I found the secret diary of the gloomy straight-A student. 【Today was the physics final. The Rice Ball girl sat right in front of me. Her neck is so long and white, I really want to strangle it and kiss it.】 【Dreamt she was dancing last night. Can I capture her and make her dance for me alone?】 【The Rice Ball girl came to ask me a question today. Her hair kept brushing against my arm, it tickled so much I almost lost control.】 【That guy next door always comes to find her, and she even smiles at him. I really want to dump his body somewhere and then lock her up.】 【Accidentally brought the Rice Ball girl home. I'm enduring it to the point of madness.】 【Saw the Rice Ball girl licking an ice cream. Spiritually possessing the ice cream with my mind.】 Reading this diary made my face burn and my heart race. I quickly put the diary back where I found it. The straight-A student usually looks cold and ascetic, didn't expect him to be such a pervert behind the scenes. This Rice Ball girl is too pitiful. Until I returned to my seat, I still had lingering fears. At this time, the straight-A student, Julian Thorne, walked over: "Student Summer, I bought an extra rice ball, here you go." Huh? Seeing my face full of confusion, Julian flicked my forehead casually: "Don't you always eat rice balls? Rice Ball girl." Rice Ball girl? Me: ?? 1 My family wasn't well off, and my mom didn't allow me to turn on the AC during the day. Summer in City A was scorching, with temperatures soaring to 38 degrees Celsius (over 100°F). Helpless, I ran to the park every day to cool off. After encountering the high-cold straight-A student Julian Thorne riding past in the park for the fifth time, and our eyes meeting... He spoke first: "Hey, student, are you from our school?" Dude, that's a bit presumptuous. We've been in the same class for a year. "Monitor, we're in the same class. I'm Summer Meng." As an introvert, I answered softly. "I'm face-blind, can't remember people. What are you doing here?" "Cooling off." Julian was silent for a few seconds after hearing my answer, then slowly said: "If you keep cooling off like this, you'll get heatstroke. It's almost forty degrees today." "My family... doesn't allow me to turn on the AC." My face felt slightly hot. Inferiority and sensitivity almost made me lose my voice. When I said this, I saw Julian's eyes light up. He seemed very... happy? A sense of superiority because I'm poor? I was a little unhappy. "Then come to my house. My AC is on 24 hours a day." 2 Julian rarely spoke at school. Relying on his outstandingly handsome looks and heaven-defying grades, he became the secret crush of many girls. In the girls' dorm night chats, his name always came up. Even the beautiful and tall dorm leader would be extremely excited just because Julian patted her shoulder during roll call. I had almost no contact with him. The only interaction was because of a physics problem. Only he in the whole class knew how to solve that finale question. I mustered up the courage to ask him. I saw his hands were slender and fair, knuckles distinct, holding a pen and writing quickly on the paper. I was momentarily flustered, and my just-washed, not-yet-dry hair accidentally touched him. He shook it off with a hint of disgust. This directly poked my inferiority complex. Since then, I never proactively asked him questions again. His helpfulness this time was indeed unexpected. When I stepped into his house for the first time carrying my schoolbag, it felt like entering a castle. His villa was magnificent, with cold air everywhere. "Monitor, where are your parents?" Julian threw his bag aside, opened the fridge, and tossed me an ice cream. He unwrapped a popsicle for himself: "They went abroad." "So you live alone?" "There's a helper." He went upstairs as he spoke. I wasn't familiar with the environment, so I could only follow his footsteps. After entering the room, he pulled out a desk chair: "You study here." "What about you?" "I'll lie on the bed and play games." With that, he took out a game console and half-lay on the bed. I felt a bit embarrassed, feeling like I was occupying the magpie's nest: "Monitor, I'll go write outside. There's AC outside too." He held the popsicle in his mouth, controlling the game, and said to me nonchalantly: "The AC outside needs to be turned off to save electricity." Makes sense, money doesn't grow on trees for anyone. I spread out my homework, ready to study, when Julian's muffled voice came from behind: "Eat the ice cream first, or it'll melt." So polite. I was flattered for a moment, opened the ice cream, and licked it bit by bit with the tip of my tongue like treating a treasure, afraid of missing any sweetness. 3 "Mmph..." Halfway through the ice cream, I heard a muffled groan. "What's wrong?" Turning around, I realized Julian's face was a bit red, and his ears were red enough to drip blood. I hurriedly put down the ice cream and homework, didn't even have time to wipe my mouth, and went to his side to check on him. "Do you have a fever?" Just as I reached out to check the temperature of his forehead. He subconsciously dodged. My hand froze in mid-air. A bit awkward. Indeed, this move was a bit ambiguous. What am I doing. How could someone as noble and distant as Julian let me touch him. Why am I being sentimental? He sat up with a long face, his voice cold: "The temperature is too high." As soon as he finished speaking, I heard the sound of the AC being lowered. So it was too hot, but... it was already 21 degrees (70°F). I was even a little cold. Julian hunched over slightly and went back to bed. He was abnormally hot and now hunched over. Must be uncomfortable. He took me in and gave me ice cream. Now he's feeling unwell. I should repay him. At this moment, I didn't care about the difference between men and women. Whether he wanted it or not, I put my hand directly on his forehead. It was indeed very hot. Not just the forehead. The face was hot. The neck was hot too. "Monitor, you definitely have a fever." When I had a fever, my mom checked me like this. She checked my forehead, cheeks, and neck, a triple check to confirm if I had a fever. I repeatedly used the back of my hand to confirm the temperature of his neck. Julian's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes looking at me started to become a bit blurry. I was worried he would pass out from the fever, nervous as hell: "Monitor, let's take you to the hospital." Just as I wanted to retract my hand, he pressed it down in place. "Oh oh, my hand is cold, does this feel better?" When I had a fever, mom always put cooling patches on my forehead and behind my ears. Cool and refreshing, very comfortable. Just that our posture was a bit ambiguous. However, he is the coldest and most serious straight-A student, he wouldn't have any strange thoughts. I just let him use my hand to cool down. Gradually, his gaze shifted to the corner of my mouth. His handsome face suddenly magnified in front of my eyes, and my brain crashed for a few seconds. I saw his Adam's apple roll quickly, warm breath lingering on my face, my heart beating violently. "Monitor, you..." My call seemed to recall his soul. His eyelids trembled, his gaze glanced over my chest, closed his eyes for a few seconds and opened them again. "You have cream on the corner of your mouth, let me wipe it for you." Huh? His hand quickly swiped across the corner of my mouth. Current flowed from head to toe, electrifying me until I was numb all over. 4 Julian rejected my suggestion to accompany him to the doctor. He asked me to take a box of medicine from the desk. Said it could reduce fever. I obediently followed his instructions, poured water, and fed him the medicine. I waited until he fell asleep before leaving silently. Before leaving, I took the empty medicine box with me. The words on the medicine box were all in English. I didn't recognize most of them. Vitamin. This word... hiss, means vitamin, right. As expected of imported medicine, not only reduces fever but also supplements vitamins. Impressive.
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