Deliberately Approaching
Chapter 82 The Insecure Little Girl

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 The Insecure Little Girl

Foreign Language College, beneath the boys’ dormitory building.

Chen Yu was holding a plastic bag, agonizing over whether to shamelessly rush upstairs while the dormitory supervisor was not paying attention, to deliver the cold medicine to Chen Nan as quickly as possible.

The school had a rule that boys and girls were not allowed to visit each other’s rooms unless they had permission from their counselor.

What to do, how could she deliver it without going up?

But if she rushed up there, it would be so embarrassing!

In the end, Chen Yu’s reason triumphed over her panic.

She pushed open the door to the duty room and timidly said, "Auntie, Chen Nan who lives in 312 has caught a cold, but he doesn’t have any medicine. Could you help me deliver it to him?"

Even as Chen Yu finished speaking, her little head was bowed, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the dormitory supervisor.

"It’s okay, go on up. Just come down quickly."

"It’s not so good for a girl to go up. I’m afraid people will gossip if they see me. So, could you possibly help me deliver it, Auntie? Room 312, Chen Nan."

Looking at the hesitant young girl, the dormitory supervisor let out a chuckle, pointed her finger towards the small square table by the entrance after she stopped munching on her apple.

"Then just leave it there."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie. You’ve been so kind."

Chen Yu bowed, put down the bag, and ran off, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

She had never been this bold even when dating in the past.

If her boyfriend was sick, at most she would make a call and send some food and drinks through a delivery service. She had never dealt with a situation like this one before.

The dormitory supervisor nodded in satisfaction, "Mmm, this little girl is not bad, quite decent."

She paused for a few seconds, then picked up the bag and went upstairs.

...

By the time Chen Yu ran back to the academic building, class had been in session for 15 minutes. The oral language teacher simply gestured for her to come in, without saying much.

Li Ying, on the other hand, was looking at her with an annoyed expression.

Tang Xiaowan shot a glare at her, and Li Ying quickly lowered her head and pretended to start taking notes.

Chen Yu was unaware of all this; right now, her mind was a mess with thoughts. Had Chen Nan received the medicine? Would he take it on time? Had she bought the wrong kind?

So, taking advantage of the teacher adjusting the height of the blackboard, Chen Yu sneakily took out her phone.

But before she could send a message to ask, Chen Nan beat her to it: [I’ve received the medicine and just took it, thanks. Let me treat you to hotpot at the big cafeteria tomorrow.]

[No worries, take care and rest well.]

Chen Nan, sensing her reluctance, quickly changed his tune: [Actually, let’s make it today. Sweating it out with hotpot can speed up recovery.]

[Really, it’s not necessary, I won’t go.]

[Six o’clock, at the entrance of the big cafeteria. See you there.]

Looking at the last message, Chen Yu hesitated for a long time without replying.

She wanted to go, but was also afraid to.

Chen Nan was the top student of their year, had good looks, and was clean-cut, so quite a few girls in the class admired him, especially Li Ying.

Li Ying was a local, her parents were teachers, and she came from a well-off family, not to mention she was pretty. As for herself, she not only had an unsightly birthmark, but her parents were also temporary workers.

Even the apartment she lived in was left to her by her grandparents; there was no comparison.

The chicken leg co-purchase from the day before had been secretive.

A hotpot dinner was different; it would take a long time, and if the "sister flowers" saw her, she’d be scolded as an ugly duckling trying to become a swan again.

[I have something on tonight, but thank you.]

[Six o’clock, don’t stand me up, I’m turning off my phone now.]

Chen Yu: "..."

He’s really turning off his phone? Seriously?

She tried calling tentatively, and sure enough, it was off.

What to do, what to do, does he really have feelings for me?

The things he said yesterday were so strange!

"Chen Yu, what kind of guy do you think is suitable to be a boyfriend?"

"Kind, filial, smart."

"Looks like I meet all the criteria!"

"What?"

"Eat up, the drumstick is pretty good."

...

He probably knows that my boyfriend dumped me, right? And this birthmark, will he really not mind?

While thinking that, her hand unconsciously touched it.

Chen Yu’s odd behavior, as well as her distracted demeanor, was all seen by Tang Xiaowan, who simply didn’t speak or ask.

She guessed it probably had something to do with Chen Nan.

Despite the fact that Tang Xiaowan hadn’t figured out her own issues, she could easily see through Chen Yu’s little schemes.

So she covered her mouth and giggled, playing the role of an amused onlooker.

Time passed by bit by bit. The lecture went on captivatingly while Chen Yu scrolled through her chat history with Chen Nan again and again.

Every message was incredibly meaningful to her.

Eventually, she mustered the courage and slid her phone into Tang Xiaowan’s desk drawer.

"Xiao Wan, take a look."

"What is it?"

"Just take a look."

Tang Xiaowan touched her nose, pretending she knew nothing, and nonchalantly picked up the phone.

Wow, I must really be the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang!

These two goofballs had been confiding in each other under the guise of a cold, which was absolutely hilarious—one being silly, the other incredibly sharp.

Not bad, not bad, quite a good match!

During the process of Tang Xiaowan reading the messages, Chen Yu was like an ant on a hot pan—nervous, excited, and a bit uncertain.

She was afraid Tang Xiaowan might accuse her of wishful thinking!

A similar kind of mockery her girlfriends often made in the past.

Even though Chen Yu firmly believed that Tang Xiaowan was nothing like them, very upright and kind, her only truly trustworthy friend, she was still somewhat unsure when it came to matters of the heart.

"Have you finished reading?"

Chen Yu’s voice was tiny, like the hum of a mosquito.

At that moment, it was as if the air had frozen.

Just as Chen Yu thought Tang Xiaowan hadn’t heard her and was about to ask again, she saw her nod.

"What do you think?"

However, Tang Xiaowan simply nodded again without providing any substantive response, and just stuffed the phone back into Chen Yu’s desk drawer.

Chen Yu: "?"

Could it really be the same as those girlfriends?

Or is she just too kind to crush me to my face?

Seeing Chen Yu’s panic, Tang Xiaowan’s large apricot eyes suddenly squinted into slits, and her rosy lips pouted like a little duckling’s, especially comical.

Not able to hold back, Chen Yu nudged Tang Xiaowan with her elbow: "Come on, tell me what to do, should I go or not?"

"Go for it, it’s a great opportunity, cheer up!"

A victory gesture was made under the desk.

Chen Yu pursed her lips in a smile, finally letting go of the anxiety that had been hanging over her.

She was relieved that she hadn’t misjudged her friend; Tang Xiaowan wasn’t like those other girls at all, not the slightest hint of mocking her.

"He’s so outstanding, won’t others think I’m overreaching?"

"No, you’re outstanding too.

Chen Yu: "?"

"Be confident, don’t be afraid, you’re great too!"

They both used their textbooks as a cover and started whispering to each other, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

That’s the beauty of sitting at the back.

In college, as long as they didn’t disturb anyone else, teachers often didn’t care much about what students did. You could do anything, even sleep on the desk.

Minutes later, the bell rang for the end of class.

Tang Xiaowan and Chen Yu raced out of the classroom, heading straight for the small supermarket at the Foreign Language College.

They sold everything there, including little accessories.