He Tricked Me into Bringing Him Breakfast for a Week

On Zhao Xiaotang's first day at work, someone swiped her breakfast. His name was Chen Hao, the market department's notorious smart-mouth. He looked like a perfect gentleman, but everything he said was a joke. Unable to let it go, she chased him up three flights of stairs that very day. As they spent more time together, she discovered all sorts of odd things about him: he was face-blind and only remembered ugly people; he never looked at the menu at group dinners, claiming he had a good memory; and during a blackout, he could pour water from a kettle in the dark with the steadiness of someone in broad daylight. He said, “I've got night vision. I learned it from cats.” The whole company thought he was the resident comedian. Only Zhao Xiaotang noticed that, at some point, she had started watching him laugh for longer and longer. He owed her five breakfasts, all entered in the ledger, principal and interest included. He called her his creditor; she called him a night-vision mutt. They agreed to bicker for the rest of their lives, with the first to surrender picking up the bill. She called him a pain in the neck, but still handed him water. Until one day, she found his notes app. Tucked inside was a photo of her. When she zoomed in, she saw that his eyes weren't looking at the camera. A goofy, bickering daily romance. The more jokes it plants, the harder the heartbreak hits later. Read at your own risk.