I rejected your confession, but you took my best friend home?

Chapter 107 You'd better enjoy yourself today.

"Wow--"

Yin Mengran went to the restroom, and after washing her hands by turning on the faucet, the redness on her face subsided considerably.

Yin Mengran lowered her head, looked at her hands, and muttered softly, "I just want to graduate quickly..."

After leaving the bathroom and turning off the light, Yin Mengran stood at the bedroom door, not immediately pushing it open to go inside.

She stood at the door for a while, thinking about what Zhou Heng's attitude would be once she went in.

Will she just go to sleep? Will she ignore me?

I've heard that men have a kind of saintly mode, in which they are practically invincible and completely uninterested in women.

So what attitude should I adopt in response? No matter how Zhou Heng treats me, my attitude towards him is unlikely to change, right?

Changes can only be for the better; there's absolutely no way I could ignore Zhou Heng...

"Um..."

Yin Mengran nodded, secretly deciding that no matter what Zhou Heng's attitude was, she absolutely could not show any disappointment or frustration.

You must be mentally prepared for this, as it is part of making your personality less weak.

When Yin Mengran pushed open the door and went in, she found Zhou Heng still sitting against the headboard, holding a book. This time, at least he wasn't holding the book upside down.

The moment Yin Mengran saw Zhou Heng, she could tell that he was in much better shape than before.

Just now I was in a distracted and restless state, my mind wasn't on the book at all.

But now, all those emotions have disappeared.

This means that I did manage to help Zhou Heng after all...

Zhou Heng appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, he was quite agitated. After all, what had just happened made it impossible for him to remain composed.

He simply didn't know how to face Yin Mengran or how to interact with her normally, so for now, he could only remain calm and observe the situation first...

Yin Mengran got into bed and sat down next to Zhou Heng.

Before Zhou Heng could say anything, Yin Mengran placed her hands on his legs and began to gently massage them.

Zhou Heng's eyes widened suddenly behind the book, his face filled with shock and disbelief that Yin Mengran would actually give him a massage.

What kind of treatment am I getting? Is this the treatment of an emperor? Nobody would believe it if I told them!

If I told my classmates about this, they would probably all think I'm crazy.

While massaging her, Yin Mengran said softly:

"Please be careful during tomorrow's match. Most importantly, just don't get injured..."

"Yin Mengran..."

"Hmm?" Yin Mengran stopped what she was doing, looked up at Zhou Heng, and found that he had put the book away and was staring straight at her.

Zhou Heng suddenly sat up and said, "Then at least let me give you a massage! Why don't you rest for a bit?"

Yin Mengran was slightly taken aback, then smiled and gently pushed Zhou Heng back with her hand.

"Alright, just enjoy yourself today and don't argue with me."

Zhou Heng continued to lean against the wall, watching Yin Mengran earnestly massage him and relax his muscles. Although he felt a little guilty, he also thoroughly enjoyed the feeling.

He picked up a bowl from the table beside him, used a toothpick to pick up a piece of apple, and fed it to Yin Mengran.

Yin Mengran smiled faintly, opened her mouth, took the apple, and ate it.

The two exchanged a smile, as if they were in a very harmonious environment.

But they both knew very well in their hearts, and even had the same thought: to give each other the best.