Stop Chasing Me, Li Xingxing!
Touching Fingers Over a Book, Then Knocking Over a Bookshelf
It was a cloudy Tuesday. Birds chirped. Leaves rustled. Romance was in the air—at least in Li Xingxing’s mind.
Today’s mission: Accidental hand-touch over the same book.
Location: University library
Target: Zhou Yiran
Mood: Tragic love story meets viral drama
Xingxing tiptoed into the library wearing a beige cardigan, round glasses, and holding a poetry book upside down—his “intellectual disguise.”
He scanned the shelves. And there, near the philosophy section, stood Zhou Yiran, in his usual black hoodie, eyes fixed on a book titled "Existentialism and Emotional Detachment."
Li Xingxing
Typically, it does suit my honey*admiring him secretly*
Li Xingxing
*Slid behind a bookshelf, breathing like a spy on a mission* Okay *whispered, pulling out a tiny notepad*
Li Xingxing
Walk to the same shelf
Li Xingxing
Reach for the same book
Li Xingxing
Look into his eyes
Li Xingxing
Boom = sparks = anime opening theme = wedding? *clenching his heart*
Li Xingxing
*Took a deep breath* showtime.
Zhou Yiran
*reached out for a book*
Li Xingxing
*Lunged in slow motion* o-oh! This book?
Li Xingxing
*Gasped, eyes wide* Oh… your hand is so… hand-like…
Li Xingxing
I… can’t *whispers dramatically, still holding the book like it was a bouquet of roses*
Zhou Yiran
…Let go before I sneeze on you.
Li Xingxing
*Blinked* You’re allergic to romantic tension?
Zhou Yiran
No. To dust. And you’re blocking the air.
Li Xingxing
Oh *quickly let go*
Just as Yiran grabbed the book, Xingxing’s cardigan caught on the corner of the shelf. He spun around dramatically to untangle it—only to bump into the shelf behind him.
Note :- A *cardigan* is a type of knitted sweater or jacket
And then, like dominoes in a tragic love story…
Note:- those r weightless shelves, they have kept magazines and newspapers on them
those magazines and newspapers rained down like knowledge missiles. Students screamed. A librarian gasped in slow motion. Yiran dove forward, grabbed Xingxing’s arm, and yanked him to safety just in time as everything hits the floor.
Li Xingxing
*blinked, now pressed against Yiran’s chest, both of them crouched behind the fallen shelf*
Li Xingxing
…Wow *whispered* It’s just like Titanic.
Zhou Yiran
*Glared down at him* You’re not Rose. You’re the iceberg.
The librarian, arms crossed, stood like an angry god.
librarian
Who caused this?
Everyone in the library turned toward the obvious suspect: the boy still picking glitter out of his cardigan.
Li Xingxing
*Raised his hand* It was an accident… but also fate.
Zhou Yiran
*Pinched the bridge of his nose* I’m not helping you clean this up.
Li Xingxing
It’s fine *sighed dramatically, picking up books* I’ll suffer in silence. Like Juliet.
Li Xingxing
✔ Step 5: Accidental Hand Touch
❌ Result: Book avalanche, one angry librarian, minor wrist sprain
Li Xingxing
⭐ Unexpected bonus: Held Yiran’s arm for 4.3 seconds
Li Xingxing
*drew a tiny heart beside it*
Li Xingxing
I’m getting closer *whispered to his cactus* He saved me from death-by-literature. That’s definitely affection.
Meanwhile, in Yiran’s dorm…
Zhou Yiran
*Staring at his phone, holding a peach candy in his hand*
He didn’t eat it. But he didn’t throw it away either.
Zhou Yiran
*Muttered* He’s going to destroy my life.
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