Chapter 24: He's here && together?

“GG?” I look up… and see Wang Zi standing in front of me.
I rush up to hug him.
“Woah!” Wang Zi say shock, “What’s wrong?”
“Please don’t move away…” I cry, “Please don’t.”
“GG, what’s wrong?” ‘Was he not just listening?’
“Please… please, don’t move away.”
“What are you talking about?” Wang Zi asks, “And why are you crying?”
“Hebe told me that you are moving to America to get marry…” I answer, “And I’ll be sa—I’ll be very happy that you are finally moving.”
‘Hopefully he didn’t hear what I was about to say…’
“You’re happy?” Wang Zi asks and I nodded.
“So tell me why you went to my house and Aaron’s house to check if I was there?” He asks.
‘How did he know?’
“How do you know?” I ask.
“Answer me first.”
“I… I wanted to make sure… I wanted to make sure you buy me my phone back before you leave.” I answer.
“Oh… right… I forgot that at home.”
“Ok… give it to me tomorrow… then leaves me forever…” I say.
I walk away but he put me back, “But you didn’t answer one of my question.” He says, “Why were you crying?”
I yank my arm away from him, “No reason…” I answer.
“Seriously Gui.” Wang Zi say, “Is it that you miss me so much?”
“Psh… keep on dreaming.” I say. I try to walk away but he pull me back again.
“Gui Gui, can you stop?” Wang Zi asks.
“Stop what?” I asks, confuse.
“Stop playing hard to get….”
“Play hard to get?” I repeat, “Is it fun?”
Wang Zi sighs. ‘Am I playing hard to get? Nah…’
“Gui, I’m serious… stop it…” Wang Zi says.
“What am I suppose to do to stop? I’m not playing anything.” I told him.
“By admitting that you want me.” Wang Zi answers.
“But if I say that, I’ll be lying…” I say.
“GG, stop it.”
“Stop what?”
“Playing hard to get…”
“Oh… I want to play!!” I say happily, “how do you play? Teach me! Teach me!”
Wang Zi simply, shook his head, “Please, please!” I beg.

“Did Wang Zi not let GG be his girlfriend?” Aaron asks.
“I don’t know… I can’t hear…” Hebe answers.
“But, he’s shaking his head ‘no’…”
“I don’t know!!” Indeed, Hebe and Aaron were watching from afar… such good friends right?

Again, he shook his head, “You’re mean!” I complain.
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“Am not!”
“Are too.!”
“How?”
“You wouldn’t teach me how to play.” I