Yang Liu's mouth twitched, "Just... just this?"
Ye Mu thought for a moment and said, "He also drew a very cute little butterfly."
Yang Liu: "..." Hopeless romantic.
Ye Mu wished he could take out the little note filled with concern and show it to Yang Liu, this unromantic woman. However, he didn't want anyone else to see Luo Qi's letter to him, and he felt conflicted.
If Yang Liu heard this, she would probably spit blood. She had never heard anyone call her unromantic in her life, it was outrageous.
Ye Mu was conflicted, and Yang Liu watched him stare blankly for a long time. She quietly rolled her eyes, not expecting Ye Mu opposite her to see it.
Yang Liu wasn't embarrassed. She yawned and casually said, "The influence of the people involved in your election is gradually rising, but your performance in terms of achievements is still weak. However, there's nothing I can do to help you with that. If there's nothing else, I'll be going back now."
Yang Liu was truly exhausted. Not only did she have to deal with her troublesome father and brother at home, but she also had to work for Ye Mu behind their backs and under the watchful eyes of everyone in the higher ranks. She felt like she had grown several more wrinkles in just a few days.
She also knew that Ye Mu wasn't just relying on her. The determination and preparation this young man was willing to put in to get what he wanted amazed her.
Although, for the sake of her future, she should be giving herself a pep talk and working through the night, for someone who had been working for over twenty hours straight, she really couldn't push herself any further.
Ye Mu frowned, unable to understand why human females had such poor stamina and energy. Seeing how tired Yang Liu was, he waved his hand, telling her to leave.
Yang Liu felt as if she had been granted amnesty. Without even a moment to say goodbye, she wrapped herself in her clothes and ran off quickly.
Ye Mu raised his hand and touched the pocket on his chest. It felt as if he could touch the paper inside through the fabric. He lowered his head and began to look at the scattered documents on the desk.
Luo Qi was still waiting for him, and he needed to speed things up.
Meanwhile, the certain insect race little highness, who had "written a note full of concern," set his starship to autopilot and leaned back in the pilot's seat, staring blankly at the boundless sea of stars before him.
He was also thinking about the note he had left for Ye Mu.
Luo Qi knew that Ye Mu didn't come out to see him off because he couldn't bear to part with him. He was also afraid that if he impulsively insisted on staying on the ground, it would put Ye Mu in a difficult position, so he left quietly.
However, he still couldn't help but worry about Ye Mu, so he secretly left him a note.
At the time, he had no idea what to write, so he wrote four words heavily: be safe, and fearing that Ye Mu wouldn't take it seriously, he added three exclamation marks.
He was also afraid that Ye Mu wouldn't know who wrote it, so he drew a small butterfly and placed it on the path Ye Mu would take when leaving.
Now, with the worry caused by Ye Mu's words somewhat abated, Luo Qi recalled the note he had left and wished he could cover his face.
If he was afraid Ye Mu wouldn't pay attention, he should have written a few more words. Drawing a little butterfly himself? Ye Mu would be foolish not to recognize his handwriting. Most importantly, he didn't even know why he had left a note for Ye Mu at that moment.
Communication was so advanced now, he could just send Ye Mu a message when he returned if there was anything he wanted to say.
Luo Qi raised his hand to cover his face, finding himself both amused and embarrassed by his own foolishness.
He nestled into the spacious pilot's seat, wanting to see Ye Mu's reaction to the note, yet also wishing Ye Mu wouldn't find it.
He pondered this for a long, long time, until he was within the range of the Insect Race's home planet, when Luo Qi suddenly realized something.
It was just a note, why was he so conflicted?
Luo Qi patted his face, and that strange feeling returned. Was it possible that the one who was truly unwell wasn't Ye Mu, but himself?
Luo Qi had left in a hurry this time, leaving even 111 behind on the insect planet. Now, he was the only one on the starship, with no one to discuss anything with.
With no one to offer a solution, Luo Qi could only take out the terminal he kept in his pocket.
Luo Qi thought back carefully. The strangeness seemed to have started from the time he went to Earth to find Ye Mu.
He thought for a moment, opened the search engine, and typed into the dialogue box, "What causes the heart to beat violently?"
The terminal responded quickly, giving the answer in the next second: "A rapid heartbeat can be caused by organic heart disease, or it can be due to sudden fright, emotional excitement, and other reasons."
Luo Qi furrowed his brow tightly and refined the search query in the dialogue box.
"What causes the heart to beat violently when touched, cheeks to flush, and the body to feel weak?"
This time, the results came even faster: "The current page does not comply with Star Net security regulations. Please try again later."
A small line of text at the bottom read: "Minors are prohibited from browsing adult websites. Network supervision and reporting hotline: 0348..."
Luo Qi: "???"
He was completely bewildered. Undeterred, he tried several other keywords. Just as he felt he was about to be apprehended by the network police, he finally clicked into a page.
This page seemed to be a simplified display of some small forum, where someone had asked a similar question to his.
He shifted his posture and began to read attentively.
[Question: When I'm alone with a friend, my heart always races, my cheeks turn red, and my body feels weak. What's going on?]
[Floor 1: Wow, it's over. You've fallen in love!]
[Floor 2: I agree with the above. The楼主 (OP) and that "friend" are probably in the ambiguous stage, right?]
...
[Floor 239: Wow,楼主, try confessing. Maybe he likes you too! Otherwise, why would you feel this way?]
[Floor 240: Exactly, if you don't make a move, and he doesn't make a move, how will there be a story?]
...
[Floor 378: I'm late, I want to know what happened. Does the楼主 have any follow-up?]
This post had quite a few followers. Luo Qi scanned it roughly. The netizens had already imagined a whole range of scenarios from the楼主's short sentence, from sweet romance to angsty love stories, but the楼主 had not replied at all.
It wasn't until Luo Qi scrolled down a couple more levels that he finally saw a reply:
[楼主: Wow wow wow! Thank you, everyone on Star Net! I mustered up the courage to confess to him, and now he's my boyfriend!
He also said that the reason I felt this way was because he had always liked me too! I'm so happy, sob sob sob!]
As Luo Qi continued to read, all he saw were netizens' blessings, wishing them a hundred years of happiness and growing old together.
The楼主 expressed his gratitude to everyone, but under a comment wishing them to have children soon, the楼主 replied with a mischievous sticking-out-tongue emoji:
[This is really not possible, both of us are boys.]