My Crush Picked Up My DiaryChapter 20

The meal was very strange, and Mai Dong felt sweetness and grievance in his heart.

What does the trial period mean? He tried to console himself. Yan Xuming had taken the initiative to confess to him. Perhaps, his hesitation had led him to suggest this peculiar trial period arrangement. This, however, didn’t necessarily mean that Yan Xuming didn’t like him enough. vodYG

Yet, no matter how he reassured himself, Mai Dong couldn’t shake off the uncertainty. He couldn’t help but wonder, is Yan Xuming really his boyfriend during this trial period?

Can they still hold hands? Can they still embrace each other? Can they still kiss, just like they did a moment ago?

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Although Mai Dong was tortured by the recent kiss, he had to admit that he enjoyed it. It’s just that he lacked experience and hadn’t yet learned how to respond actively.

After finishing their meal, Mai Dong held the roses, but Yan Xuming didn’t hold his hand. GIrEwK

Feeling somewhat aggrieved, Mai Dong kept trying to walk beside Yan Xuming. However, carrying the flowers made it inconvenient, and Yan Xuming’s legs were much longer than his own. Despite Yan Xuming’s efforts to slow down for him, Mai Dong inevitably fell behind a bit in the distance.

He chased after him all the way, feeling quite upset. Finally, at a traffic light, he spoke in a voice like a mosquito, “Yan Xuming, would you mind holding my hand for a moment?”

Yan Xuming didn’t hear.

In the end, what kind of ears does he have!

Mai Dong complained loudly in his mind, though he understood it wasn’t Yan Xuming’s fault. The intersection was bustling with traffic, motorcycles even used the pedestrian walkway with their horns blaring. He dared not speak loudly, initially afraid Yan Xuming might actually hear him.

Not hearing him as he hoped, Mai Dong felt unwilling to give up. He gently tugged at Yan Xuming’s clothes with his right hand, raising his voice a bit, “Senior, would you mind holding my hand for a moment?”

The next moment, his hand was grasped by a slightly warm palm. In an instant, Mai Dong’s eyes reddened again. He couldn’t help but curse this absurd trial period. He knew it was all his fault. It started as a perfect confession, and all he had to do was agree to a joyful relationship with Yan Xuming. However, his overthinking and hesitation led to Yan Xuming misunderstanding whether he wanted to be with him or not.

He really wanted to explain to Yan Xuming that his hesitation wasn’t directed at Yan Xuming or their relationship; it was just triggered by some sad memories. He desperately wanted to convey to Yan Xuming that he didn’t need a trial period and would never regret it. All he wanted was to hug, hold hands, and kiss Yan Xuming right now. HkxMC0

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Mai Dong walked absentmindedly and was suddenly jerked back. When he looked up, he realized he had been standing in the path of an electric scooter that had just passed by. The owner seemed to have hurriedly maneuvered through because the green light was about to end. Mai Dong didn’t think much of it, but Yan Xuming frowned, his eyes fixed on Mai Dong. “Did you get hit?”

Mai Dong shook his head, “No.” Nth1Ew

Yan Xuming then held his hand tighter.

Mai Dong even felt a bit of pain, and he spoke up, “Yan Xuming, I don’t want a trial period.”

Yan Xuming gave a low “hmm” and asked, “Why?”

Mai Dong spoke in a hushed tone, pouring out his feelings, “I don’t know what the trial period means in a relationship, but it implies that I might lose points with you. I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it permanent.” O M509

Yan Xuming patiently corrected him, “Mai Dong, this trial period is for you to deduct points from me.”

Mai Dong blinked, “Huh?”

Chrysanthemum Garden.

It was nearing December with Christmas just around the corner. This holiday was becoming increasingly popular among young people. By the end of November, major shopping malls had already set up massive Christmas trees. As the two walked through the small pedestrian street near the school entrance, they noticed a Christmas tree erected in the center of the square, though they couldn’t tell when it had been set up.

Many students came to take photos, forming a crowd and capturing the festive atmosphere. AUydYs

Yan Xuming continued to hold Mai Dong’s hand as they entered the school grounds, where more people recognized Yan Xuming. However, he didn’t avoid the attention or keep a distance from Mai Dong. He still tightly held onto his trial boyfriend, who was cradling the romantic bouquet from the confession.

Yan Xuming explained to him, “Although I haven’t finished reading the diary, I’ve skipped through a lot. The image you’ve portrayed of me is a bit distorted. I’m not as good as you think.”

Mai Dong shook his head, “No, you’re really good.”

Yan Xuming spoke casually, “Then, can you list three of my flaws?” xUn4oi

Mai Dong furrowed his brow, wracking his brain. He hadn’t fully adjusted to the shift in their relationship, and these words sounded somewhat harsh to him. How could someone force you to list three flaws of the person you’ve liked for four years? He thought over and over again, wondering how Yan Xuming could have any flaws.

