I used to confess my feelings to my crush all the time, thinking he couldn’t hear me. Today, after learning a few sassy lines, I was ready to go all out. “Hey, big guy, I was just thinking… wanna hop on a ‘rocking horse’ with me?” The guy, who usually didn’t react, suddenly scooped me up. His voice was husky: “Sure.” “That guy by the window is so hot.” “Yeah, but he’s so cold. He never talks to anyone.” The guy with sharp, clear eyes sat by the window, his slender, pale fingers slowly turning the pages of a book. Countless girls had already fallen for his good looks, trying to get his contact info, only to be silently rejected. But would a small setback like that deter a genius like me when it came to dating? I swaggered over, book in hand, and sat right next to him, trying to strike up a conversation. “Hey, what year are you, and what’s your major?” He didn’t answer, just tilted his head, avoiding the sunlight streaming through the window. His perfect profile looked even more aloof, like a painting. While drooling over him, I suddenly had an epiphany. “No wonder so many people talk to you and you don’t answer.” “You’re deaf!” The hand holding his pen tightened slightly, then quickly relaxed. He just quietly moved his chair further away from me. Of course, I didn’t think he was annoyed. Based on my decade-plus history of reading web novels in elementary school, this classic ‘gorgeous, brilliant, and tragic’ type – you know, the kind who’s got it all but is always suffering – usually gets weird looks from people. So when I tried to be nice, he must have felt uncomfortable and instinctively moved away. Poor little thing! Channeling my inner simp, I scooted even closer to him. Our breaths mingled softly. I pretended not to notice his ears faintly reddening, and instead, pressed down on his notebook, slowly enunciating his name: “Ju-lian Ha-yes.” Then I turned my head, looked him straight in the eyes, and smiled sweetly. “Your name sounds so good.”
Julian Hayes’ amber eyes reflected my image. As if unused to such closeness, he sharply recoiled, gathering his things and getting up to leave. He looked like he was fleeing for his life, as if from a monster. But that’s okay. He hadn’t rejected me outright, so it probably meant he didn’t dislike me. Tomorrow, I’ll come back to harass… oh, I mean, care for him. Hehe. The next day, same time, same place. Julian Hayes showed up promptly at his usual spot. But this time, he didn’t sit down immediately. He looked around, as if searching for something. Only after confirming that the seat I’d occupied yesterday was empty did he slowly relax, pull out the chair, and sit down. Bright sunlight streamed through the window, highlighting his white shirt and outlining his lean, strong waist. Julian Hayes bowed his head, earnestly flipping through his book, the scene looking peaceful and beautiful. I quietly admired him for a while before emerging from behind the bookshelf with a thick stack of textbooks. Ignoring his ‘saw a ghost’ expression, I sat down next to him. “Were you waiting for me?” Julian Hayes didn’t speak, just averted his gaze. His pale pink lips were pressed into a thin line, a silent rejection. But I’ve always been shameless, so I just pretended not to notice. “Julian Hayes, I don’t understand these few problems. Can you teach me?” His books on the desk were covered by my textbooks. Julian Hayes turned his head, silently staring at me. I slapped my forehead, realizing he couldn’t hear. “My bad, my bad, I completely forgot you can’t hear.” As soon as the words left my mouth, before Julian Hayes could react, I suddenly took his long, pale hand gently. I slowly traced out words on his warm palm: “Teach me.”
The touch of our skin was incredibly clear. My sudden action made Julian Hayes stiffen. When he came back to his senses, his first instinct was to pull his hand away. My fingertips slid lightly along his palm, but just as he was about to fully withdraw, I suddenly grabbed his fingers tightly. As I held his hand firmly, I deliberately looked into Julian Hayes’ eyes. I slowed my words, mouthing to him: “Hey, you haven’t agreed to teach me yet.” Julian Hayes’ ears were so red they looked like they could bleed, and his gaze visibly flitted around in panic. After a long moment, he pulled out a pen, put it in my hand, and gestured for me to write on a notebook. His eyes, so close, watched me intently, as if silently pleading. I blinked, suddenly feeling guilty for bullying the poor guy. Since my trick had worked, I released his hand. “Thank you!” The distance between us returned to normal. Julian Hayes subtly let out a breath, took the notebook that was in front of me, and wrote neatly. [Which one don’t you understand?] His handwriting, like him, was elegant and beautiful. Julian Hayes finished writing and pushed the notebook back to me, looking earnestly at me, waiting for my answer, incredibly well-behaved and serious. But to his surprise, I directly rested my arm on his and used his notebook to reply. [All of them.] Our breaths once again drew infinitely close. The sweet scent of my shower gel and Julian Hayes’ cool, pleasant scent slowly mingled. His pupils trembled, boundless emotion flickering, which instantly turned into deep exasperation when he saw my answer.
