What's going on?
Lin Feng's words completely disrupted Shizuka's train of thought.
Shizuka had been thinking that if things got really bad, she might just confess.
Although Daxiong was usually a bit careless and rash…
He wasn't the type to kick someone when they were down. If she explained things clearly, he probably wouldn't go around blabbing.
But that would mean Shizuka would have to endure the incredibly embarrassing moment, the so-called "social death."
After all, Daxiong was her childhood friend, someone she'd known since she was little.
Even though they knew each other inside and out, some things would still be a little awkward if he found out.
However, Shizuka hadn't expected Lin Feng to say something like that.
By saying that, he was essentially removing Shizuka entirely from the situation.
As long as she wasn't involved, she wouldn't have to feel embarrassed or awkward anymore.
It was undeniably a pretty good idea.
"Yeah, sure, we're not exactly in a rush."
Daxiong naturally didn't doubt Lin Feng at all. Without even thinking much about it, he nodded and agreed.
However, what Lin Feng did next truly made Shizuka blush.
Because, in front of Daxiong, Lin Feng actually ate the half-eaten roasted sweet potato that she had left over.
And ate it all up, not wasting a single bit.
"Let's go, Daxiong, Shizuka. Sorry to keep you waiting. Let's go in."
Lin Feng threw the empty packaging into a trash can by the street and smiled at Daxiong and Shizuka.
"Yes..."
Shizuka, with a shy blush, quietly responded.
And this uncharacteristic behavior of Shizuka's successfully caught Daxiong's attention.
"What's wrong, Shizuka?"
"Why is your face so red?"
"Are you feeling unwell all of a sudden?"
Daxiong's series of straightforward questions made Shizuka a little flustered. She quickly raised her head, a slightly embarrassed smile appearing on her face, as if she wanted to explain something.
"No... It's nothing, Daxiong. Don't think too much about it."
"It... might be the curry rice I had at noon. It's still a bit spicy..."
Lin Feng couldn't understand how Shizuka could come up with such a ridiculous explanation. He shook his head, a little exasperated, after hearing her weak excuse.
"Oh, I see. In that case, after we get to the Library, I'll go get you a glass of water, Shizuka."
Daxiong nodded, suddenly understanding after hearing Shizuka's explanation, and then offered to help with a smile.
Good heavens! He actually believed it!
Even more ridiculous than Shizuka's flimsy excuse was the fact that Daxiong actually believed it!
Lin Feng looked at Daxiong as if he had just seen something unbelievable, a complicated expression on his face.
"Uh, then... I'll leave it to you, Daxiong..."
Shizuka was just about to open her mouth and defend herself further when she was shocked to see that Daxiong believed her without a shadow of a doubt.
The words she had prepared to argue her case were stuck in her throat, unable to come out.
In fact, Shizuka had realized something was wrong soon after she'd made her statement.
It was at least two or three in the afternoon, and lunchtime was usually between half past eleven and twelve.
That meant at least two and a half hours had passed since lunch.
What kind of curry could possibly make someone's mouth burn for two and a half hours...?
However, since Daxiong didn't pursue the matter further, Shizuka also felt it would be awkward to bring it up again.
Although Daxiong's interruption did help to alleviate Shizuka's previous embarrassment about Lin Feng eating her sweet potato, the memory still made her cheeks flush slightly.
After all, the small spoon she had used had definitely touched the remaining half of the sweet potato, and it might have even been contaminated with her saliva.
Is this... indirect... kissing...
Shizuka didn't know, and she didn't dare to dwell on it.
After the three of them entered the Library, they casually found an empty table in a spacious reading room and sat down.
Because the Library was so quiet, many people chose to come here to review their lessons and do their homework.
The most common sounds were the scratching of pencils on notebooks and the turning of pages.
Under these circumstances, no one would intentionally make noise.
"Shizuka, wait here for a moment. I'll go get you a glass of water."
After sitting down, Daxiong happily went to pour water for Shizuka.
From this perspective, the libraries in Japan were indeed quite good, not only having a dedicated rest area but also providing drinking water.
"Lin Feng, you just... why... even though we were still..."
After Daxiong left, leaving only Lin Feng and Shizuka, Shizuka, although still shy, couldn't help but blush and quietly questioned Lin Feng.
But judging by her stammering tone, it didn't seem like she was being very threatening.
"Huh...? Didn't you, Shizuka, just give me a look, telling me not to waste food? So, I just ate it."
Lin Feng explained innocently in response to Shizuka's blushing question.
However, the mischievous smile playing on his lips made it hard not to believe that this guy was just taking advantage of the situation.
"You..."
Though Lin Feng's words seemed reasonable, the fact that they had shared a sweet potato still made Shizuka quite embarrassed.
The main point was that she had indeed given Lin Feng a look, hoping he'd find a way to deal with the remaining half of the sweet potato.
But Shizuka hadn't expected Lin Feng to handle it this way...
Although this was a case of one willingly taking a beating, like Zhou Yu and Huang Gai, Huang Gai was still an old man. What if Lin Feng didn't control his strength and accidentally killed him?
Even Shizuka was starting to wonder if Lin Feng genuinely didn't care, or if he was just feigning ignorance.
The only good thing now was that they'd successfully kept Daxiong from finding out about Shizuka's embarrassing love for roasted sweet potatoes.
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