Yan Xuming then chuckled, “Can’t come up with any?”

Mai Dong nodded, “En, you don’t have any flaws.”

Yan Xuming then asked, “Are there perfect people in the world?” dhZr2

Mai Dong felt he was being unreasonable, “I know there aren’t, but in my eyes, you have no flaws. Even if you did, I wouldn’t mind. Does having flaws mean you can’t like someone anymore? Then no one in the world would be liked, and I wouldn’t be liked either.”

Yan Xuming was somewhat at a loss for words. Only now did he understand why Mai Dong would participate in debate competitions. Indeed, he possessed a certain kind of temperament.

Mai Dong was well-suited for arguing with people. When dealing with strangers, he didn’t show many expressions on his face–To put it nicely, he could be described as glowering or, to put it badly, having a stern expression. When expressing his own opinions, there was a kind of condescending demeanor that made it difficult for others to easily argue back.

Yan Xuming believed that Mai Dong wasn’t doing it intentionally; he guessed that it might be the influence of Mai Dong’s status as a xueshen. UaH3r0

Mai Dong felt that he made a reasonable point, wasn’t it true?

There’s a saying, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” and the meaning is probably similar. Of course, these easily overlooked flaws shouldn’t cross certain boundaries. Apart from those, all other flaws can be downplayed, and couples in the honeymoon phase excel at this.

He defended himself, “M… My hesitation wasn’t because of you. I just remembered some things from my childhood. And, when you said you liked me, I couldn’t believe it all at once.”

The night breeze was a bit chilly, but it wasn’t too cold when it blew on them. However, Mai Dong’s hands were exposed and a bit cold. Yan Xuming grabbed Mai Dong’s hand and tucked it into his own coat pocket. They strolled around the campus, with Mai Dong persistently holding onto his bouquet of roses. Yan Xuming suggested putting it aside for now, but Mai Dong refused. mOn7iR

“Back then, I actually wanted to get to know you. After you read my speech, I didn’t say hello that day because I thought there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. After all, there are many school activities, competitions, and chances for us to meet. I never thought we wouldn’t run into each other even once.”

As Yan Xuming reminisced, his voice became gentle and slow, as if recalling the past version of Mai Dong from high school. Back then, Mai Dong was even shorter than now, slender, always solitary with an expressionless face, resembling a cold-blooded assassin.

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Mai Dong was also forced to recall the past.

Mai Dong rarely delved into his own past, perhaps one of the reasons he had developed the habit of writing in a diary. NaZLoS

He felt that he couldn’t remember so much from the past, and he didn’t want to expend energy creating a specific space in the memory palace reserved for storing every detail of his life from childhood to the present. Instead, he chose to write down everything each day–Be it a mere log or mundane daily life.

And indeed, Mai Dong’s life was rather uneventful. He consistently ranked first in his class, had a happy family with rarely any arguments between his parents, and lacked friends enthusiastic about the typical youthful escapades like going crazy in the rain. He even refrained from participating in extracurricular activities. He couldn’t find a specific time when he won some award to mark a milestone in his life.

Every day consisted of going to school, studying at school, studying at home, and then sleeping.

That’s why his recollections were vague. xDtThl

“Do you know? There was a time when rumors about your family background were circulating widely at school. During the first parent-teacher meeting in our freshman year, your grandfather attended. People heard he was dressed in tattered clothes, his hands were dirty, and there was paint or something similar on his clothes. Everyone thought your family was very poor, your parents were absent, and your education was solely supported by your grandfather picking up trash.” Yan Xuming spoke of this with a hint of amusement, even he believed it during that time.

Mai Dong looked quite embarrassed; he genuinely had no knowledge of this. He never paid attention to the school’s gossip. However, when Yan Xuming mentioned a specific time, Mai Dong did recall something.

Ah… no wonder. No wonder in the second semester of his freshman year, he always felt people treating him differently. This difference manifested in people constantly offering him food. At first, Mai Dong would refuse, but the more he declined, the more people desperately insisted on giving him food, their attitude becoming increasingly determined. They insisted that he accept.

It turned out that people misunderstood that he couldn’t afford to eat… mMARC7

Mai Dong awkwardly explained, “My parents were indeed very busy at that time la, and my grandfather was probably working on some sculpture or something, which made him look dirty. He didn’t care about that stuff and didn’t bother cleaning up before coming.”

Yan Xuming suppressed a laugh, “En, when you mentioned that your grandfather was an artist, I thought of something. So, it was such a big misunderstanding. During that time, every morning when I bought breakfast, I would think of you, wondering if the poor little kid came to school hungry today.”