrows furrowed tightly. He put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full," before quickly rushing out the door.

[Male lead's favorability towards Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 65]

[Male lead's favorability towards Qi Yan -5, current favorability: 60]

[Male lead's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 65]

...

A series of alert sounds echoed in his mind as Qi Yan leisurely enjoyed his food without any concern.

Since I've made up my mind to turn this straight guy gay, there will definitely be moments of hesitation. Qi Yan doesn't need to worry too much because he has already stirred up waves in the other person's heart. All that's left is to patiently reel him in.

Pulling out her phone, she opened the contact list. With slender and jade-like fingers, she started sliding and swiping on the touch screen, finally stopping at the number of "Meng Zhiying"...