Of course, he didn't sleep.
Instead, he went straight to "Ala Star."[OMG, she kissed me!!!]
[What do you mean?]
[Does she like me?]
Except "Ala Star", the other netizens went wild.
"How the hell did this even work?"
"So it's just a little couple's trick, huh? I thought it was actually useful. Damn, I wasn't fooled."
"Seriously suspect the poster is fishing for attention. Just fooling around with the guys, but don't fool yourself."
Lysander fired back with one comment after another.
I watched with amusement for a while before turning off my phone and heading to bed.
The next morning, Lysander showed up at the dining room, dark circles under his eyes.
He looked like he hadn't slept well.
But I slept like a log.
I ate my breakfast nonchalantly.
He nervously sat down across from me.
After ten minutes of me calmly eating without saying a word, Lysander couldn't wait any longer. He hesitantly said, "Last night..."
"Last night, you drank too much."
"And then?"
"There's nothing after that."
The light in his eyes abruptly dimmed. He seemed a bit aggrieved: "Why aren't you taking responsibility?"
"What?"
Lysander completely forgot about pretending to be drunk and said boldly, "You kissed me last night."
"So, you have to take responsibility."
I slightly raised the corner of my mouth. "You remember that so clearly? But you drank a lot last night."
Lysander hesitated, avoiding my gaze, and muttered, "I'm different from others."
I put down my sandwich and looked at him seriously.
"Alright, our relationship is indeed not simple."
The light in Lysander's eyes came back.
His voice trembled with excitement: "So, what exactly is our relationship?"
I paused, then, with a slow smile, spoke in the midst of his eager gaze:
"We're actually kiss partner."
"Kiss partner?"
"Just a kiss, no strings attached."
Lysander's world came crashing down, his voice shaking as he processed the blow.
"Has the me from three years ago really become this open?" Lysander looked genuinely stunned.
I lowered my head dejectedly, "If you can't accept it now, I can always find someone else."
Lysander immediately blurted out, "No!"
Although he hadn't fully accepted such an open version of himself, he definitely couldn't bear the thought of me finding someone else. He took a moment to calm down.
"Then, what exactly does our 'kiss partner' entail?"
I said calmly, "Just kissing."
Lysander's mouth twitched, "Just kissing?"
"Yep, just satisfying the urge to kiss."
His brain had completely short-circuited.
"I might need some time to digest this."
He muttered that and hurriedly retreated to his room, almost like he saw a ghost.
I watched his back and smiled, then opened my phone. Sure enough, he was back to chatting with "Ala Star."
[Bro! Everything's falling apart! She said we're just kiss partner!]
[Kiss partner???]
[Yeah, just a kissing relationship.]
[...Impressive.]
It was clear that "Ala Star" was also taken aback. After a few seconds, I received a message from Alistair.
[Georgiana, you're amazing, I bow to you.]
It seemed like the act was finally over.
[Don't be so modest, after all, you've been Lysander's backup for three years.]
When Alistair saw this, he gave in.
[Georgiana! I did give Lysander the idea, but seeing you two end up together, please, don't tell Lysander that 'Ala Star' is me.]
If he hadn't kept teaching Lysander those three tricks, I would never have figured out that "Ala Star" was Alistair. I had always suspected Lysander wasn't the kind of guy who'd come up with these tricks on his own. After all, he wasn't that sharp in the love department.
