I Became a Fanboy of the Villain

Those were the feelings of wanting to be serious, sincere, and with the person one likes.

Bai Zhi was someone who didn’t have any large desires and was very easily content. Before meeting Ji Guichen, he was already very happy if he had food to eat and water to drink. After meeting Ji Guichen, being happy became even easier. As long as Ji Guichen was by his side, talking to him and occasionally holding hands, it would be as if the little demon’s heart had fireworks set off inside.

“But I can’t go home with you tonight.”

Bai Zhi had been happy, but hearing this sentence, he raised his head somewhat dazedly.

Ji Guichen glanced at him, loosening his hand: “I have something else to do today, let’s part ways for now.”

Bai Zhi’s lips moved slightly, and his joyful mood from just now disappeared in an instant. He lowered his head and only spoke after a little while, his voice small:

“You, you’re busy.”

After school, sure enough, Ji Guichen left first alone. Bai Zhi sighed, took a step forward, and kicked a small rock:

“Uncle, does Ji Guichen think I’m annoying?”

“Why would he think you’re annoying?”

Bai Zhi replied slowly: “That person who was called Meng or something, Ji Guichen must have misunderstood when I received her love letter.”

“Didn’t you guys reconcile already? Ji Guichen this kind of person values keeping his word. Since he said he won’t let you feel wronged anymore, he will definitely accomplish it. Don’t worry about it.” The system comforted him. 

Hearing this, Bai Zhi nodded after half a day: “Okay.”

He walked home very slowly the entire way, opened the door, entered the house. With a rare expression of unhappiness, Bai Zhi directly walked back to his room.

He took out his homework from his backpack as usual, but as he wrote and wrote, he suddenly got stuck. Bai Zhi instinctively turned on his phone and was about to call Ji Guichen, but as he was dialing he suddenly came back to his senses and shut his phone with a snap.

‘Ji Guichen hasn’t calmed down yet.’

The little demon thought silently.

He couldn’t help letting out a long sigh and lay idle in his seat for half a day. Just as he was planning on staying up late to finish his homework, his phone screen suddenly lit up.

Bai Zhi leaned over to open it and then suddenly stood up from his chair.

Ji Guichen’s name appeared conspicuously where the sender’s name should be. The message that was sent was short with only a few words:

“Come downstairs now?”

Bai Zhi stretched out his hand to open the curtains. It was pitch black downstairs, and he couldn’t make out anyone in it.

He hurriedly turned around and threw on some clothes before running downstairs. Once downstairs, he turned about several times but didn’t see that figure he was familiar with. Bai Zhi turned around somewhat disappointedly. His footsteps paused.

Ji Guichen was standing under the first streetlight ahead, wearing a large black jacket, hands inserted in its pockets, and looking at him with his head tilted.

Once Bai Zhi reacted he instantly ran over, with a look of joy in his eyes that couldn’t be suppressed even if he wanted to:

“Ji Guichen, you came to see me?”

Ji Guichen nodded and replied definitively: “En.”

After speaking, he lifted a bag from behind and passed it to Bai Zhi. Bai Zhi took it with some surprise, and with an encouraging look from him, slowly tore open the paper bag.

The paper bag contained a letter, a notebook, and a card.

“This letter contains my heartfelt words to you, you can interpret it as a love letter or confession. This notebook has the mistake analyses and solutions to every question you got wrong these days. This card has the rest of the winnings from the competition all entered into it.

Ji Guichen’s expression was serious as he explained word for word: “From now on, I won’t let you be unhappy or feel wronged. I do as I say.”

As Ji Guichen’s words fell, Bai Zhi’s fingertips couldn’t help trembling. He took a deep breath as he looked at the paper bag in his hand, his heart so warm that he wanted to cry a bit.

He had already known early on that this person’s personality was like this. Every time they were together, Ji Guichen would take care of everything well in advance and give every care so as to not let Bai Zhi have any worries. But this time was indeed Bai Zhi’s first time receiving that person’s feelings this directly.

These three things may not have been valuable, but they were indeed Ji Guichen’s most sincere expressions in this moment. 

The letter expressed his emotions, the notebook expressed his actions, and the money expressed his temperament.

Those were the feelings of wanting to be serious, sincere, and with the person one likes.