Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“It’ll be embarrassing for me to give the meds to Luosang directly. Send them to Yan Su, and she can take some if she ever catch a cold. Luosang and her are roommates anyway.”

Lu Kang felt a little speechless about how complicated the whole thing was. “Didn’t you ask me to buy you some books about sweet talk?” he asked.

“Send the medicines to Yan Su first, then go buy the books for me,” responded Nian Junting.

…

It was eleven o’clock at night. Luosang took a shower, then laid in bed, reading a book. A while later, she sneezed a few times in a row, and felt a little heavy-headed.

Only Yan Su and Luosang were in the dorm tonight. Hearing her sneeze a few times, Yan Su asked, “Do you have a cold?”

“I’ve really had a miserable day.” Luosang gave a bitter smile.

Yan Su wanted to say something, but her phone suddenly rang. It was Lu Kang calling. She didn’t want to answer the call, but thinking of the relationship between Nian Junting and Luosang, she still answered it.

“Yan Su, I’m downstairs. I’ve brought you some medicine for treating a cold,” said Lu Kang with a soft voice.

“Cold?” Yan Su didn’t understand. “I don’t have a cold.”

“Mr. Nian asked me to send them to you. He said it would be embarrassing to send the medicine directly to Luosang, so he asked me to send them to you, and that if Luosang caught a cold, she should take some anyway.” Lu Kang doubted that his boss could ever get a girlfriend without help, so he decided to lend a hand. “Don’t tell Mr. Nian about what I said. He’d kill me.”

“Alright, I’m coming downstairs now,” Yan Su chuckled and said. Then, she hung up the phone and said to Luosang, “I’m going downstairs.”

Ten minutes later, Luosang saw Yan Su coming back with a large bag of medicine for a cold. “Who gave you all these medicines? I’m so jealous. Give me some now. I’m worried that I might get a fever tomorrow and won’t be able to study.”

“Well, these aren’t for me,” said Yan Su smilingly, “Someone wanted to give these medicines to you through me. He felt that giving these directly to you is too embarrassing.”

Luosang blinked.

“Lu Kang sent them to me. Ah, it’s so late at night, but his boss forced him to send me some cold medicine. Well, I wasn’t caught in the rain; why did he send medicine to me?” While speaking, Yan Su opened the plastic bag and said, “See, all sorts of meds for fever, cough, running nose… You’ll find what you need here.”

Luosang gave a start while hearing Yan Su’s words.

In her mind, she saw Nian Junting’s proud face. For some reason, she wanted to laugh, and her heart was warmed.

She didn’t feel strange about Nian Junting doing this at all.

However, she was surprised as that a man with that low of EQ actually thought that she might catch a cold and sent her medicine. She thought he would never want to talk to her again.

“Here — find the meds you need,” Yan Su said after she threw the bag of medicines to Luosang.

Luosang took a med with water. The medicine was bitter. However, looking at the moon in the sky, Luosang sensed some faint sweetness from her heart.

…

The next morning, when Luosang woke up, her nose wasn’t stuffy, and her head didn’t ache either.

When she was having breakfast with Yan Su in the canteen, the latter smilingly looked at her and said, “You look nice. The meds seem to be quite effective.”

“Em, I’ve always been healthy and have rarely caught a cold.” While speaking, Luosang lowered her head, and stirred her porridge, as if absorbed her in thoughts. “Do you think I should say thank you to Nian Junting?”

“Why? Lu Kang said that we can’t even let Nian Junting know, or he’d feel embarrassed.” After saying that, Yan Su got a call from Lu Kang.

“Su, did you take the medicine last night?” Lu Kang asked that question, then coughed loudly.

Yan Su felt strange, but soon figured it out. “I didn’t,” she responded, “But Luo caught a cold, so I gave the meds to her. The meds are good. Her cold is gone.”