If you asked Yuan Xin what Qi Yuan meant to her, she might say, given her habit of deliberately avoiding the strange feelings growing inside her, “He's a buddy.” Qi Yuan, meanwhile, is always scheming to become the one and only treasure in her heart. Qi Yuan pouts, thinking miserably, When will his little rascal Yuan Xin finally let go of her hang-ups? No, wait, she doesn't have to let them go. She just has to let go around him. When will she finally accept him? But Qi Yuan doesn't dare say it, or even ask. When it comes to her, he has more patience than anyone could expect. He believes he can wait for her. It's just that the wait is always agonizing. Qi Yuan watches Yuan Xin gaze at their homeroom teacher with a cold look and says sarcastically, “Is it really necessary? It's not like he's handsome.”
“I just admire his presence.” His hand once again finds its way onto her shoulder. “Don't I have more presence than him?”
“Have you never heard that rabbits don't eat the grass by their burrow?”
Instead of getting angry, he narrows his eyes, leans closer, and smiles like a sly fox. “I've only heard that the one closest to the water gets to the moon first.”
I always feel that Qi Yuan's parents are not his biological parents.