His slender fingers delicately hooked my sleeve, pulling me back as I tried to escape. Julian Hayes used his elegant handwriting to write over my words. [I’ll wait for you at the library at this time every day from now on.] And just like that, I gained a free private tutor, and a very dedicated one at that. When Julian Hayes said he’d teach me problems, he taught me problems. He didn’t do anything extra. After our fixed study time each day, he’d go about his own business. But I couldn’t bear to leave after such a short time, so I’d just stick around, reading and reviewing, occasionally chatting with him by writing notes. All my unspoken thoughts finally found a home; Julian Hayes was like my personal trash can. And one with top-notch confidentiality. Though he rarely paid attention to me and his replies were few, his notebook gradually became filled with my handwriting. As time passed, I started wanting to tease Julian Hayes again. While he was reading, I’d slowly write on the notebook. [Even if you can’t hear me, it’s okay. Being deaf isn’t your fault.] [You have me. I’m willing to be your ears for life.] Julian Hayes glanced at me, then lowered his head to continue reading. But his handsome face was clearly flushed. His reaction was so cute that I buried my face on the desk, giggling for a long time before stopping. From that day on, I started paying attention to Julian Hayes outside the library. His daily routine was simple: classes, library, eating, sleeping. So I easily figured out his movements. After staking him out for a few days, I found that he didn’t seem to have many friends. He was always alone, even when he went to eat. He felt even more pitiful. So I deliberately went to the cafeteria to “accidentally” run into him.
Ignoring the surprised looks from passersby, I carried my tray and sat across from Julian Hayes, giving him a bright smile. “What a coincidence.” Julian Hayes glanced at me, then acted like he hadn’t seen me, lowering his head to quietly eat his meal. Even though he didn’t acknowledge me, he clearly didn’t reject me either. How does that saying go? Silence is the best permission. The cafeteria food was just okay, barely edible. But to test Julian Hayes’ limits, I deliberately picked a piece of sweet and sour pork from his tray and popped it into my mouth. Then I narrowed my eyes in a smile, praising it without reservation. “So good.” Julian Hayes’ chewing paused. He was clearly startled by my outrageous behavior. He covered his mouth, coughing for a good while, unable to stop. I smoothly handed him a bottle of water, silently wondering: *Is he going to hate me now? Is he finally fed up with my harassment and about to publicly reject me?* I waited for a full thirty seconds before Julian Hayes finally put down the water bottle. Then, he picked up his forks and continued eating. At the same time, he silently pushed the side of his plate with the sweet and sour pork towards me. At that moment, my heart started pounding uncontrollably. I already knew Julian Hayes was a good student. Now, his charm level just shot through the roof. I’m never one to be shy. Since my heart was racing, I decided to go for it. Julian Hayes paused his eating, looking down at my foot lightly kicking his shin. Then he opened the notes app on his phone, typed a line, and showed it to me. [What’s up?] I didn’t take his phone, but deliberately looked into his eyes and said: “Wanna add me on SnapChat?”
Even though I wanted to flirt with him, I didn’t have high hopes. After all, Julian Hayes was known as the hardest guy to get in school. But to my surprise, the moment he clearly understood my lip movements, he nodded in agreement. Then he switched to the scan interface, silently urging me with his eyes. I opened my mouth, swallowing the words I’d planned to say to save face. Just like that, I confusingly added Julian Hayes on SnapChat. Back in my dorm, my roommate looked at my dazed expression and asked, confused: “You’ve been running out all the time for days, and then you come back smiling like you just won the lottery. Spill it, did some hot guy steal your soul?” That girl, she guessed pretty accurately. I looked at her with admiration and sincerely asked: “Babe, can you teach me how to date?” Although I usually called myself a dating expert, I’d never actually been in a relationship; I was a blank slate in that department. I was so afraid of doing something wrong and scaring off the hot guy I was about to get. My roommate was so shocked she almost fell off her bed. While imparting her wisdom, she also pressed: “Which guy in school is so charming that he managed to capture the heart of our department’s beauty queen?” I feigned modesty and waved my hand. “It’s my crush, and it’s still early days. I’ll definitely tell you the moment I officially get him.” I’d heard my roommates gossip about Julian Hayes before. They said he was nicknamed ‘Ice Prince’ and rarely spoke to anyone. If I told them I had a crush on Julian Hayes, they definitely wouldn’t believe me. It was better to wait until we were officially together before sharing the good news. Speaking of which, Julian Hayes was quite pitiful. He was deaf and couldn’t hear, so of course he couldn’t talk to people. The poor guy was already struggling, how could people misunderstand him?
To comfort Julian Hayes, the first thing I did after getting into bed was to send him a SnapChat message. [Hey, quick question, what time is it?] [I don’t mean anything else, just reminding you it’s time for us to be together.] [A little cat goes: Meow meow meow.] [A little dog goes: Julian Hayes, I’m your dog, I’m only loyal to you for life!] Julian Hayes replied quickly, almost instantly. But no matter what I sent, he only replied with six dots. […] I stared at the chat box, brewing for a long time, deeply understanding my shortcomings. It seemed that flirting online was really not my strong suit. After all, with a screen between us, Julian Hayes couldn’t fully feel my overflowing emotions. So I decided to change tactics and ask him to meet offline. [I heard amusement parks are the best date spots for couples.] [And tomorrow’s my birthday, so how about it, wanna go together?] Julian Hayes still replied quickly. […Okay] If I hadn’t been sharp-eyed, I would have almost missed his reply. I didn’t expect Julian Hayes to be so easy to ask out! I was so happy, I wanted to run laps for the entire dorm, or maybe even the whole campus, just to burn off all that excitement. My roommates, hearing that I was going on a date with my crush tomorrow, happily started scheming for me. “Remember to bring your ID and charger. I’ll send you the link to that super nice hotel near the amusement park.” “This lingerie set is so innocent-sexy. Wear this tomorrow and I guarantee you’ll hit a home run!” Huh? Was this really something I should be hearing at my age? My face burned red, and my mind raced with all sorts of ‘dirty’ thoughts as I spent a night filled with sweet anticipation. By the time my roommates had picked out my outfit and done my makeup, Julian Hayes was already waiting outside when I went downstairs.
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