Chapter 45: Don’t Think Too Much, Xiao Li.

Chapter 45: Don’t Think Too Much, Xiao Li.

Fu Zhi changed into a new set of clothes in her room. Very soon, someone knocked on her door.
However, since she knew who was out there, she paid them no mind.
She turned her head around and looked at her phone.
There was a bright red dot on top of the WeChat icon. Suddenly, an authentication message popped up and two words appeared in her line of sight—Li Nanli.
She used her WeChat for business purposes only, and it was full of people that she knew.
She tapped the accept button. Then, she got up and went to take a piece of milk candy from a box.
When she returned to her bed, her phone rang once more.
The words “Love Addiction” appeared at the top, and the avatar was a close-up image of a hand.
The hand was delicate, and the fingers were slender. The nails were neatly trimmed, and the flesh was pinkish.
There was a green leaf in the center of the palm, and the slender fingers surrounded it, acting like some sort of vault that prevented the leaf from slipping away.
Fu Zhi peeled her eyes away from the avatar and gazed at the dialog box. She realized it contained only one word: Zhizhi.
She looked at her own WeChat nickname, which was Addiction. Then, she looked at Li Nanli’s WeChat nickname, Love Addiction, and she frowned.
‘Does he know that he’s going to become impotent soon? I’ve already forgiven him for being a bad-mannered kid, but how can he be so rude to his aunt?’
With that thought in mind, Fu Zhi pressed her lips into a thin line. Just as she was about to remove Li Nanli from her friend list, five transaction messages, each amounting to 200,000 yuan, appeared in the dialog box.
Fu Zhi accepted the money and replied, ‘Yes, I’m here, Xiao Li.’
When she did not receive any response from Li Nanli, she sent another message to him patiently. She was his elder after all. ‘Do you need anything, Xiao Li? Just tell me and I’ll try my best to help you.’
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Meanwhile, in the Li Household...
Li Nanli stared blankly at the dialog box. His heart was pounding in his chest, and his whole being was telling him to stay calm. After a long while, he decided to listen to his heart and got up from the chair. He went to the corner of the room and poured himself a glass of warm water before going back to his seat. He quickly gulped it down his throat. Only then did he feel better.
He glanced down once again at his phone, the dark curls of his hair covering most of his eyes.
“Fu Zhi.” Sitting on the couch, he chanted the name affectionately. He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes dancing with joy and gentleness that he could not hide.
He tapped the screen a few times.
‘I miss you, Zhizhi.’
Half a minute later, Fu Zhi replied, ‘Focus more on your work. Don’t think so much.’
She typed very fast. As soon as Li Nanli entered a trance, she retracted her second message and said, ‘Your aunt is pretty busy. Is there anything else that I can help you with?’
Li Nanli was speechless.
‘Anything else?’
He contemplated Fu Zhi’s message inwardly. Then, he pressed his lips and replied begrudgingly with only one word and a full stop: ‘Nothing.’
However, Fu Zhi did not notice the change in his tone and replied, ‘Alright then. You’re still recovering, so you need to rest well. Drink some warm water if you feel uncomfortable and take care of yourself.’
‘Fu Zhi, why do I feel like you don’t want to talk to me?’
This time, he had sent a voice message, and Fu Zhi could clearly notice the change in his tone.
As she looked at the word “Typing...” on the screen, Li Nanli sent another red envelope to Fu Zhi before she could finish typing her sentence.
Fu Zhi deleted her sentence and sent him a new message. ‘Don’t think too much, Xiao Li.’
Then, she accepted the red envelope.
Li Nanli was speechless.
He was seized by a violent coughing fit, and his throat felt very sore. His beautiful eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and his face was a mask of agony. He could barely hold his phone still and he grasped the glass of warm water so tightly that his knuckles started turning white.
In the end, he heeded Fu Zhi’s suggestion and drank a large gulp of warm water. His tightly-pressed lips looked even redder now.
Squinting his eyes, he replied, ‘Fu Zhi.’
‘Yeah?’
‘Can you please stop messing with me?’
‘?’
‘Forget it. Go and do your homework.’
‘...’
Li Nanli licked his lips and threw his phone aside. He stared at the ornamental plant on the desk, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.
He felt terrible right now.